Chapter 909 Hunting (2)

Shen Miao lowered her head and glanced at herself before saying, “It doesn’t look good.”

Xie Jingxing said, "It's cold in the mountains, so you'd better wear a coat."

Shen Miao: "..." Where does the cool breeze come from in June? Besides, Longye has always been warm.

Xie Jingxing added, "Your body and hair now belong to the Xie family. You can't get sunburned casually."

Shen Miao: “I understand. Jingzhe, go get a coat.”

Xie Jingxing then gave up.

When they got outside, Mo Qing and some guards from Prince Rui's mansion were already ready, as were Bajiao and the others. Jingzhe and Guyu didn't need to come with them today. Xie Jingxing also transferred a female guard, Huixiang, from the Moyu Army. Together with Bajiao, they pretended to be Shen Miao's personal maids to protect her safety.

The more thorough Xie Jingxing's arrangements, the more uneasy Shen Miao felt. Today's royal hunt coincided with the sixtieth anniversary celebration, so she was able to attend even if she didn't come. But even if it hadn't happened, Shen Miao wouldn't have stayed at Prince Rui's residence by herself. It was for no other reason than that her right eyelid kept twitching, as if foreshadowing something was about to happen.

Xie Jingxing saw her looking so worried, and he seemed to be thinking about something. As he and Shen Miao walked out the door, he said, "Why are you so depressed?"

Shen Miao said: “I always feel uneasy.”

"Your husband is very lucky." He raised the corner of his lips: "Madam, don't worry."

Shen Miao rolled her eyes at him, but seeing that there was no carriage at the door, she asked, "Hasn't the carriage arrived yet?"

Xie Jingxing smiled and pulled Shen Miao to the door. Mo Qing led a horse forward. Xie Jingxing jumped on the horse and suddenly took Shen Miao's hand and pulled her. Shen Miao was caught off guard and was pulled onto the horse by him. She was held in Xie Jingxing's arms.

“The carriage is too slow.” He looked down at Shen Miao and said slowly, “You can shoot on foot, but can you ride a horse?”

Shen Miao was about to speak when Xie Jingxing interrupted her and said, "It's okay if you don't know how to do it. Your husband will teach you." After saying that, he whipped the horse whip and the horse neighed loudly before galloping away.

Xie Jingxing's guards seemed to have caught up behind him. Shen Miao leaned against Xie Jingxing, held in his arms, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The horse was also a top-quality BMW horse, running very fast. Xie Jingxing was an excellent horseman, always choosing winding roads to take. The crowds in the market exclaimed wherever he passed, and he laughed loudly, but it was extremely arrogant.

Shen Miao recalled the first time she met Xie Jingxing in this life. In front of the Guangwen Hall, the handsome young man in purple sat upright on a tall horse, lazily and presumptuously looking at everyone.

His breath came from her ear, almost touching her cheek. His low and joyful laughter came from above her head, and Shen Miao's heart was suddenly infected.

She actually longed for such freedom. She once stood on the walls of the nine-story palace, watching eagles soaring in the distance and horses galloping at her feet, longing for such a free and unfettered life. However, her life was confined to the deep palace, guarding a man she did not love and living a life of intrigue and scheming for her children.

It seemed that she had not been so wantonly and ostentatious for a long time.

Shen Miao laughed: "Are you as rude in Longye as you were in Dingjing?"

"Even worse than that!" Xie Jingxing replied. He glanced down at her again, rested his chin on the top of her head and stroked it, chuckling softly, "You're not as happy in Dingjing as you are in Longye."

Shen Miao was stunned for a moment, and Xie Jingxing continued to smile and said, “I prefer Shen Jiaojiao like this.”

“Me too.” Shen Miao said with a smile.

Xie Jingxing paused, even the horse's movements slowed down. He asked, "Do you like me like this?"