Qi Pan's mind was completely focused on what Ying Zheng was explaining and his riding movements.
Keep every word he said and every move he made firmly in mind.
Ying Zheng rode his horse and ran around.
"National Master, did you see it clearly? How much can you remember?"
Qi Pan said, "I saw it clearly! I can remember 80% of it!"
"Okay, that's probably fine."
Ying Zheng jumped off his horse and said, "Come on, Imperial Master, you try it."
"I'll hold the reins and get you on the horse."
"Once you're firmly seated and holding the reins, follow my instructions to maintain your balance and control the horse."
"Okay!" Qi Pan said loudly.
Ying Zheng put his big hand on Qi Pan's waist, exerted force in his hand, lifted Qi Pan up and put him on the horse's back.
Qi Pan grabbed the reins with one hand, lifted his legs, and sat hard on the warhorse's back.
There was nothing on the warhorse's back, no saddle or stirrups.
War horses have extremely fierce temperaments!
If someone tries to sit on it, it will struggle and neigh desperately!
Ying Zheng held the reins tightly, fixing the horse's head to prevent it from kicking.
"catch!"
"run!!"
Ying Zheng shouted loudly!
Qi Pan sat steadily on the horse's back!
Tighten the reins.
The moment Ying Zheng let go of his hand, the man and the horse rushed out like an arrow!
"hiss!!!"
At the beginning, the warhorse was untamed and ran hard.
Trying to throw the person off the horse.
Qipan hugged its neck tightly!
He clamped his legs tightly around the horse's belly.
Make sure you don't get thrown off.
When the warhorse found that it could not throw the man off, it raised its two front hooves.
The entire horse's back stood up straight!
He wanted to use this to throw the person off his back.
Ying Zheng and others who were watching from a distance were so nervous that their hearts skipped a beat.
Qi Pan held the reins with both hands and pressed his whole body tightly against the horse's back.
"hiss!!!"
The horse failed to throw her off.
After running around for a few laps without success, he finally gave in.
Qi Pan also breathed a sigh of relief, "Go!"
“Tap, tap, tap!”
The warhorse obeyed Qi Pan's command and started running.
The wind blew across her face, and her neatly tied hair became a little loose due to the violent shaking.
The white jade hairpin on her head slipped off.
Pray for a surprise!
Suddenly reached out and grabbed it!
He caught the fallen white jade hairpin in his hand.
call.......
It would be a pity if such a nice hairpin were broken.
A head of soft long hair hangs down behind her.
As the warhorse galloped, the hair flew.
It forms a heroic and beautiful picture.
I hope to gallop freely on this grassland.
The only sounds in my ears were the wind, the clatter of horses' hooves and the neighing of war horses.
All I see is the front, the grass, and the vast sky.
At this moment, I hope not to be like myself.
Not like myself in modern times, nor like myself after traveling to the Qin Dynasty.
More like a brand new self.
A person who is like myself, but not like myself.
I hope you like this feeling.
This feeling of soaring between heaven and earth.
I don’t know how many laps I ran.
Until Qi Pan felt the stinging pain from the friction on the inside of her thigh.
She slowed down, let the horse walk half a circle, and returned to Ying Zheng.
I hope to be like Ying Zheng, jumping off the horse cleanly, neatly and handsomely.
It's just that she overestimated herself.
I also underestimated the height of the warhorse.
The moment I landed, my ankle twisted!
"ah!"
"National Master!"
Ying Zheng looked nervous, took two steps forward, and embraced Qi Pan.
When his palm touched Qi Pan's waist, Ying Zheng's hand seemed to be burned and he shrank back.
Seeing that Qi Pan was unsteady on her feet, he leaned over and supported her.
"hiss........"
Qipan felt a sharp pain in his left ankle.
She also didn't notice that Ying Zheng's big hand was on her waist.
"Brother, I think I twisted my ankle."
Qi Pan bent down and held his left ankle.
He frowned and reached out to touch it, "Hiss..."
It won’t be broken, right?
"Let me see."
Ying Zheng's expression also became somewhat solemn. He bent down and squatted in front of Qi Pan.
Let her hands hold his shoulders to steady herself.
Qi Pan placed one hand on Ying Zheng's shoulder and stood on one leg.
Ying Zheng reached out and pinched Qi Pan's ankle, feeling relieved.
"It's okay, it should be dislocated."
"National Master, please be patient."
"good."
It's just a dislocation, okay.
Qi Pan also felt relieved.
“Crack!”
"hiss........"
Qi Pan gasped in pain.
It turns out that it hurts so much to put a dislocated joint back in place.
Fortunately, the pain only lasted for a while. After I recovered, it was just a little sore.
"Okay, the Imperial Master needs to be more careful these days. Don't use too much force on your foot."
"When we get back later, I'll ask Xia Wuqie to check you out and prescribe some medicine."
Ying Zheng clapped his hands and stood up, holding Qi Pan's arm.
"Come, I'll help you sit over there for a while."
"good."
Qi Pan followed Ying Zheng's strength and jumped on one leg, jumping to a tree.
Eleven and Twelve had already laid out thick animal skins under the tree.
Ying Zheng helped Qi Pan sit down.
Although he sprained his ankle, Qi Pan was still in a good mood.
Sitting in the shade of the tree, looking at the sky in the distance.
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