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235 Fall from the horse, the clothes are torn

"What the hell is this?"

Feng Qingchen was going crazy.

She was sedated and the reins were put on, but the horse was getting more and more manic. It had run more than twenty laps and still showed no tendency to slow down. It seemed that the horse, like her, was taking stimulants and losing energy.

Extremely exuberant and completely untamed.

Feng Qingchen felt that her whole body was about to fall apart. If she kept running like this, she would be exhausted even if the horse was not tired. Her inner thighs were sore even with a bandage.

"Grandpa, something seems wrong with that horse?" Zhai Dongming left the table, came behind Prince Su, and whispered.

Prince Su nodded and didn't say much. How could he not know that there was something wrong with the horse, but would it be useful to raise it at this time?

Since Nanling dared to interfere with Dongling's territory, he was sure that they would not be able to find out or produce evidence. Besides, even if there was evidence for some things, no one would come up with it.

Prince Su looked at Su Wan opposite, and saw that Su Wan looked graceful, with a decent smile on her face, looking at Feng Qingchen in the racecourse like everyone else.

"Grandpa, that woman is so disgusting. She looks like Feng Qingchen is doomed."

"If the horse maintains such abundant energy, then Feng Qingchen will definitely lose. You see, Feng Qingchen can no longer sit still." Prince Su admired Feng Qingchen's physical strength, but his physical strength

No matter how good it is, it has its limit. Feng Qingchen is already shaky and somewhat powerless.

"Grandpa, why don't you come forward? Let her, a woman from Nanling, bully the people of Dongling in my territory of Dongling?" Zhai Dongming couldn't tell whether it was because of Wang Jinling's confession or simply feeling distressed.

Feng Qingchen.

Yes, he felt sorry for Feng Qingchen, and he felt sorry for this woman from the bottom of his heart.

When he first met her, she was confident, calm, and full of arrogance; when he met her again, she was smart, alert, calm, and calm. This type of woman was the type of woman he hated the most because she was too strong.

Zhai Dongming is most wary of such a utilitarian woman who likes to be first in everything and wants to be the best. She thinks that such a woman will do anything to climb up.

He promised Wang Jinling to take care of Feng Qingchen. A large part of the reason was to keep an eye on Feng Qingchen. He was worried that Feng Qingchen would hurt Wang Jinling. However, after spending time together, Zhai Dongming realized that Feng Qingchen never wanted to fight.

, never want to climb up.

She had no choice but to climb up.

In this world where people trample on others, he is protected by his grandfather, and Wang Jinling is protected by the Wang family, but what about Feng Qingchen? She is alone.

She is a weak woman. If she wants to protect herself and live with dignity, she has to fight with others and climb up.

Feng Qingchen fell into the dust, and anyone could crush her to death. If Feng Qingchen wants to live, she must learn to be strong and protect herself.

The heartache for Feng Qingchen reached its peak when Su Wan and Yaohua forced her to train the horse, and Zhai Dongming silently begged Prince Su.

Prince Su sighed and lowered his voice: "Dongming, do you think you are the only one among the people here who is smart? Look at the Crown Prince, Uncle Nine Emperors, King Luo and Prince Chunyu. You think they are not smart?

See? Some things are not as simple as they appear."

The thing that Prince Su worried about the most was Zhai Dongming. This kid was all-in-one and had no thoughts at all. How could he trust Dongling's Shenji Camp to him?

And without Shenjiying, can the Zhai family still have a foothold in Dongling? His son and daughter-in-law have died, and Dongming is the last bloodline of the Zhai family. He will protect the bloodline of the Zhai family no matter what.

"Grandpa, I..." Zhai Dongming lowered his shoulders helplessly.

"Dongming, there is no turning back when you draw your bow. The competition has begun and will never stop unless Feng Qingchen dies. Feng Qingchen knew there was something wrong with the horse earlier than we did, but she didn't say anything because she knew very well that some things only

If it can rot in your stomach, you can't talk about it no matter what.

This wild horse was prepared by each country. Do you think the horse in Xiling has not been tampered with? Do you think the horse in Dongling has not been tampered with? Everyone knows this well and must not be put on the table."

"I understand, grandpa!" Zhai Dongming sat back dejectedly, throwing knives at Su Wan from time to time, but unfortunately Su Wan didn't care at all.

Feng Qingchen knew that she couldn't hold on any longer. If the horse didn't stop, she would fall off the horse, and the fate of her fall would definitely be death.

She didn't want to use the drug at first. After all, once the drug was taken out, the horse would faint immediately, which would easily arouse everyone's suspicion. But now she couldn't hold on any longer. She didn't want to think about anything but the horse to stop.

"It seems that Feng Qingchen can't hold on anymore." This time, even the young masters in the stands could tell that something was wrong with Feng Qingchen.

Everyone was sweating for Feng Qingchen.

The smile on Su Wan's face became brighter and brighter, her lips curled up provocatively, as if she was confident of winning.

But at this moment, Feng Qingchen suddenly flattered him, shook the reins vigorously, and drove Cangshan Yunmo, who was sitting down, to speed up again.

"Drive! Drive!"

As fast as lightning, Cangshan Moyun seemed to be tireless, and rushed forward with a hoofbeat. Behind him was a cloud of dust. At this time, everyone could no longer see Feng Qingchen's appearance. The flying dust blocked everyone's sight.

.

"Feng Qingchen is crazy."

This is the only thing everyone can think of.

While driving at a high speed, Feng Qingchen had to take out the handkerchief and put the handkerchief on Cangshan Moyun's nose, which was not an ordinary difficulty.

After Feng Qingchen took out the handkerchief, he immediately lay on the horse's back, hugged the horse's neck with both hands, and pushed the handkerchief forward. The horse's head jumped up and down. Feng Qingchen shook the handkerchief. As long as there was wind, the medicine would be effective.

.

The moment he took out the handkerchief, Feng Qingchen held his breath. It would be embarrassing if he inhaled the drug and fainted.

Amidst the sound of Dada's horse hooves, Feng Qingchen suddenly heard the sound of clothes ripping.

Bar Bar……

The sound is not loud, but it is extremely harsh.

"The clothes are torn? (5) How is that possible?"

Feng Qingchen flashed, Cangshan Moyun flicked, Feng Qingchen screamed and fell off the horse.

"Feng Qingchen has fallen from grace!"

That's for sure.

With a snap, everyone stood up, even the emperor stood up, looking at the flying dust, trying to find the shadow of Feng Qingchen or Cangshan Moyun in the dust.

However, the dust was too thick, and everyone could only vaguely see a shadow flashing past, and then a "boom" sound, which startled everyone.

"What is this sound again? Where is Cangshan Moyun? Why is it missing?"

This is the sound of Cangshan Moyun falling to the ground.

Feng Qingchen held his head and rolled around the racecourse several times before finally stopping. After a brief shock, Feng Qingchen woke up, but his mind was a little confused and he bit his tongue hard.

It was painful, and Feng Qingchen finally understood the situation at this time. There were scratches everywhere on his body, and his clothes were in tatters. The most terrifying thing was the scratches on his back, because the clothes were torn and his skin was in direct contact with the sand and gravel on the ground.

All clamped into the skin.

But at this moment, Feng Qingchen felt no pain, and all her mind was focused on her torn clothes.

Feng Qingchen bit her lip to prevent herself from crying.

How is she going to meet people with her clothes covered all over her body? The rumors about her wedding day have finally subsided. Will it happen again? Will she have to face the contempt and contempt of the world again?

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