Chapter 212 Persecution
After Wei Zhen brought Zong Zhenglin's Chenfu over, Mu Xiyao's eyes suddenly lit up. On weekdays, Chenfu is kept in the palace, and it is extremely difficult to get close to it. Zong Zhenglin sent a special person to raise the Zhaoye jade lion in the prince's mansion, but Mu Xiyao has seen it a few times. It's just that there is no need to ride a horse, and she has never had the heart to control it.
"Chenfu has a strong temper and is a pure-blooded BMW. People who are not determined will not be envoys." Mu Xiyao was eager to try, and Zong Zhenglin had to remind him first. In my heart, I may not feel that she can tame the pucker.
"Your Highness," Mu Xiyao took the reins of the horse, touched Chenfu's head with her hand, and turned around to give Zong Zhenglin a bright smile, "This time, it's Your Highness looking at my concubine." After finishing speaking, Shun Shun didn't turn her head Dangdang led Chen Fu to the field, walking lightly and heroically.
In front of Zong Zhenglin, all that remained was the glowing look she had when she looked back. After a little silence, he took Wei Zhen back to the curtain and took his seat.
"Your Highness, just now Master Yao is proficient in leading the horse, it doesn't seem like he has never learned riding skills." Although Wei Zhen was surprised that Chenfu was so obedient, what was even more shocking was that the side concubine easily took the reins from him Leaving in style.
Zong Zhenglin's sword eyebrows slightly raised, and the phoenix's eyes shone brightly. Mu Xiyao has not only learned riding skills, but just looking at her gestures of controlling the rein and the posture of Chen Fu, one can tell at a glance that it is a posture that can be mounted immediately at any time, and it is also formed by a person who is good at horses for a long time instinct.
Looking at Mu Xiyao's petite figure standing next to Chen Fu, Zong Zhenglin was thoughtful.
At this time, the center of the racecourse has been rearranged. Twelve colorful flags are scattered and scattered along the roadside, fluttering in the wind and making a sound of hunting. Zong Zhengying and the others were already riding on the horse, holding the reins and moving around in small steps.
"The side concubine didn't get on the horse, but she found out again?" Princess Chaoyang sneered, feeling jealous of Mu Xiyao for stealing the limelight.
"I heard that my sixth younger brother rides Chen Fu, and his temperament is notoriously stubborn. It's better not to force the side concubine." Show off your quick tongue. What he looks forward to the most is that the news that comes is confirmed to be correct, that Mu's riding skills may not be really good.
"The concubine feels it, not necessarily." Mu Xiyao raised her eyebrows, and instantly tightened the reins in her hands, and her left foot, which was wearing a riding boot, collapsed on the stirrup and lightly borrowed force, and she was already flying in the air. The slender and straight right leg brought up a pomegranate red hem, and flashed across the air. The man who had been questioned by the women just now had landed firmly on the horse's back in the blink of an eye, with a straight posture, holding the rein in his left hand, and slowly stroking his temple hair with his right hand, smiling like a flower, looking bright.
"Beautiful." Zong Zhengming watched her movements from a distance, and couldn't help applauding her. "I don't think the concubine's riding skills are superb."
Zong Zhenglin, who was seated next to him, nodded happily, but Feng Mu did not leave the person in the room for a moment. Very well, Mu Xiyao hides so deeply that it is indeed extremely difficult to detect. With such a woman by his side, life becomes more and more interesting. No matter how hard she hides, he has the patience to dig out slowly, taking a closer look at her bit by bit. It was such a pleasant surprise like today, and I will not miss it in the future.
"Why is this so?" Helian Weirui murmured in a low voice, with a tired look on his face. No matter who has tried his best, in the end, he still has nothing to do with the other party, and it is absolutely difficult to maintain his composure, and his mood is as stable as before.
"Why? It's nothing more than Zong Zhenglin covering up for her, and everyone else was being teased." Zong Zhenghan's face was kind, but the corners of his mouth showed a bit of coldness. "I didn't expect him to take such good care."
Helian Weirui had a complicated look on her face, she leaned back in the chair, and the next thing was beyond her control.
"Your Highness, the concubine is ready here, and I can start anytime." Mu Xiyao tapped her right foot lightly, and Chenfu had already stood in her position according to her intention, with her head raised high, her unconcealed arrogance couldn't be concealed.
Zong Zhengying looked at her with a sullen face for a while, then turned her head and lashed Wuju with a whip, but she didn't care about it, just beat the horse and galloped away.
Mu Xiyao opened her small mouth halfway, she has never seen such a rascal. Conspiracies and tricks are not to be played, and it is justifiable and domineering to be unruly.
"Nonsense!" Emperor Yuan Cheng was the first to show his displeasure. The princess has lost her dignity, how can she save her face? "The herald bannerman."
The flag fell, and everyone rode their horses and galloped. Mu Xiyao was dressed in red, and the catfish under her seat were black and shiny, especially the eyes of one person and one horse. The woman next to him was also carefully controlling the rein of the horse, keeping three parties careful. Only Mu Xiyao is like an arrow flying from the string, lying down and riding the dust.
Zongzheng Linjun's face darkened instantly, wishing he could catch him and come back and beat him severely. There was no one chasing after her, and Zong Zhengying's skills in front of her were barely noticeable, but Mu Xiyao didn't make any mistakes, and it only took half a game to win against her easily.
No one expected that Mu Xiyao would have such a bold side, once she let go, she would go all out.
Chen Fu made Mu Xiyao try her best to control her, she spread her hooves and ran happily, as fast as lightning. The handsome skeleton is matched with the jet-black horse mane, and there is neighing in the air, which rarely reveals pleasure.
When Zong Zhenglin controlled it, it was so powerful that it could not be resisted. Mu Xiyao has a spiritual energy on her body, which is very easy to accept. At this time, he followed his temperament and let it run, and he was so complacent that he had never felt before.
Zong Zhengying only listened to the urging voice behind her, and her heart slammed into Wuju's body. The flag was planted not far away, how could she just watch Mu Xiyao snatch it away?
Mu Xiyao was still in a happy mood, and she had already forgotten about Zong Zhengying. At this time, he glanced inadvertently, and saw the black horse's silver-white mane faintly soaked in blood. Seeing Zong Zhengying beating horses wildly, almost abusive, his eyes instantly turned cold.
Such a mad, greedy and reckless person is not worthy of black horses and horses.
"Your Highness, it's better to stop as soon as possible." Suddenly raising the volume, Mu Xiyao shouted at the person in front of her.
Zong Zhengying turned her head and glanced at her, her expression became more severe. "Tell Ben Gong to stop? Dreaming!" The voice fell, and the movements of his hands were three points heavier.
"Your Highness..." Wei Zhen frowned slightly, already seeing that something was wrong.
"You bastard!" Zong Zhenglin slapped the table and stood up, lifted the hem of his clothes, and strode away to the front of the imperial court.
Emperor Yuan Cheng faintly heard Mu Xiyao's shout, and then heard Ji Huaian's reply behind him, his face was so gloomy that he dripped water.
In the past, Dao Zongzhengying was only coquettish and willful, but now he knows that she is so stubborn. Concubine De's upbringing is really just like her, she doesn't know what to say.
"Royal Father." Zong Zhenglin frowned with a cold air all over his body, his always indifferent face.
Emperor Yuan Cheng glanced at him, and waved his hand to stop him from speaking. "Stay aside. I want to see how she will end up fighting fiercely today."
The imperial concubine lowered her eyes, hiding her gloating. Although the emperor's tone was calm as usual, but the movement of patting the table was clearly angry.
Mu Xiyao didn't stop after shouting. For a crazy person, no amount of talking is in vain.
Seeing her whip being raised high again, Mu Xiyao's face was completely downcast, and she followed suit, swiping the whip and sweeping towards the front, hitting the horse with her feet, Chen Fu raised her head and neighed, and came out.
"Bitch, dare you!" Zong Zhengying never thought that someone would attack her, let alone when she was running a horse. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, but Mu Xiyao's offense came up suddenly, and Zong Zhengying was so frightened that she quickly stopped and forcibly changed direction to avoid it.
"Your Majesty!" Zong Zhengying wasn't the only one who was frightened, even the imperial concubine broke out in a cold sweat. Shengjia Mu Xiyao dared to whip Zong Zhengying in front of him, it would be a lie to say that he was unhappy.
Emperor Yuan Cheng's expression was tense at first, but then suddenly relaxed, and his gaze towards Mu Xiyao gradually softened.
He has a clear distinction between what to love and what to hate, benevolence, righteousness, and virtue, and he is quite quick-witted. The girl had a whip in her hand and wrapped it around her wrist a few times, even if she stretched it out, it wouldn't hurt Zong Zhengying in the slightest. Seeing that she acted ruthlessly, it was just to frighten Zong Zhengying and force her to stop.
Sure enough, the corners of Mu Xiyao's lips curled up, and she was half a body behind to follow closely after she was prevented from moving. As for the flags planted by the roadside, neither of them had any intention of asking.
"From now on, the concubine and the princess will go hand in hand. How about you and I running to the finish line like this? Unless the princess is so generous that I force the concubine to grab the flag first." Mu Xiyao smiled gently, looking at her innocent face , a piece of hibiscus face becomes more and more beautiful and moist.
Zong Zhengying felt ashamed and angry. According to her opinion, if she makes a move, Mu Xiyao will definitely not let it go. Firstly, he couldn't stop her, and secondly, he couldn't run away from the woman, so he could only watch the flag go by like this, holding back his temper and aggrieved to the extreme.
The only consolation is that there is nothing left to hold her hands and feet, or at least let Mu Xiyao get nothing.
Mu Xiyao followed closely, not caring about the missed flag. If she took the lead, who knows if this crazy woman would whip the whip desperately and lose her temper. Wu Ju hurt her heart, if Zong Zhengying had an accident because of this, she would be in bad luck. It might as well be like now, the two run to the end in a stalemate, and a tie is not too ugly.
"Lao Liu, your side concubine is really smart."
Emperor Yuan Cheng stroked his beard and nodded, very satisfied with Mu Xiyao's behavior. In terms of controlling people's hearts, that girl is as good as her riding skills. It is not difficult to run ahead without any scruples like Zong Zhengying, but it takes a deep foundation and superb skills to follow steadily.
Zongzheng Lin's phoenix eyes flashed brightly, and he suddenly remembered a remonstrance given to him in the Fifth Dynasty, "The side concubine cherishes her life very much, so she will never play with her life. Your Highness should try to trust the side concubine. "
Sitting at the prince's seat, Zong Zhenghan chuckled suddenly, "Wei Rui, you said before that you would not lose to Mu Shi. If it were you, would it be possible to do this?"
The wonderful Mr. Mu. Seeing that Zong Zhengying couldn't let go of utilitarianism, she didn't dare to take the flag hastily at the risk of being overtaken by her, and insisted on such a stalemate all the way. And Mu's original intention, to protect Zong Zhengying's black horse and BMW, was really fulfilled by her, and she did it beautifully.
Zong Zhenglin's luck... is damn enviable.
Helian Weirui remained silent, looking at the speeding woman in the arena for the first time, feeling an incomparable fear.
Looking back at the Sixth Highness who was standing with hands behind his back in front of the curtain, Helian Wei suddenly realized that maybe she had found the wrong way in the first place.