Chapter 47: Saint Girl Does Not Fall in Love 16

On the way back, Lian Jue was very excited and asked questions one after another.

The prince would answer at first, but then he became annoyed and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Lian Jue really shut up.

The prince leaned on the cushion, thinking about Mingnan's every expression on the small building, recalling the kiss with the taste of blood, and his heart felt incredibly soft.

My heart is filled with overflowing affection, sweet and bitter.

She didn't seem very angry, so did that mean he had a chance?

At least she doesn't dislike him, right?

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

However, when he thought that Mingnan still had Mu Yanshan in his heart, the corners of his mouth drooped again.

When he kissed her, was she thinking of him or of Muyan Mountain?

The pressure around the prince suddenly dropped, but he soon figured it out.

Forget it. As long as he can get close to her, he can be a substitute. Sooner or later, he will be able to replace her.

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Mingnan didn't sleep well that night and had a lot of strange dreams.

The person in the dream was Mu Yanshan one moment and Xiao Yanshan the next.

She was originally hugging Mu Yanshan, but the next moment her face became Xiao Yanshan's. He sneered and said, "I knew you were just using me as a substitute."

"I hate you!"

Mingnan woke up suddenly in fright.

She sat on the bed, breathing rapidly, and when she touched her forehead she saw it was covered in cold sweat.

She gnashed her teeth and said, "Damn you prince, you won't let me go even in my dreams."

205: [Thinking about something during the day, dreaming about it at night, hehe~]

【Get lost.】

Mingnan lay down and wanted to continue sleeping, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He simply got up to practice swordplay and sort out his future plans.

Now that the prince is in good health and more competitive, unless something unexpected happens, Xiao Che will have no chance of becoming emperor.

But this is far from enough.

She would take away everything he had.

She made a sword-shaped gesture, and her mind gradually became clear.

She remembered that at this time in her previous life, Xiao Che saved a man. That man's family was harmed by a corrupt official. He luckily managed to save his life and went all the way north to file a complaint. He was nearly killed outside the city and was saved by Xiao Che who happened to pass by.

Seeing that he was talented, Xiao Che vindicated his family, and later this man became his confidant. It can be said that in addition to the help of the original owner and the imperial teacher, this man also played an indispensable role in Xiao Che's ability to finally overthrow the other princes.

He did have the talent to govern the world and was upright and incorruptible. Later, he had an argument with Xiao Che about the original owner's affairs and was deceived by Xiao Che. Later, when Xiao Che came to power, he found a reason to demote him far away.

In this life, she wants to get ahead of Xiao Yu and pull people to her camp.

She put away the sword and counted on her fingers. There were still five days before the man showed up, so she had to tell the prince.

She suppressed her chaotic thoughts and spoke eloquently.

"Write a letter and have someone deliver it to the prince."

Miaoyan wondered: "Why didn't the Saint write it herself?"

Mingnan: “…”

She was afraid that the prince, that psychopath, would hide her calligraphy and read it in the middle of the night!

205: [Don’t tell me, please don’t tell me. I think it’s possible. He’s a bit crazy and a bit foolish, the kind of foolish man.]

Mingnan: [. ]

She pursed her lips and remained silent for a while, then said nonchalantly, "My handwriting is ugly, and I'm afraid he will laugh at me."

Miao Yan: "Ah? The prince is not that kind of person, right?"

"Don't judge a book by its cover. Just write it." Mingnan waved his hands.

Miaoyan nodded, not quite understanding, "Oh, okay."

So the two of them went to the study, Mingnan said Miao Yan should write it, and then he would pack it up and send someone to deliver it to the prince.

The prince was very happy when he received the letter, but when he opened it and found that it was not Mingnan's handwriting, his smile disappeared immediately.

But after seeing the contents of the letter, his face brightened up again.

Lian Jue was confused as he watched from the side. Why was he laughing and angry at the same time? What was written?

He couldn't help asking. The prince glanced at him and said with a smile, "The Saint asked me to go horse racing outside the city."

Continuous decision: "???"

Why did he seem to detect a hint of bragging?

The prince ignored him. He lowered his head and read the contents of the paper again to make sure he was right. He noted the time and happily went into the palace to pay his respects to the emperor.

…

Five days later, at the time of Shen, Mingnan was waiting at the city gate on his steed.

"Sorry for the wait."

The prince rode up from behind on his horse. Mingnan heard the voice and turned around to look. The prince was dressed in a red suit, looking handsome and energetic.

Mingnan's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

The prince smiled, walked up to her, tightened the reins and asked, "Does it look good?"

Mingnan nodded honestly, "It looks good."

The prince smiled even more.

"Okay, let's go, run a lap and come back."

Mingnan said, flicked the reins, and whipped the horse lightly, "Go——"

Prince: “???”

He was like a peacock trying hard to spread its feathers, but the other party just took a look and ran away.

He gritted his teeth and laughed angrily, "Okay."

"Drive——"

Two horses galloped one after the other in the afterglow of the setting sun.

One white and one red, they are like two flowers falling in the wind, floating in the vast sky and earth.

Soon, the red color was as fast as fire, rapidly approaching the white color.

Mingnan glanced at him sideways, her long hair flying in the wind. Seeing this, she chuckled, "Bibi?"

Prince Lang smiled and said, "I'll accompany you to the end."

"Come on, then."

Mingnan leaned forward slightly and said, "Drive——"

The horse spread its hooves and galloped wildly, as if it was flying into the wind.

That feeling of freedom is fascinating.

The prince looked at the smile on her face and was almost infatuated with it.

My heart beats wildly to the rhythm of the horse's hooves.

"Drive——"

He increased his speed, and the distance between the two of them became very close. When the prince was about to overtake Mingnan, Mingnan caught up with him. When Mingnan was about to overtake, the prince chased after him again. It was evenly matched between the two, and finally they ended up driving side by side.

The sound of horse hooves echoing in the wilderness makes people's blood boil.

Seeing the forest ahead, Mingnan slowed down.

With a quick glance, he keenly saw a hint of black.

"Hey, there seems to be someone over there——"

【It’s just the right time.】

The prince raised his eyebrows, "Who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone faintly shout, "Prepare to die!"

"Oh no! Someone is going to commit a crime!"

Mingnan reached for the whip at his waist, and when the horse approached, he whipped it out and shouted, "Stop!"

The whip was so powerful that the sound of it breaking through the air was frightening.

The prince's eyes flickered.

The next moment he heard a scream coming from the bushes in front of him: "Ah——"

"Who is it?!"

"Help--"

Mingnan pulled the reins suddenly, the horse neighed loudly, raised its front hooves high, and then dropped them heavily, scaring the people in the bushes.

There was a flash of cold light in the corner of his eyes, Mingnan frowned, and was about to take action when suddenly an arrow shot out from the side, piercing a man's arm with a "whoosh".

“Ahhhhh—”

"Who dares to move?" the prince asked coldly.

There was a sudden commotion in the grass. It was obvious that they didn't expect that there was someone else on Mingnan's side.

Mingnan dismounted and pushed aside the grass. He saw a ragged man crawling over to him. "Help... Help..."

Mingnan immediately leaned over and supported him, "Can you still hold on?"