Looking at the tall white horse snorting towards him, Qingcheng felt frightened and took a few steps back.
"Don't you know how to ride a horse?" Xuanyuan Chengtian asked jokingly.
"I don't know how to ride a horse. What's wrong?" Qingcheng looked at him, surprised. Isn't it strange that a woman can't ride a horse?
"It's a shame that the daughter of the mighty general of the Tianchen Kingdom can't ride a horse." The voice of a charming smile came like a silver bell. You didn't even have to look to know that it was Miss Yan Yun Chu who was arriving.
Yunchu, dressed in red and elegant, came riding a horse with a dashing appearance. He looked at Xuanyuan Chengtian with a pair of flirtatious eyes, and said coquettishly: "Brother Chengtian, why don't you take sister Yunchu with you when you go out to play?"
"Oh." Xuanyuan Chengtian was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Sister Chu'er, how could I forget you when we go out to play!"
He turned to Qingze and said, "How could you forget to call me sister Chu'er?"
"It's my fault, isn't it?" Qingze clasped his fists and shook his head.
Yun Chu was so proud that he rode a horse around Qingcheng: "Since sister Qingcheng can't ride a horse, it's okay not to go."
When Butterfly heard this, she was very anxious. She stamped her feet and looked at Qingcheng: "Miss."
Yunchu snorted softly. Butterfly did not dare to say anything anymore, but just looked at Qingcheng anxiously.
"Come ride with me!"
Four hands stretched out in front of Qingcheng at the same time.
Xuanyuan Chengtian looked at Qingcheng with a smile and stretched out his well-maintained hand.
Xuanyuan Yifei stretched out his hand towards Qingcheng without much expression on his face.
Jingren didn't know that the tendon was wrong, so he actually extended his hand to Qingcheng.
Qingze stretched out his hand and looked at Qingcheng and smiled slightly.
Looking at the four hands in front of him, Yun Chu's hateful eyes, and Butterfly's joyful smile, Qingcheng was in trouble, not knowing which hand he should hold.
None of the four hands had any intention of taking them back, they were still placed in front of Qingcheng.
"Come up! Sister." Qingze reminded.
"Yeah." Qingcheng responded, using a very inelegant posture, pulling and crawling, climbed onto Qingze's horse amidst Yunchu's sneer, and sat in front of Qingze.
Since Butterfly couldn't ride a horse, she regretted not following him.
Everyone was galloping along the way. At first, Qingcheng closed his eyes in fear as the horse bumped up and down and hugged Qingze's waist tightly. After a while, Qingcheng felt like he was on a cloud, walking with the wind, so unhappy. Then, he ignored it.
Yun Chu looked sideways, opened his arms and turned to ask Qingze: "Am I flying?"
Qingze looked at the happy person in his arms and suddenly had a trance: that was a completely strange woman.
He lowered his head close to Qingcheng and asked softly in her ear: "Are you really Qingcheng?"
Qingcheng, who was laughing with his arms open, was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "If it's not Qingcheng, then who am I?"
"What you have done recently has made us very confused. The Qingcheng I know, she will not risk her life to insult the demon master and the eldest prince in public. She does not have the courage."
"Why is it that everyone knows about me?" Qingcheng laughed and thought to himself: On the surface, General Yan is at ease with him, but secretly he doesn't know how many informants he has around him.
For a long time, Qingcheng slowly said: "A woman, a woman who is the daughter of a general, a woman who was bullied by her brothers and sisters and abandoned by her father. When she was forced to have no way out, should she still remain silent?
Die silently after torture. Being silent is a dead end, so why can't you live by yourself? The ending is the same anyway, isn't it?"
Qingcheng turned his head and saw a trace of surprise flashing across Qingze's eyes, and then he stopped talking.
"What are you talking about?" Xuanyuan Chengtian slowed down quickly, rode alongside Qingze, and asked Qingcheng with a smile.
"Haha, I'm asking my brother, His Highness and the First Prince, who has better riding skills among the three of them." Qingcheng looked at him, as if he was really thinking about whose riding skills were better.
Xuanyuan Chengtian was very happy and said loudly: "You don't have to ask, of course it's me. Qingcheng, you should be optimistic about it!" While speaking, Xuanyuan Chengtian had already hit the horse and rushed out like an arrow from the string.
"Sister's words are indeed more effective than the emperor's orders." The sarcastic voice later turned into a deep voice, and a look of confusion appeared on his gentle face. "Who are you?"
"I am the fourth young lady of the General's Mansion, and so is Yan Qingcheng. Don't you know, second brother?" Qingcheng smiled mischievously, looked at Qingze innocently and said with a smile.
"Second brother, what are you talking about?" At some point, Yun Chu came to his side and asked Qingze unhappily.
"Oh! It's nothing. I just had a few chats with sister Qingcheng." Qingze touched his nose and explained with a smile.
"Oh, it's my sister Qingcheng." Yun Chu said with a sarcastic smile.
Qingcheng pointed at the four people in front of them who were racing like horses: "The prince and the eldest prince are running far away."
When Yun Chu heard this, he immediately pinched the horse's belly angrily, raised his whip and "drove", chasing the prince and the others.
Qingze chuckled: "You really have a way! Let's follow suit!"
The horse ran faster and bumped more violently. Qingcheng did not dare to take it lightly and hugged Qingze's waist tightly. A masculine breath penetrated Qingcheng's nose.