Da Ni'er lay sprawled on the horse's back, mainly because her father had brought her some sesame seed cakes, and she hadn't eaten enough earlier. Huo Xiaolong glanced back at his two girlfriends a few times and said...
"Don't you find it dirty, Ni'er?"
"I'm starving! My fourth brother didn't feed me. Did you guys eat last night?"
"I ate. I ate noodles."
"Do you think we're being a bit unethical?" Huo Xiaolong continued to ask.
In the grasslands, duels are always one-on-one, and no one else can interfere. Yalan Feng died under mysterious circumstances; he'll probably be suffocating in the underworld.
"You absolutely have to help me! I'm injured, seriously injured!"
"The scenery deep in the grassland is beautiful. I didn't have a chance to really appreciate it when I rushed over," Da Ni'er said, pointing ahead.
"That river produces pearls. Next year, a group of people will be there harvesting clams."
"We'll come back then."
"Okay."
The girl in red armor was a little anxious; she wanted to get home quickly to let her know she was safe. Meanwhile, Da Ni'er was still casually eating behind her, and hadn't grabbed her waist.
As Huo Xiaolong spurred his horse to accelerate, the dark-skinned girl was jolted twice and rolled onto the grass. Fortunately, the soil nearby was soft, and she only felt a slight pain in her legs.
"Huo Xiaolong!"
The girl turned around and saw her friends sitting on the ground, each holding a sesame seed cake. She scratched her head a little embarrassedly and said...
"I was wondering why the horse was running so fast, turns out you fell to the ground."
Da Nier, who was pulled onto the horse
Give me the reins, I'll ride.
"No, I won't stand next to your brother's head. Hold me tighter."
Huo Xiaolong shook his head so hard it was like a rattle drum; she wasn't scared, she was genuinely disgusted.
Against a backdrop of clear blue skies and water, a bright red-clad young woman and a dark-skinned grassland maiden ride together, their beauty like a gentle autumn breeze that touches the heart.
"Long'er, do you know what I was thinking when I was captured?"
Da Nier wrapped her arms around Huo Xiaolong's waist and whispered in his ear, her voice a little loud, otherwise no one would hear her, or the wind would carry it away.
"What are you thinking about?" the girl asked back.
"I think you and Sister Kid will definitely come to save me."
Is my mother worried?
Neither of them were particularly good at getting emotional, so Da Ni'er changed the subject.
"Aunt Wang waited for you on the city wall all day..." Huo Xiaolong didn't say the rest, leaving the dark-skinned girl behind him, smiling happily.
“I don’t like the Great Yan, and I don’t like the grasslands, but I cherish my home, my father and mother, and the Fengyue Tower.”
"I knew you would take me back."
Huo Xiaolong remained silent. There would be no next time; she would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen again.
The Huo family father and son, along with the people from Fengyuelou, gathered here with their troops. As the red-armored girl rode in, Hou Xiangxiang rode forward and carefully examined the two of them.
"Are you alright?"
"No," Huo Xiaolong replied.
“I have it,” Wang Dani’er continued, sticking her leg out from behind the girl.
"Little sister, please take a look at me quickly, my leg is getting more and more painful."
The girl in white reached out and touched it, then spoke.
"Your leg is broken, because your brother beat you up?"
"..."
"..."
Huo Xiaolong was too embarrassed to say whether he had lost face by falling down.
I started riding horses when I was little, and I could even fall off a horse while carrying someone.
"It's nothing serious. I'll fix it for you when we get back. You'll just need to wear a splint for a month."
The two girls nodded, and the girl in red armor waved her flag.
"Let's head back to camp! Thank you all for accompanying me on this journey. I'll treat you to drinks and meat later!"
"Thank you, Miss Huo!"
"Miss Huo is so generous."
"He's definitely more generous than our general, hahaha."
Don't you generals even know how little money you have in your pockets? You call yourselves generous? That little bit of money each month isn't even enough to support your families.
When Da Ni'er was carried by the army doctor to the tent where Ping'er and the others were, the women finally felt relieved. However, when they saw the ten fingers wrapped in white gauze, they couldn't help but curse the Fourth Prince a few times.
"How is that damned bitch?" Ping'er asked.
"Don't worry, Da Ni'er, once your sisters are better, we'll definitely avenge you. We'll tie him up in front of you and vent your anger." Huan Lü lay stiffly on the bed, her back slashed several times by the Xiongnu, and was speaking with great enthusiasm.
Looking at it this way, I realize I'm the only one in the whole room who can get out of bed.
Da Nier looked around and saw that her older sisters' lips were a little dry, so she hopped on one leg and poured a glass of water for each of them.
"It's alright, sis, my brother's head has already rolled."
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