On the second day, the weather was not very good. Gray clouds covered the sunshine, making it a bit breathless and gloomy.

Su Rong glanced at the sky and said to Fuying with some worry: "Ah Ying, it's windy today. I'm afraid there will be heavy rain at night. Let's hunt for a while and then return to camp. Otherwise, the mountain road will be slippery and it will be too slippery."

Danger."

There was a bit of a desolate chill in the wind. The girl subconsciously wrapped her cloak tightly and nodded: "Okay."

Chirp seems listless today, and will occasionally make small and floating movements with its front hooves. If a stranger comes near, it will make an unpleasant snort.

"Chirp, chirp, hoo..." Fuying gently stroked the horse's lustrous mane with her palm, trying to comfort it.

But the horse suddenly shook its head and began to swing wildly. The girl ducked on the horse and pulled the reins hard to maintain balance. The next moment, a strong arm stretched out, grabbed the reins and pulled hard.

Pulling forward, the horse's front hooves quickly scraped the ground, then lowered its head and became obedient again.

Fu Ying turned her head and saw the handsome face of the man who was training the horse for her. After firmly grasping the reins, she was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

Ji Jiu is such a delicate horse, and he will raise his hooves in resistance whenever he sees a stranger. Even he dares to offend his father, but he is very tame by Pei Yan.

However, the situation in Tweeting today is not good.

"Thanks to the superb medical skills of Dr. Song, I feel much better, so I came to serve you." The young man said, looking down at the listless and exhausted horse, feeling a little worried. Last night, his right eyelid had been

Jumping seems to indicate something bad.

Pei Yan replied to her like this, Fu Ying didn't doubt that he was there, but looked at the thin clothes on the young man's body and frowned slightly. It was windy today, and there seemed to be a scratchy hook hidden in the cold air. In such weather, he seemed to be getting sicker and sicker.

Unbearable.

The girl reached out and took off her cloak, and slowly handed it to Pei Yan. Her voice was light and soft: "I have just recovered from my serious injury, so it's better not to blow the wind."

This action almost stunned Pei Yan. He raised his head, looking a little puzzled, a little uneasy and surprised at those smiling almond eyes. On his small white hands, there was a crimson cloak. Just like that, he looked towards

Hand it over yourself without any deviation.

Fuying looked at the young man's wet eyes, thinking that he was too frightened to accept it, so she bent down slightly and put the cloak on his shoulders.

Yun Ye, who had been standing aside with her head bowed, was even more surprised. She didn't understand why the master favored this little slave so much. Her tone suddenly became sour: "The weather is so cold, please go get another one for Your Highness.

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"No, after a while of horseback riding and hunting, you will inevitably get sweaty, so don't wear a cloak."

The young man still didn't move. Fuying looked at him and waved her hand in front of him. Then she woke him up and said to him: "Put it on and let me see."

As soon as these words came out, Su Rong on the side couldn't hold it anymore: "Pingyang, don't bully others too much! Compare me to you!"

Pingyang looked at her with evil eyes: "Su Rong, who do you think you are? How dare you talk to this princess like this!"

Su Rong couldn't help but wanted to reply, but was stopped by Fuying. She looked at Pingyang steadily and said, "I'll apologize if I win you, right?"

Pingyang seemed to have heard some big joke. She raised her head and laughed. Her second sister, who was delicate and frail, had never been good at riding and shooting. She was different. Her mother was a general, so she was naturally not bad at it. How could she be?

Lost to a sick man?

"Of course, once a word is made, it is hard to follow it."

"Okay, I'm willing to compete with you." The girl agreed angrily.

The smile on Pingyang's cheeks was a bit contemptuous. After a pause, her eyes were fixed on the handsome little slave. Such beauty was many times superior to those around her. It was no exaggeration. Pei Yan was the only one she had ever seen.

The most beautiful person.

"But if you lose, you have to give me something."

Fuying asked: "What?"
Chapter completed!