Shen Ning thought of the war and drove her horse harder along the way. Unexpectedly, not long after running, she heard the voice of the Thousand-faced Young Master behind her complaining.
"What's wrong with you?" Shen Ning turned around: "The killer of Zixiao Pavilion, even if you have no skills, you are still a man, and you can't stand it after riding a horse for just a while? You don't really think of yourself as a woman, do you? ?”
There was a hint of sarcasm in her tone, and she pulled the horse's reins to make the horse run slower.
Sweat was dripping from Qianmianzi's forehead. He held the reins with one hand and supported his chest with the other arm. He complained: "I...I feel uncomfortable! It's too heavy here. When the horse runs away, the place will shake." Damn it, I really don’t know how you women can ride so fast with these two things!”
As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Ning's chest, full of curiosity.
With a "swish" sound, he received a riding crop on his neck.
"Ouch, why did you hit someone!" He shouted in pain.
Shen Ning's face sank and she said, "If your eyes are dishonest, there will be no use staying on your face."
Young Master Qianmian felt a chill in his heart, knowing that this girl meant what she said, and now that he was asking for something from her, there was absolutely no way he could be offended. He apologized and said with a smile: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have looked around, aunt, don't be angry. But aunt, can you make these two things smaller? It’s really inconvenient for me to ride like this.”
Shen Ning said with a straight face: "You haven't done what I asked you to do, and you started bargaining with me first?"
"I don't dare, Qianqian doesn't dare."
"Okay, I'll teach you a trick. Wrap the cloth tightly around your chest. Then you won't feel the bumps when riding."
Shen Ning rolled her eyes at him and whipped the horse's butt. The horse raised its hooves and ran like flying, leaving the Thousand-faced Young Master far behind in the blink of an eye.
"Yes, yes, this method is good and very simple. That girl Xiaoru once told me, but I didn't think of it!"
Young Master Qianmian hurriedly reined in his horse, jumped off the horse, found a skirt from the baggage, tore it into long strips of cloth, then found a secret place and wrapped his chest layer by layer.
After he cleaned up, he got on the horse again. This time, no matter how fast the horse ran or how bumpy it was, he didn't feel any discomfort.
"Auntie, your method is really useful."
He sped up and caught up with Shen Ning, saying happily.
Shen Ning just smiled but said nothing. She just looked up at the sun, determined the direction, and continued running south.
"Auntie, are you in such a hurry, is there something urgent?" Mr. Qianmian ran with her for a while and couldn't help but speak.
"Of course it's urgent, something urgent." Shen Ning said without looking back.
"What's an urgent matter?" Young Master Qianmian said casually, "You're not going to rush to the front line to help the Western Chu army fight, are you?"
He remembered that Shen Ning once mentioned that she was going to the front line, but he just listened and thought it was a lie that she wanted to scare him from continuing to follow, so he didn't take it to heart.
At this time, he also made a joke casually.
Unexpectedly, Shen Ning nodded solemnly.
"Young Master Qianmian is really smart. He guessed my purpose right away."
"What?"
Young Master Qianmian opened his mouth wide and looked at Shen Ning in surprise: "You... are you not kidding? You... are you really going to fight on the front line?"