He pulled the horse over, knelt down, and used his body as a ladder for Mu Mu to step on his back and mount the horse.
Everything Zhu Chi did happened naturally, without any thought at all.
He has long been accustomed to treating Mu Mu like this.
She is the person the prince cares about most, and she is also the mistress he recognizes from the bottom of his heart.
Zhu Chi has been accustomed to treating her like this since a long time ago, pampering her wholeheartedly.[
When he was half lying on the ground, tears were still pouring out crazily and could not be stopped no matter what.
After Mumu sat down on the horse, he stood up, took the reins of the horse himself, and headed towards the military camp.
The soldiers on the side looked at Zhang Er with confusion.
Didn’t he say that he wanted to hunt down the Shushan disciples?
How come General Zhu Chi knelt down first and even used his body as a ladder to help him mount his horse?
The tears at the edges of my eyes were moist, and I never stopped crying.
A seven-foot-tall man went into battle and fought against thousands of soldiers and horses. He was injured several times and his bones were visible, but he never even frowned.
But it happened that at this moment, in front of the public, he was crying so hard that he couldn't even maintain his majestic image.
The soldier who first spotted Mu Mu followed him step by step.
When Zhu Chi turned around and looked at him in surprise, he rubbed his hands together in embarrassment.
"Sir, I would like to ask if he is a disciple of Shushan?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not greedy for money, but just now many brothers accompanied me to chase people. If I don't have an explanation, I'm afraid they won't be happy."
Zhu Chi glared angrily,
"You Shushan disciples, don't talk nonsense...go to the military camp and get a thousand taels of gold."
The soldier was shocked by the roar. After understanding the second half of Zhu Chi's words, he simply couldn't believe his ears.