Su Cheng snorted coldly, and rode up on the horse. Everyone stood side by side, each on a track. A moment later, a whistle sounded, and everyone rushed out like an arrow from the string!
Horse racing is not simply faster than anyone else's horse. There are various curves and obstacles on the field. Su Cheng is a good horseman. No slowdown in sight. The red clothes are ostentatious in the arena, like fire, gorgeous and moving.
If it was an ordinary person, Su Cheng would have been thrown away long ago. Fortunately, Wei Lan was already proficient in riding and shooting, and she had honed herself in the battlefield for many years, so she followed Su Cheng quietly without being pulled away.
Her face was calm and calm, and her white robe was like a crane spreading its wings. On the field, she was with Su Cheng, one red and one white, one in front and one in back, extremely eye-catching.
Xie Zichen stood on the viewing platform with his hands clasped between his black robes, silently watching the two players on the field, but his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
He pinned all success or failure on Wei Lan...
And Wei Lan, is it worth him to trust that person completely
He was silent, observing the man on the track. There were cheers and shouts all around, Wang Ning stood beside him, and sighed: "This Wei Shizi is really a character, he looks weak and weak, but he is so heroic when riding a horse, he is really a good man!"
If a person who is highly expected by everyone has such riding skills, everyone will not be surprised. However, Piansheng is a contradictory character like Wei Lan.
Obviously, he should be a romantic young man who can only play the piano and paint, but he seems to be a different person when he is on the field.
With a speed like a gust of wind, even if the horse almost turned its whole body on its side, it didn't appear to be in the slightest flustered and calm. The swiftness of the horse and the indifference of the human, the magnificence of the horse and the elegance of the human, all of which compared with each other, gave her a strange contradictory beauty.
Merry and handsome.
People couldn't help being admiring and amazed, even the prince Su Xuan on the high platform looked at the figures on the track, and said to Wang Xi in a low voice: "A man should be like the prince of Wei."
Wang Xi didn't speak. Holding the folding fan, he looked at the dazzling white-clothed young man on the field, restraining his usual coquettish smile, and his black eyes were full of incomprehensible emotions.
He picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then answered in a strange way: "It's great if my daughter is like this."
His words were drowned out by the cheers of the crowd. Su Cheng and Wei Lan had already left the crowd far away. Near the finish line, everyone was waiting for Su Cheng to win the first prize. At this moment, Su Cheng's horse neighed suddenly, and then fell forward violently. ! Su Cheng's complexion changed, and he was thrown out uncontrollably by the huge force of the horse, and everyone screamed. At this moment, a plain white hand suddenly stretched out towards Su Cheng.
This is a slender, thin, fair, and even feminine hand. But at that moment, a huge force erupted, grabbed his wrist firmly, and then pulled it back, Su Cheng's whole body was pulled by another force, and at the moment of flying into the air, he was held by his waist with both hands , put it on the horse, and was immediately wrapped in his arms.
Before Su Cheng could sit still, he couldn't help but fell backwards, and just fell on the hand of the man holding the rein. The man lowered his head, looked at Su Cheng who was being hugged in his arms, and said with a half-smile, "His Highness has been telling Lan to get away, why is he throwing himself into his arms again now?"
When she spoke, there seemed to be spring water in her eyes, and peach blossoms in the corners of her eyes, which was shockingly beautiful.
Su Cheng didn't react to anything, and saw the other party let out a ride, and before everyone recovered, he rode a horse, hugged him, passed the last obstacle high, and then rushed to the finish line!
The crowd finally reacted, and cheers broke out suddenly. Wei Lan looked at Su Cheng who was stunned, and said with a low smile: "I'm going to let go, my Highness?"
Su Cheng's face flushed instantly, Wei Lan laughed out loud, got off the horse, and before everyone was caught off guard, she took three steps at a time, stepped onto the table where the peach blossoms were stored, and directly took the peach blossoms down. The eunuch guarding the peach blossoms only realized when she turned around, hurriedly caught up with Wei Lan and said, "Wei Shizi, the result hasn't been announced yet!"
Although it was Wei Lan who rescued Su Cheng, Su Cheng was His Royal Highness after all, and he entered the venue with Wei Lan. If the crown prince wanted to be biased, the first place would indeed not be Wei Lan's turn.
The eunuch was in a hurry, and the surrounding people also looked dumbfounded. Su Cheng sat blankly on the horse, watching the man in the white robe walk towards him with a peach blossom in his hand.
The light fell on her, dizzying her whole body to shine, she ignored the people around her, and went directly to Su Cheng, raised her hand, and handed the peach blossom to him.
"The peach blossoms are gorgeous, the beauties are shining, and Lan presents them with flowers. May His Highness forgive Lan for being rude today, okay?"
The audience was quiet, and those with better hearing could hear Wei Lan's words. Xie Zichen's face was sullen, and he listened to Wang Ning beside him saying: "It's going to happen! Your Highness the Third Highness hates others to talk about his feminine appearance!"
Xie Zichen pursed his lips and broke down.
To save people is to save people. After doing so many messy things, do you feel that there are not enough troubles? !
Everyone thought that Su Cheng was about to go into a rage, but suddenly the corners of Su Cheng's lips twitched. That smile was gorgeous and moving, with a mixed coquettish beauty, which made Wei Lan's heart skip a beat.
Then I saw Su Cheng take the peach blossom, sniffed it lowly on the tip of his nose, and said in a hoarse voice: "Wei Shizi's flair, this king has seen it today."
Seeing him sniffing the peach blossoms, Wei Lan couldn't help feeling a lot happier, put her hands on her sleeves with a smile, and said with a smile: "Your Highness doesn't like it?"
"No."
Su Chenglang laughed out loud: "This king thinks that Wei Shizi is very interesting, how about asking him to go boating on the lake and have a drink some other day?"
"Your Highness invites you," Wei Lan raised her hand, saluted, and said with a smile, "Lan, it's disrespectful."
Su Cheng smiled, said no more, and drove away. After leaving the arena, Su Cheng's face turned cold, and he said to the guard who came to wait for him, "Go and check immediately to see if Wei Lan did it."
"Yes." The guard nodded and left quickly. Wei Lan glanced across Su Cheng lightly, then slowly swept across the crowd, and fell back on Xie Zichen as if inadvertently.
Xie Zichen stood on a high platform in black clothes. Even though there were people all around him, he was still recognized at a glance.
He is like a proud crane, a proud leopard, noble and elegant, and there is great power in his silence.
He stared at her, his gem-like eyes were icy cold, like stagnant water, calm and calm.
Wei Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly remembered.
No, the peach blossoms are for Xie Zichen!
He must be angry looking at her like this! !
If Xie Zichen knew what she was thinking, he would probably kneel down in his heart again.
At a time like this, who the hell cares about these broken peach blossoms! !
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Summary of today's chapter:
Prince: Wei Shizi is so handsome
Wang Xi: It would be great if Wei Shizi was a girl, my heart is pounding.
Su Cheng: This pervert is so damn handsome that he exceeds my bottom line!
Wei Lan: I'm so happy to have teased another beauty, but what should I do if the lord at home seems to be angry
Xie Zichen: Who the hell cares about these broken peach blossoms? !
Xie Tong: Master, don't you feel bad when you say this
Xie Zichen: I can't take that, Dye Mo.
Dye Mo: I'm here to kiss and thank Tong.
Xie Tong: ...