Chapter 63 Daily question: Are you rebelling? (10)

My brain, which was not sober due to being drunk, finally returned to reason at this moment.

Feeling the pain in my body and looking at the current situation, it is impossible not to regret in my heart.

But more of it is resentment,

He didn't think he was wrong.

Today's royal family is so cowardly, why can't he say it?

"My father is a soldier of the Ministry of War." He still said bravely.

"You know, even the current emperor respects my father very much."

This is his arrogant tone.

On weekdays, he listened to many of his father's various comments about the imperial court.

"It turns out that your father didn't teach you well, so I, the general, can only teach you with difficulty."

Murong smiled, raised his hand and clapped his hands after speaking, and immediately walked in with a few people.

Without saying a word, these people stepped forward, blocked the mouths of several dandy boys, and took them away by force.

Watching his people take away the rubbish, Murong turned around and met Yan Chumiao's eyes.

"It's just a few rubbish. The princess doesn't have to feel sad about it. The minister will handle it properly and the princess will not be wronged."

"Are they worthy?" There was a hint of ridicule in the little girl's eyes.

Without those few people, nothing unpleasant happened during the rest of the meal.

After finishing the meal and leaving the restaurant, Yan Chumiao looked at the bustling crowd and suddenly spoke.

"Are you going to the racecourse?" It seemed like a casual question.

Murong agreed immediately.

"Of course I want to go."

According to what he found, the little princess had learned to ride a horse and could do it.

Could it be that you were depressed by those rubbish and planned to go to the racecourse to vent your anger?

Murong's thoughts changed several times.

"The Zhennan General's Mansion has a horse farm in the suburbs. There are no unnecessary people in it. What does the princess think?"

The royal family did have a horse farm, but now it has become the horse farm of the Prime Minister's Office. Going there will inevitably encounter a lot of officials.

Yan Chumiao didn't want to deal with those people now, so she nodded.

—

After wandering for about half an hour, we arrived at the horse farm that Murong mentioned.

Facing the mountains here, there is no hustle and bustle of the capital, and it looks very peaceful.

"Princess, I will take you to the stable to choose a horse."

Yan Chumiao jumped off the carriage by herself.

She glanced around the racecourse and said, "Let's go."

As soon as a few people entered the racecourse, someone came over with smiles on their faces.

"General Mu, you are here."

"Go and do your work." Murong waved his hand, "I don't need you here."

After hearing this, the man stopped following.

Murong walked to Yan Chumiao's side in a few steps, with a smile on his face.

"Your Highness the Princess, this racecourse minister has been here a few days ago and knows a lot about it. I wonder what kind of horses Your Highness the Princess likes?"

He thought the little princess was suitable for being docile, but what if the horse was too strong and the little princess was frightened?

"Is there anyone with a fierce temper?" Yan Chumiao asked.

"Princess, you will know after you go and see it," Murong said.

A few people quickly arrived at the stable, and at first glance, there were horses of all kinds, tall, short, fat and thin.

Yan Chumiao glanced at them one by one.

Murong was about to introduce him when he saw the little girl heading to a certain place very purposefully.

Finally, he stopped in front of a white horse.

Looking at the white horse, Murong hesitated slightly.

This horse has the most violent temper in the entire racecourse. Usually, the boys who keep it are reluctant to get close to it.

Of course, this level of ferocity is nothing compared to his roar.

But the little princess is petite and petite, can she control it?

"Your Highness, I think that horse is not bad."

Murong pointed to another horse that was also white.

Yan Chumiao glanced at it and said, "Too weak."

Murong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Her Royal Highness the Princess seems to know a lot about this aspect."

Yan Chumiao didn't speak, and Murong didn't think about stopping him.

He's there too, just be careful and pay attention.

The fence was opened, and the horse was led out by the boy. It neighed several times and tried to break free from the reins.

Yan Chumiao took the reins directly.

Murong lowered his folded hands and looked at Yan Chumiao closely.

The little girl immediately got on the horse under his gaze.

The white horse raised its front hooves high and let out a long neigh.

The little girl grabbed the reins, her expression unchanged, and the next second the horse rushed outside with her.

Murong immediately got on the horse next to him and followed him out.

He came out of the stable and saw only the back of the little girl riding a horse.

Not only is there nothing going on, it's also extremely stable.

Murong looked at it and chuckled.

But he was worrying too much.

No longer thinking about anything else, he hurriedly chased the little girl.

The little girl was really fast, and it took a lot of effort for him to get in front of the little girl.

The little girl's originally fair cheeks were now flushed with redness, and one or two strands of hair were slightly soaked with sweat, which she casually tucked behind her ears.

A pair of almond-shaped eyes were still bright and clear, but they were no longer as soft and harmless as before. The faint aura revealed made Murong slightly stunned.

"Why are you following me?"

Yan Chumiao looked at him.

"Of course it is to protect Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"I don't need it." Yan Chumiao changed direction directly.

Murong didn't chase after her this time. He just followed at a short distance, his eyes always falling on the little girl in front of him.

—

It was almost evening before Yan Chumiao returned to the palace.

This time I happened to bump into Jin Rongrong.

Jin Rongrong's face looked extremely pale and she was extremely thin, as if she had suffered a big blow.

Isn't it a blow?

You must know that Xia Qingshu has been sleeping with her under Chen Ruoxian's design in the past few days.

When Jin Rongrong saw Yan Chumiao, her eyes immediately stared over, as if looking at her enemy.

"Fifth sister's eyes are really scary." Yan Chumiao said slowly.

"Second sister, I misunderstood." Jin Rongrong said this through gritted teeth. She didn't know what she thought of, but she suddenly showed a meaningful smile.

"Second sister seems to be in a really good mood, but I don't know if she will still be in such a good mood in a few days."

After saying that, he took the palace maid and left quickly.

"Your Highness, Fifth Princess, what do you mean by this?" the personal maid asked worriedly.
To be continued...