Saint Chuli's voice was somewhat cold, "Your hands are ice cold, yet you say they aren't? Are you that afraid of me? Three years ago, when we went on a picnic, your horse had an accident, so I let you ride on mine. You said I was riding too fast and you were scared. Later, when you rode on your older brother's horse, you were all smiles, not as timid and hesitant as you are today."
As Saint Chuli spoke, his tone became somewhat aggrieved.
Sheng Chuhan nestled in Sheng Chuli's arms, her ears filled with the strong, resonant beat of his heart, completely oblivious to the strange tone in his voice.
She thought of that scene from three years ago and snorted, "Second brother, how dare you say that? The reason my horse had an accident was because it was scared out of control by your arrow. Besides, you ride horses so fast, you can't even see people clearly, so I wouldn't dare ride your horse."
"Besides, when I laughed with my eldest brother, it was because I was laughing at your stupidity. You didn't shoot the rabbit, but you scared my horse instead. How dare you bring this up, second brother?"
Upon hearing this, Saint Chuli coughed twice to cover his embarrassment.
"Ahem, now that I'm riding a horse, do you think it's safe?" Saint Chuli changed the subject.
Sheng Chuhan said in a low voice, "The speed is okay now. Before, it was too fast. You couldn't even hear me when I spoke to you."
"Oh? What did you tell me?" Saint Chuli asked in surprise.
Sheng Chuhan pouted, "I told you to slow down."
“Then I’m slow, aren’t I? You see, I’m very slow now, aren’t I?” Saint Chuli replied.
Sheng Chuhan emphasized, "It's because you didn't hear me clearly that the Black Wind slowed down. You wanted to hear me clearly, not because it slowed down after hearing what I said."
Saint Chuli insisted, "I did hear what you said, which is why I slowed down Black Wind."
Sheng Chuhan was speechless, unsure of what to say for a moment, and decided she didn't want to continue this boring topic.
"Brother, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep. Please ride slowly." After saying this, Sheng Chuhan took the initiative to pull Sheng Chuli's cloak in front of her, covered herself, buried her head in Sheng Chuli's arms, and closed her eyes.
Saint Chuli asked Black Wind to slow down a little more.
Sheng Chuhan had been staying in the carriage for the past few days, but she was always afraid that she might do something wrong and Sheng Chuli would send her back. Now that she was in Sheng Chuli's arms, she felt at ease and fell asleep quickly.
Saint Chuli glanced down at Saint Chuhan, a slight smile playing on his lips, and continued walking forward.
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