She is never afraid of challenges. Once she's determined to win, she's determined to win, no matter the cost.

But when I get back, I'm sure I'll get scolded by my sixth sister.

As they neared the finish line, Heyue could no longer control the horse to stop; she simply clung tightly to its neck to prevent herself from being thrown to the ground.

A person flew up behind her like a gust of wind, mounted the horse, quickly snatched the reins from her hand, seized the opportunity to pick up Heyue and jump off the horse. The two rolled on the ground, Heyue ate a mouthful of grass, coughed a few times, and suddenly felt a piercing pain in her calf, which made her frown tightly and groan.

When the two stopped, Heyue opened her eyes and saw Yiduli staring at her anxiously, reaching out to pat her face: "Seventh Sister, how are you?"

He Yue smiled, breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his shoulder: "Thank you, Yi Duli."

With a dark expression, Iduli snapped, "How dare you say that? You almost lost your life!"

He Yue chuckled, "Are you just for show? You're my cousin, how could you let anything happen to me?"

Itori was speechless, only feeling annoyed, and glared at her fiercely.

With his help, Heyue carefully stood up. Sure enough, she had sprained her left calf, and it hurt terribly whenever she walked. She could only be supported by Yiduli.

Yan Yue ran over, and before she could yell at her, He Yue had already let go of Yi Duli's arm, leaned against her, and blinked her eyes pitifully: "Sister, it hurts."

"You..." All of Yan Yue's anger choked in her chest, and she pinched her arm hard: "You're a madwoman!"

Heyue exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Ouch! Sixth Sister, be gentle! You're really going to hurt me!"