"I'm just a horse trainer."
The girl put her hands behind her back and held an iron-tipped club, swaying mischievously, with a relaxed tone.
"Yan Yan?" He Sui was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "What are you talking about?"
He Yan didn't even look at He Sui, he just stared at Zhao Gongzi and said, "Do you want to?"
Zhao Gongzi is a person who loves fragrance and jade. Although this girl is covered with gauze, her eyes can see that her face is not bad. Besides, she doesn't reach out and slap a smiling person. Her voice is clear and she is also a beauty. Just go ahead.
"I don't know, girl, this horse has a strong temperament. If he gets hurt because of this, he will be very annoyed." He kindly reminded him, conscious of his graceful demeanor.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the girl smile. The next moment, he felt a flower in front of him, and the vermilion dress seemed to be flying over, bringing a scent of fragrance. Looking up again, He Yan was sitting upright on the horse's back, holding the reins.
The horse was originally pulled by He Sui, but He Sui didn't expect that He Yan would suddenly get on the horse. When his hand was loosened, the rope fell, and the horse was frightened. He neighed and jumped up.
"Yan Yan—" He Sui screamed, and He Yunsheng was also taken aback.
He Yan didn't panic, she simply let go of the reins, and only grabbed the mane on the neck of the fierce horse. She grasped it firmly and tightly, no matter how hard the horse struggled, it would not fall off. A strange sound came out of his mouth.
Strangely, gradually, the fierce horse no longer struggled, and the jumped front hooves also returned to the original place, and slowly became quiet.
The crowd was amazed.
"Yan Yan, come down quickly-" He Sui's heart finally fell to the ground, and eagerly reached out to He Yan, "Don't fall."
He Yunsheng finally came back to his senses. The young man bit his lip, his face turned pale, and his voice was a little trembling, "You... Come down quickly! Don't you die?"
"Hahahaha," Zhao Gongzi, who had been in a daze, suddenly burst out laughing, "I didn't expect the girl to be really a good hand. Since that's the case," he also got on his horse, "How about accompany the girl?"
The end is very graceful.
He Yan smiled slightly, "That son, be careful, I said, I'm a horse trainer." After saying this, she stretched out her hand, patted the horse's butt, and the horse flew away!
"Why don't you use a whip?" Zhao Gongzi murmured, then whipped the whip, "Go!"
Two horses splashed smoke and dust on the track, leaving a stunned crowd.
He Sui slowly turned her head and looked at He Yunsheng, who quickly defended, "Don't ask me, I don't know when she learned to ride a horse!"
He Sui was in a dream.
His own daughter, he knows best. He can barely know how to draw and calligraphy, chess and calligraphy, and he is well-dressed, but when it comes to horseback riding and swordsmanship, let alone proficiency, as long as he hears the name, it is not bad to roll his eyes. He Yan likes those gentle and elegant sons, and likes drinking tea, talking about poetry, and watching flowers under the moon. She keeps these rough things away, for fear of breaking her delicate skin.
But her posture of turning over and getting on a horse is so skilled, as if she had done it thousands of times, and she was used to it, even better than his father. So is that fierce horse. She is as obedient as a kitten under her hands. She doesn't even need a whip? How did she do it
He Sui looked at the figure on the runway.
The fierce horse that He Sui couldn't tame was as agile as the wind under He Yan. She had a graceful posture. Because she was wearing a long skirt that was inconvenient, she pushed the long skirt aside to reveal the trousers inside. Unspeakable fallout.
Zhao Gongzi couldn't keep up with her.
Zhao Gongzi was a little annoyed.
He came to the school grounds to show off, not to lose face. Fang Cai He Sui made him very happy, but what happened to this girl? He can't lose to a woman, and the horse the woman rides is a fierce horse that has not been tamed. Is he going to be laughed at
Absolutely impossible!
Suddenly, Young Master Zhao felt a competitive spirit in his heart. He beat the horse under him even harder. The horse was in pain and rushed forward, seeing that he was about to surpass He Yan.
That's right, that's it, looking at the figure of He Yan getting closer, Zhao Gongzi couldn't help but be proud. He learned to ride horses at the age of seven. After so many years, how could he still be inferior to a woman
His horse finally surpassed He Yan.
Zhao Gongzi laughed loudly: "Girl, you have to work harder!"
"Young master is so brave," He Yan's voice was a little surprised, "It's the first time I've been caught up by someone."
As she spoke, her fingers stroked the swaying iron-headed stick around her waist. Young Master Zhao's horse was in front and her horse was at the back, so she was so impartial that one end of the iron-headed stick stabbed the horse's buttocks.
No one noticed these slight mistakes, except for the horse under Zhao Gongzi.
The horses were frightened, and suddenly staggered, Zhao Gongzi was caught off guard, and when he loosened his hand, the whip rolled down. The next moment, the horse under him did not obey the command and ran forward, Zhao Gongzi was at a loss, tightening the reins, completely useless.
"Stop, stop!" he screamed, dizzy from being tossed on horseback.
A woman's eager voice came from behind, "Master Zhao? How are you, Master Zhao?"
"Save... save me!" Zhao Gongzi was so frightened that his voice turned into a cry, "Tell it to stop!"
In the distance, He Yunsheng frowned and said, "What happened? How did I hear the man surnamed Zhao shouting for help?"
He Sui was startled, but when he saw the end of the runway, among the two horses running towards them, Young Master Zhao's horse was in front, but he didn't have a whip in his hand. Instead, he hugged the reins tightly and cried. He Yan, who was behind him, called out anxiously, but he was as stable as Mount Tai on horseback
"Master Zhao's horse seems to be frightened." He Sui hurriedly went to the stable to lead the horse, "I'll go and help!"
"Young Master... Young Master," the little servant's face turned blue, "You can't be in trouble!"
Zhao Gongzi was screaming and howling on the horse's back, his voice was shrill, and He Yan took out one hand and plucked out his ear, it was so noisy.
Such an arrogant boy, if she didn't frighten him to death, she wouldn't be called He Yan. Back then, there were many recruits in the army who thought they were superior and talented, but in the end they didn't obediently recognize the reality. In this world, in the end, there are people outside of heaven and people. It is better to keep a low profile as a human being.
After seeing He Sui starting to bring the horse over from a distance, He Yan slapped the horse's butt again, the horse stopped, she flew off the horse, and her posture was like electricity, with one hand across the neck of Zhao Gongzi's horse. Before, the horses were suddenly blocked, their footsteps stopped, and they stood up in place. He Yan pulled the reins and shouted, "U-"
The horses quieted down.
The wind moved, rolling up the white gauze on the face, and with a startling glance, the woman's face was exposed, and it was quickly covered by a misty white.
"Okay." She said to the man who was hiding on the horse and weeping: "You can come down, Mr. Zhao."
"woo woo woo woo-"
Zhao Gongzi burst into tears.
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Yan Yan, the so-so girl [covers face] The next chapter's uncle is officially on the stage~