She glared at Sheng Chuli with annoyance. "Brother, you're really heartless. Even though we're so far from the capital, you're still thinking of sending me back. Humph, you don't care about me at all."
When Sheng Chuli saw Sheng Chuhan throwing a tantrum, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
I still prefer her vibrant self.
"Here, put on your cloak. We'll take you horseback riding today. The horses for the carriage need to be changed, so you can't ride in the carriage today," Saint Chuli said.
Sheng Chuhan looked a little confused and let out a soft "Ah".
"Why change the horses? And how much time will it take? I can wait a little while." Sheng Chuhan didn't dare to trouble Sheng Chuli, afraid that he would try to send her back to the capital again.
Saint Chuli sighed. “I will have someone drive a carriage to a nearby outpost to change horses. Our march cannot be stopped. The army does not have any spare horses. If you want to walk, that is not impossible.”
The thought of walking made Sheng Chuhan feel a sharp pain in her feet.
"Brother, I'll listen to you. Just do whatever you want. I have absolutely no objections. Is this cloak for me? It looks so nice. I'll put it on right now. Brother, shall we go out now?"
Sheng Chuhan's eyes were sparkling. She had been staying in the carriage for a while, and she was actually going crazy.
She really wanted to go out for some fresh air, but she didn't dare to say it, for fear that Sheng Chuli would find another excuse to send her back to the capital.
This time, it was her own brother who suggested that she go out.
Hehe, judging from Second Brother's good mood, he probably won't be thinking about sending her back to Beijing anymore.
After getting out of the carriage, Saint Chuli jogged over to Saint Chuli.
"Brother, is this your warhorse? It looks so fierce!" Sheng Chuhan stood at a distance, cautiously looking at the tall and mighty black horse, her feet unconsciously shrinking back, as if afraid that it would suddenly charge at her.
Saint Chuli couldn't help but laugh when he saw his sister's nervous and awkward expression.
Laughter echoed in the air, making Sheng Chuhan feel even more embarrassed. She stomped her foot playfully and said, "Brother, don't laugh. I'm telling you, this horse is really fierce! I used to practice riding and archery with you and Big Brother. Of course I can ride a horse, but none of the horses in our horse farm are this fierce."
As she spoke, Sheng Chuhan frowned, trying hard to recall the docile horses she had ridden in the past.
Upon seeing this, Saint Chuli quickly stopped laughing, stepped forward, and gently stroked the black horse's head with a soft and practiced motion, as if he had a special understanding with it.
He said with a touch of affection, "That's right, this is my warhorse, and also my good friend. During these three years on the frontier, it has always been my companion through every difficult and dangerous day."
Upon hearing her brother's words, Sheng Chuhan's curiosity was instantly piqued.
She blinked her big eyes and asked eagerly, "Will it go to war with you too?"
Saint Chuli nodded slightly, his eyes becoming deep and solemn.
"Yes, it not only accompanied me to the battlefield, but it was also my comrade-in-arms. Its name is Black Wind. It was named that because its fur is jet black and shiny, and it runs extremely fast, like a black whirlwind."
I still remember my first battle on the frontier. The fighting was incredibly fierce; the enemy surged in like a tidal wave. It was Black Wind that carried me safely back to camp. That was also the first time I killed someone with my own hands…
At this point, Saint Chuli paused slightly, seemingly lost in that memory.
But he quickly composed himself and continued, “On the battlefield, it’s either you or me. If I don’t kill the enemy, I will be the one who falls, and it may even affect my comrades and the thousands of soldiers behind us. So from that moment on, I understood the cruelty of war and learned how to make choices at the critical moment of life and death.”
Hearing Sheng Chuli's description, Sheng Chuhan felt a pang of pain in her heart. "Second brother, aren't you afraid?"
Saint Chuli turned his head to look at Black Wind, touched the saddle on his body, and said in a low voice, "I was scared. I was dumbfounded when I killed the first time. Later, I became numb as I kept killing. There were endless enemies to kill, and my armor was soaked with blood. After that battle, my legs immediately went weak. Some soldiers came to help me, but Black Wind rushed ahead of them, knelt in front of me, and carried me back."
In that instant, he felt that Black Wind understood the pride in his heart.
Later, Black Wind accompanied him in dozens of battles, becoming his comrade-in-arms and a confidant who listened to his innermost thoughts countless times.
Many things that were difficult to say aloud were told to Black Wind.
Sheng Chuhan was stunned. Looking at the mature and composed person in front of him, he suddenly remembered that he was just a boy.
If he hadn't gone to the frontier, he would still be that dashing and debonair young man in the capital. Now, he has taken on the mission of protecting his country and has put away his youthful impetuosity. He has begun to think things through carefully and consider three steps ahead before taking any action.
Just then, Hei Feng walked over and nuzzled Sheng Chu Han's arm.
Sheng Chuhan froze completely.
Saint Chuli stared blankly at the interaction between the man and the horse.
Liu Teng was dumbfounded not far away, along with a group of dumbfounded soldiers around him.
"That's strange. Isn't the General's Black Wind a weapon that no one but the General is allowed to touch?"
"That's right. I personally witnessed Black Wind kick a groom who was trying to feed his horses a long way away. It has a fierce temper. Only a general could touch it."
"I know about this too. I heard that when the general first came to the frontier, many people chose this black horse, but it was fierce and no one could tame it. In the end, the general tamed it, and it has followed the general ever since, not letting anyone else get close."
"Could it really be because they're siblings? Wow, this horse is really clever; it actually knows the princess is His Highness's sister. But they're not blood-related siblings, so how did Black Wind recognize her?"
"Perhaps the general spoke to Black Wind. I reckon even if His Highness the Crown Prince comes, Black Wind will still let His Highness touch him."
"What you said makes sense."
Saint Chuhan, the assassin, was repeatedly brushed against by the black wind on his arms and hands, and he was completely stunned, unable to hear what the people around him were talking about.
"Brother, brother, brother, what, what's going on? Please save me, brother, I'm scared." Sheng Chuhan didn't dare to move, her voice trembling as she begged Sheng Chuli for help.
Compared to the Black Wind before her, the horse she used to ride was nothing.
This black wind had probably been through a battlefield; the chilling aura emanating from it made her tremble with fear, lest she be accidentally kicked away by it.
Saint Chuli snapped out of his daze, his eyes somewhat unreadable. He scolded in a low voice, "Black Wind, you've frightened the little princess."
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