Sobbing Master Zhao wiped his tears with the back of his hand while cursing softly. When he got off the horse, his legs and feet were weak and he almost fell.

The servant hurried over to hold him up and said, "Sir, are you okay?"

Master Zhao kicked him and said, "Do I look okay?"

"I was really scared just now." He Yan said, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on racing with you, you wouldn't have been scared." She apologized very sincerely with full of apology, "I hope you won't take it to heart."

Compete? What can he compute? The other person is his savior, how can he compute? Master Zhao forced a smile, but he was still holding back his anger. He looked at the culprit's mount, which was still chewing the grass, and was furious. He waved his hand and said, "This gluttonous beast almost hurt me. Drag him out and chop him up! I'm going to chop him into pieces and make jerky horse meat!"

He Yunsheng frowned slightly, and He Yan's smile also turned cold.

For a general, horses are not only mounts, but also comrades-in-arms who share life and death. They cannot speak, but they carry soldiers into battle. They cannot communicate, but they will neigh in sorrow after their masters die, or even starve to death.

They are loyal to their masters, just as their masters love them.

The young masters of the rich lands have never experienced the cruelty of the battlefield, so they cannot understand the comradeship between man and horse. Even people are divided into noble and lowly, so a beast is not worth his hesitation. Just kill it, why bother about other things.

"...This is a good horse," said He Sui, who consoled him, "Young Master, please think twice before you act."

"This is my horse." Master Zhao was just feeling upset when He Sui bumped into him. He laughed and said, "I can do whatever I want." He pulled out a dagger from his waist, flashing with cold light, and said, "Not only do I want to kill you, I'm going to kill you here!"

The dagger's handle was inlaid with a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg, and the scabbard was also made of gold, extremely gorgeous. Now the tip of the knife was pointed at the horse that was chewing the grass. The horse didn't know that its owner had already made up his mind to kill it, and it was wagging its tail, looking leisurely.

A murderous intent flashed in Master Zhao's eyes, and he suddenly thought of a good idea. Since the horse had frightened him and made him lose face, he could kill it right here, which would not only vent his anger, but also show his bravery and save some face.

He shouted at the boy, "Catch it for me!"

He Yan's palms moved slightly, and he unconsciously climbed onto the iron stick at his waist.

She couldn't... couldn't watch the horse die because of her. If she did it, there would be no reason.

The horse was held down by several servants. The leading servant turned around and shouted, "Master, Master, we have it held down! Master, take action now!"

Master Zhao walked forward with a dagger in his hand, aiming at the horse's neck, and the knife was about to fall with a cold light -

"Bang--"

With a crisp sound, something fell to the ground, as if metal and stone collided. He Yan quietly retracted his outstretched hand. But he saw that the dagger in Master Zhao's hand had already fallen, and Master Zhao was holding his wrist, crying "Aiya, aiya".

"Who? Who is it?" He jumped in pain and cursed, "Who the hell hit me!"

"It's me."

Someone's voice came from behind me.

This voice... He Yan's heart moved slightly, and he turned around to look.

But I saw two more people coming from behind, both riding horses. The young man on the left was wearing a licorice yellow round-neck slanted-lapel gown. He wore this attractive color very vividly. His lips were red, his teeth were white, his smile was bright, his pupils were clear, and he had a rare childish innocence. He was a young man with high spirits.

As for the young man on the right... He Yan's eyes lit up.

It was spring, the willows were as green as new, the ice and snow had melted, and in the city full of spring scenery, people were picking flowers, brushing the willows, and walking on the flowers.

The young man in yellow was already very handsome, but this young man's eyebrows and eyes were even more beautiful than his. His face was like a beautiful jade, his eyes were like bright stars, his eyes were gentle in shape, but slightly raised at the end, like autumn water reflecting a reflection, which was a charming and good-looking face, but because of his eyes, he looked cold as ice.

He was as lively as a young man, wearing a silver crown on his head and long black hair. He wore a riding suit of the color of white grass, with a delicate red bird embroidered with gold thread on the collar, which made him look very imposing. He wore black and blue long boots and a crystal sword at his waist. He rode a white horse with golden reins, and was very handsome. At this moment, his right hand with distinct joints was playing with a dark green scent bag, which was tinkling.

What a handsome and graceful young man from Wuling!

He Yan was quietly praising him in her heart, but suddenly she felt something was wrong. In a split second, she lowered her head abruptly, and her white veil swayed slightly, covering her bewildered eyes.

All that was heard was the flattering and fearful voice of Mr. Zhao: "It turns out to be Governor Xiao... Excuse me."

He Yan's mind suddenly flashed back to a spring day many years ago, with orioles singing and swallows dancing, and willow trees swinging in the courtyard. She looked up in confusion, and saw a handsome young man in a white robe and golden boots lowering his eyes from the treetops. Although his expression was full of impatience, he still looked very heroic.

The spring is lazy and the weather is beautiful. He is like a beautiful woman in a painting, dimming the spring scenery of the whole city.

Xiao Jue, Xiao Huaijin, her rival in her previous life, former classmate, and also the famous commander of the right army, General Feng Yun.

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珏: jue, second tone

Uncle is out, do you still want to dive? [wrinkle eyebrows]