Song Zhiyu was just bored with nothing to do, so when Niu Pan’er invited him, how could he decline? This was a great opportunity to get a close-up look at, no, et the renowned Prince Dingbei.
Go, he must go.
But, why did he, soone who could ride a horse, need to be taken along by soone else?
Song Zhiyu clung to Yuan Yi’s waist, twisted his body, and his backside was almost split in two from the jostling.
Damn, riding a horse for them is like sprouting wings, they go too fast.
"Master Song Si, please don’t move around, or you’ll fall off and get crippled," Yuan Yi reminded him while riding.
If it weren’t for the Commandery Princess insisting on bringing this pansy herself, he wouldn’t have brought him along, look how his precious horse, Little Red Bean, is getting exhausted.
Song Zhiyu: "If I fall off, you can just wait for the Prin... the Commandery Princess to dismiss you!"
Letting soone fall off while taking them horse riding, what good is that guard?
Yuan Yi turned back and glared at him.
Dismiss , does he really think he’s that important!
Oh ho, trying to outstare ?
Song Zhiyu glared back, let’s see who has the bigger eyes.
Yuan Yi: "..."
Pansy, won’t cry until he sees the coffin.
Just as he was about to do a little sothing to scare him, Niu Pan’er, who was riding a horse’s length ahead, shouted back, "Yuan Yi, are you okay? If not, I’ll take him."
Yuan Yi gritted his teeth, how could a man admit he can’t handle it?
Have to manage even if he can’t!
"Commandery Princess, I’m fine, no need to trouble you."
"Alright then, be careful, don’t let him get hurt, or I won’t be able to explain to Madam Song."
Yuan Yi almost wept at that, this wasn’t the kind of Commandery Princess she should be, so weepy.
Song Zhiyu didn’t realize he dodged a scare, hearing Niu Pan’er’s orders, muttered, "The tomboy is quite considerate."
"What did you say!" Yuan Yi slightly turned his head.
Song Zhiyu hugged his waist tightly and laughed, "Nothing, just praising you!"
Hmph!
After two hours, Song Zhiyu lay panting on the horse’s back, his butt was about to blossom!
"Can you get down?" Niu Pan’er asked with a big smile standing in front of the horse.
Song Zhiyu glanced at her and gritted his teeth, "Of course I can."
Beside him, Yuan Yi fed candied sweets to Little Red Bean, rolling his eyes.
Not to belittle this Young Master Song, he’s just a pretty face with no strength, couldn’t even lift a shoulder, just from horse riding, he probably couldn’t even dismount.
Let’s see how long he can keep up the act.
Yuan Yi’s eyes twinkled mischievously, and he flicked Little Red Bean’s eyelid with his finger, causing it to lift its head in pain.
"Ah."
Suddenly moved, Little Red Bean made Song Zhiyu, who was just about to climb down, tilt his body and start to fall.
Oh shit, this ti it’s over, his butt won’t just blossom, he’ll really end up in pieces!
Yuan Yi smugly curled his lips, but in the next second, his smile froze.
"Be careful."
Song Zhiyu closed his eyes, but the vision of him falling face-first never happened; he opened one eye halfway, t with a pair of smiling eyes.
Brows arched, full of joy.
Song Zhiyu felt the back of his ears heat up, wiggled a bit, his whole face blushed red, gritting his teeth, "Put down!"
Oh heavens, oh earth, the hero-saving-damsel story shouldn’t always be flipped on him.
A grown man falling off a horse into a woman’s arms, ahhh.
He had no face to live with!
Niu Pan’er steadily put him down, saying, "Be careful, if you get hurt, I’ll have to plead guilty to Madam Song."
"It’s not like you’ll die from a fall, look how worried you are." Song Zhiyu’s legs trembled but he still forced a dismissive snort, shouting at Si Xi who was still retching not far away: "Si Xi, are you done vomiting? If you are, get over here."
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