"Afraid? Su Wanxiu, this is not a question of whether you are afraid or not, but a question of whether it is reasonable. Of course, if Su Wanxiu insists on asking Qingchen to tame two horses one after another, Qingchen will have nothing to say. Who will let Qingchen do it?
You are just a commoner, but you, Su Wanxiu, are the noble daughter of Nanling.
It's just that Qing Chen is very curious, are all the horse trainers in Nanling like Qing Chen, who have to tame two powerful horses in one day, and they have to do it continuously?"
Feng Qingchen said this to the emperor. A noble girl from Nanling is bullying the people of Dongling on the territory of Dongling. Doesn't the emperor care about him?
"Ahem." The emperor coughed twice and said, "Go and release my Dongling horses." This was obvious and he didn't want to say anything to Su Wan and Yaohua.
Su Wan and Yaohua will indeed not argue with the emperor again. No matter what, they will not openly embarrass Emperor Dongling. The emperor is not Feng Qingchen and is not something they can handle. But if they are asked to compromise like this,
They will never be reconciled.
"Your Majesty, Yaohua admits defeat in this round." She can't refuse, but she can't do it secretly. She wants Xiling Yaohua to end up like a vulgar servant taming a horse for everyone to see. That's just a dream.
Even if Xiling Yaohua loses, she must lose beautifully.
"Admit defeat? Since Princess Yaohua has given up, let's go to Su Wanxiu." The emperor was very dissatisfied with Xiling Yaohua's attitude of apparent submission but actually resistance.
The emperor has the pride of an emperor. His words are orders and no one can refuse them.
Su Wan also wanted to admit defeat, but looking at the emperor's livid face, she could only secretly cry out that it was bad luck and bite the bullet.
In fact, although she and Yaohua are good at equestrian skills, they do not know how to train horses. It is too dangerous to train horses. If something happens, they will die or be disabled. How can women like them, who are of noble birth and pampered, do it?
Such dangerous things.
Su Wan made up her mind to show that she would not give Feng Qingchen too much time to rest.
"Your Majesty, Qingchen went down and tidied up." As soon as Su Wan left, Feng Qingchen turned and left. Not long after she left, Dongling Jiu, Dongling Ziluo and the prince also left the table.
Looking at them like this, they didn't seem to think much of Su Wan, or in other words, after seeing Feng Qingchen's amazing horse training, Su Wan's performance could not impress them.
Under the guidance of the eunuch, he came to the nearest rest room and waved the people away before the smile on Feng Qingchen's face stopped.
"hiss……"
Feng Qingchen gasped in pain and carefully pulled down his pants. The black pants were stained with blood and dust and were extremely dirty. The inner pants were also covered in blood and dust, and the original color could not be seen.
Feng Qingchen took off his pants again. The pants were stuck to the wound. When he took them off, pieces of flesh were torn off, causing secondary damage to the wound.
The bloody thigh was exposed, and there was basically no good flesh on the inner thigh. Feng Qingchen had seen such a wound before, and it was almost the same as an explosion wound.
"I have never been injured so seriously on the battlefield. I didn't expect that I would be injured so seriously on this racecourse." Feng Qingchen shook his head, feeling that his ability to endure pain was getting worse and worse.
After activating the smart medical bag, Feng Qingchen took out the bandage and wound medicine, sprinkled the wound painkiller on the bandage, then wrapped the wound layer by layer and simply bandaged it.
This wound originally needed to be cleaned and medicated, but now she didn't have time, so she had to wrap it up first and wait until the horse training was over before dealing with it.
Both legs were wrapped, and Feng Qingchen put on the blood-stained pants one by one. Because of the bandage, the wound would not bleed easily. Although it was still very painful, it was much better than before, at least again.
When riding a horse, Feng Qingchen would not feel the pain in the inner thighs like a knife.
Feng Qingchen didn't know that while she was treating these wounds, there was a man standing outside the window, taking in the entire scene.
"Feng Qingchen, I'm sorry!" The man's eyes were full of distress and guilt, and finally turned into a sigh and left quietly.
In addition to the inner thighs, there was also a more serious injury, that is, the feet. The soles of the feet had been rubbed on the ground for too long. The whips were broken and bleeding. Feng Qingchen took a look, sighed, and did not move.
These shoes fit my feet just right. If I put a bandage on them, I can't wear these shoes, so I have to endure it.
To endure the training, inject a tranquilizer into the horse as soon as possible in the next game. The horse that Xiling Yaohua and Su Wan prepared for her was extremely manic. Without the help of the tranquilizer, it would be impossible to tame the horse.
In addition to being injured, Feng Qingchen's physical strength was also severely exhausted. Feng Qingchen searched for a long time in the smart medical bag and couldn't find a medicine that could quickly replenish physical strength without side effects, so he had no choice but to choose stimulants.
Stimulants have negative effects on the body. Some athletes will secretly take them during competitions. If they are found out, the consequences will be serious. However, no one checks here. Feng Qingchen takes out the medicine and swallows it directly.
"I hope it works. This is an unfair competition, so the methods I use are normal." Feng Qingchen wiped off the dirt on his face and tied his hair back up, looking a little more energetic.
Closing his eyes to rest, Feng Qingchen estimated that even if Su Wan couldn't tame Dongling's horse, he could still hold on for half an hour. But this time Feng Qingchen miscalculated. As soon as he closed his eyes, the eunuch came to report: "Feng Xiu, Su Wan
If the show is lost, the emperor asks you to go back and continue the competition."
"Okay." It didn't take a quarter of an hour. Su Wan's patience was really poor. It was obvious that she was perfunctory with the emperor.
"Your Majesty." The clothes on his body were still dirty, but Feng Qingchen's eyes were brighter than before, and he still looked confident.
"Qingchen, I will reward you generously." The emperor looked so ambitious, which made Feng Qingchen suspect that she was not going to train horses, but to fight.
"I will definitely live up to the emperor's expectations." Feng Qingchen responded loudly. She could not lose at this time, and the emperor would not let her go if she lost.
"Okay! Go, I'll wait for you." Different from the first competition, at this moment the emperor firmly believed that Feng Qingchen would win, and Feng Qingchen could only win.
When Feng Qingchen left the stage, Su Wan happened to put on clean clothes and came over. When the two met, Su Wan's face was not only less worried than before, but also filled with excitement: "Feng Xiu, take care of yourself."
Feng Qingchen raised his eyelids lightly and glanced at Su Wan: "Su Wanxiu, don't worry, Qingchen will never be like Su Wanxiu, who will be defeated as soon as he comes on the field. Cangshan Moyun is like a sweaty BMW. I, Feng Qingchen, will never be like Su Wanxiu."
The light dust is about to settle."
"Oh, I'm waiting." Su Wan moved slowly towards the main seat.
Feng Qingchen looked at her back thoughtfully. Feng Qingchen was more worried about the next step of taming Cangshan Moyun. Feng Qingchen suspected that the horse had been tampered with by Su Wan again. The difficulty would be
It increased again, but she was just suspicious.
Shaking his head, Feng Qingchen walked towards the horse training ground.
You can't say things without evidence because it will cause a lot of trouble. Even if you have evidence, you can't say anything.
As soon as Feng Qingchen entered the scene, the eunuch beside Dong Lingjiu came back and whispered in the ear of the Nine Emperors Uncle: "Your Majesty, I saw Su Wanxiu's bodyguard approaching the horse. What exactly did I do?
I didn’t see it clearly, but the people in Nanling guarded the stables very tightly.”
"Yes." Dong Lingjiu nodded expressionlessly, looking down at the horse training ground for the first time.
I don’t know what’s wrong with that horse. Can Feng Qingchen control it?