Xue Qingyin looked around and finally confirmed that there was nothing wrong. King Xuan's hand had indeed reached out to her.

She nodded: "I think so."

But soon, she shook her head again, but there was no look of disappointment on her face. She just stated a fact: "I can't ride. If the horse bumps seven or eight times, no, maybe three or four times, I will

No more."

King Xuan curled up his fingers and spoke in a calm and gentle tone as if it was a trivial matter: "Well, so you ride with me."

Xue Qingyin heard the sound and instinctively looked back at Manager Zhao. Well, he turned his head and looked in the other direction, pretending not to hear.

As for Zhao Xufeng, he was still sitting on the ground in fear, with his hands half raised, as if he wanted to grab the hem of her clothes but didn't dare.

Xue Qingyin said softly: "Wouldn't this trouble His Highness Prince Xuan too much?"

"What's the difference from before?" King Xuan asked her.

Xue Qingyin thought about it... Oh, that's right. She has never troubled anyone less. It was like that on the day when she flew the kite, it was like that at Princess Jinque's house, it was like that when she asked someone to borrow a horse cao... It must be that King Xuan has a good temper.

!

Xue Qingyin no longer hesitated, raised her head, smiled brightly, and reached out to hold Prince Xuan's wrist.

This kind of grasping method made King Xuan lower his head and take a second look.

Her fingers were slender, but they clung to him firmly. As soon as she exerted force, the intimate touch between the skin became more real. The skin that was slightly cooled by the mountain breeze became warm, even warm.

A little hot.

At this time, Xue Qingyin lifted the hem of her skirt, stepped on the stirrups with difficulty, and then pushed hard...

Didn't climb up!

She looked up at King Xuan awkwardly, but probably because of the backlight, she could not clearly see the expression on his face at this moment.

But the next moment, King Xuan leaned over, stretched out his arms and hooked her waist.

Xue Qingyin didn't react at all. She only felt her eyes flickering. When she came back to her senses, she was already sitting firmly on the horse.

...also sat in front of King Xuan.

Or should I say in my arms?

Because King Xuan's arm was still around her waist.

Not close, but extremely strong.

Xue Qingyin lowered her head and caught a glimpse of King Xuan's hand holding the reins. His finger bones were slender, and upward were strong wrist bones, and then upward... where the sleeves covered Xue Qingyin felt that she could already imagine the direction of the beautiful muscle lines underneath.

Xue Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief and looked under the horse's back.

Still quite tall! It was hard for her to imagine how King Xuan easily lifted her onto the horse...

King Xuan drove his horse to leave.

Xue Qingyin unconsciously leaned back and leaned deeper into King Xuan's arms.

She hurriedly said: "Wait a minute."

King Xuan stopped when he heard the sound, and his low voice sounded in her ears: "Afraid?"

Xue Qingyin turned back to look at Manager Zhao and asked, "Can the young master know how to ride a horse?"

Only then did Mr. Zhao turn his head away from suspicion and replied: "You were still a child, right? At that time, the Duke of Guo didn't know that the young Duke was born stupid, so in order to coax him, he took him with him.

My son once rode a horse. As he grew older... I became even more afraid to let him ride."

"Try?" Xue Qingyin asked.

Manager Zhao hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

Zhao Xufeng still didn't know what happened. He got up from the ground and saw Xue Qingyin sitting in King Xuan's arms, his eyes widening.

"Aniang! Aniang!"

He yelled twice, then changed to: "A Yin, A Yin..."

As if he wanted to rescue Xue Qingyin from this terrible person, King Xuan, he took two steps forward.

Manager Zhao hurriedly pulled his sleeve: "Young Master, ride a horse and chase him on this one! Otherwise we won't be able to catch up."

Just when he was wondering whether Zhao Xufeng understood, the young man beside him suddenly rushed to the fence, grabbed the horse and turned over.

The neat movements were completely inconsistent with his body shape.

Manager Zhao was dumbfounded.

"Drive! Drive!" the words popped out of Zhao Xufeng's mouth.

King Xuan narrowed his eyes, and then suddenly galloped out.

Xue Qingyin only heard him say: "Hold on tighter."

His voice was as cold as ever, but when the wind blew it into his ears, it took on a warm air. As a result, his tone seemed to be softened a lot.

However, Xue Qingyin, who had never ridden a horse before, felt a little confused.

Grasp?

Where to catch?

You must not grab the reins. The reins must be controlled by King Xuan.

Xue Qingyin was afraid that she would fall and die, so she panicked and grabbed the hem of King Xuan's clothes, wishing she could sit deeper into his arms.

So I quickly moved my butt.

She heard King Xuan snort off guard.

Xue Qingyin:?

She seemed to be... sitting on someone's thigh.

Xue Qingyin froze instantly, and all her senses were magnified to the extreme. She couldn't even tell whether the vague hard touch was the accessories on his waist or something else.

She didn't dare to move anymore.

The whole person was wrapped in the cold breath of King Xuan.

They quickly ran into the racecourse.

The other horses scurried out of the way as if seeing the king.

Zhao Xufeng, who was behind him, also shouted "drive" and chased after him, but disappeared in a flash.

Manager Zhao was extremely shocked.

Why is he the only one left?

Manager Zhao quickly went to find a horse.

There is still a bit of chill in the spring.

After a while, Xue Qingyin felt the wind blowing into the cracks in her bones. Her face was almost numb.

She doesn’t talk back!

Without thinking, Xue Qingyin grabbed King Xuan's robe with her backhand and hid in his robe.

King Xuan lowered his head and glanced at her.

Let her do whatever she wants.

Xue Qingyin quickly noticed... that the speed had slowed down?

Is it for her sake?

Xue Qingyin grabbed Xuan Wang's hand harder and shouted at the top of her lungs: "No need to slow down, riding a fast horse is fun!"

She is the one who loves to play and loves to play.

King Xuan uttered two words: "You are cold."

Xue Qingyin pressed firmly against Prince Xuan's chest: "Isn't it cold? Wrapping up in clothes and riding a fast horse will be more enjoyable!"

What's more, King Xuan's body is constantly radiating heat.

It's as cool as wrapping yourself in an air-conditioning blanket and blowing on the air conditioner in the summer!

What a joy!

It was King Xuan who was hit by the wind, not her!

King Xuan: "..."

It was the first time for him to see such a strange woman as Xue Qingyin.

King Xuan said no more, but suddenly tightened his arms and held her firmly in his arms.

After just eight laps of horse racing, Xue Qingyin still felt that it was not enough.

The more she rode, the more excited she became.

I just feel like my soul is about to break free from the body and enjoy freedom...
To be continued...