Chapter 138 Saving the Paranoid Prince 30
But even such a bright and gentle tone could not conceal the gloomy and coldness in his dark eyes.
It gives people a very contradictory sense of conflict.
At this time, Minister Jiang's daughter also came up.
Miss Jiang stepped forward and said, "Master Yuan, our father is calling us over."
Miss Jiang has a gentle appearance, a rosy face, and her girlish feelings are evident in her words.
Yes, it is hard for anyone not to be moved when a man with extraordinary medical skills and handsome appearance saves you from danger.
Only Lingyao secretly shook her head and regretted.
What a beautiful young lady.
What a pity, it was a wrong payment.
Murong Jing walked forward, holding Lingyao's hand and walked into the hunting ground.
He had no intention of avoiding suspicion.
After all, most of the people present were there when he proposed last time.
Behind the two men, the Second Prince and the Fourth Prince, who had crossed their legs and mounted their horses, looked at Murong Jing with a mocking smile on their lips and glanced at each other.
After taking a few steps, Murong Jing pinched Lingyao's wrist and asked in an unclear tone.
"Do you know that person just now?"
Lingyao held Murong Jing's hand and said casually, "I don't know him. I'm just asking for directions."
Murong Jing's eyes darkened, and he said in a leisurely voice: "Really?"
The hunting ground was large, and most people traveled in groups, but there were also many people with excellent swordsmanship and horsemanship who ran alone in the front.
In everyone's eyes, Murong Jing is a useless person who can't practice martial arts or ride a horse.
So even after they got on the horses, they were just led forward slowly by the coachman.
Lingyao sat on the horse, and irritation gradually grew in her clear eyes.
What kind of horse are you riding? It would be better to get off and walk!
Lingyao pulled the reins with her fingers and pretended to say goodbye to the God of Wealth who was walking slowly beside her.
The sudden wealth that was sensed in advance made a sharp explosion.
"Host baby, wait a minute! Take us, Qiyunzi, to play together. Youth has no price. We can ride horses directly to Lhasa..."
Bao Fu kept on giving advice, and in his heart he was also making a series of complaints.
Its God, its mother, its grandmother, its jacket, its father, its grandfather, its socks, its shoes, its pants are half wet...
It was just not paying attention for a moment, and the host almost rushed up to the steel straight woman again.
Lingyao is troubled by the sudden wealth, and as youth has no price, she rides a horse straight to Lhasa.
If she kicks the horse's butt, Lord Caisheng can go directly to Lhasa.
In the end, Lingyao restrained herself and glanced at Mr. Caisheng.
He rode his horse closer to the horse driven by Murong Jing.
Then she raised her arm and flipped the man from the horse to the horse she was sitting on.
The movements are smooth and fluent.
Then the horse galloped out.
The oncoming wind blew their hair.
Lingyao steered the horse with one hand and held Murong Jing's hand on the seat with the other hand to steady his body.
After the horses had flown for some distance, Murong Jing, who was sitting behind Lingyao, finally reacted.
Somehow, Murong Jing couldn't help laughing out loud.
He took his hands off the seat and hugged Lingyao's waist tightly.
His head dropped to rub against Lingyao's shoulders and neck, and tiny laughs spilled out from his chest.
The clear voice, with a hint of smile, struck Lingyao's ears.
"You are so awesome, how come you are so awesome..."
As he spoke, he could not help but rub his head against Lingyao's cheek, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I like you."
Murong Jing hasn't ridden a horse for a long time.
Except for the dark nights, he almost never rode a horse in the daytime, on the grassland or on the hunting ground.