"You!" The Thirteenth Prince's eyes reddened with anger, and he was about to cry again. He Yue raised an index finger and shook it: "Oh dear, don't cry. Look at how old you are! The first time I met you, you cried your eyes out. And now you're still crying. They say a man doesn't easily shed tears, but you can't help but cry after just a few words. How boring."
"Seventh Sister, say less." Yan Yue heard their conversation, cold sweat dripping from her forehead. She scolded them lightly and quickly stepped forward to the Thirteenth Prince with a smile: "Thirteenth Prince, please don't take offense. Seventh Sister is just a bit straightforward and has no other intentions."
"Hmph, your sister has a much better temper than you. However, if you want me to let you go, I'll have a match with you." The Thirteenth Prince raised his eyebrows and glared fiercely at Heyue.
Heyue touched her nose. This little brat is really getting worked up. But judging from his angry little face, he probably won't give up until he gets what he wants.
Oh well, what's wrong with playing along? Just a way to pass the time.
Before Sixth Sister and Yiduli could stop her, Heyue raised her chin and snorted, "How can we compete?"
Upon hearing her agree, the Thirteenth Prince was first taken aback, then overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "In the horse race, whoever gets there first wins."
It wasn't a difficult task, and Heyue readily agreed: "Okay, but it'll be in three days. After all, I can't ride a horse, so you have to give me some time."
The Thirteenth Prince blushed slightly under her teasing gaze, as if he really was bullying the weak. He braced himself and loudly agreed, "Fine, three days it is. It's a deal. If I win, you have to kneel down and kowtow to me."
"Hmph, so what if I win?" He Yue raised an eyebrow, retorting defiantly.
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