"Be careful. It's better to be in the city than here. There's flat ground everywhere."
Nie Wenxun's voice was filled with laughter.
Her waist seemed to have been burned. Cheng Jingyu hurriedly pulled his hand off. When she looked at Fu Yanci again, he had already turned his face away.
There are only cold and hard lines on the side of the face, showing no emotion or anger.
"Oh—Prince Wenxun is a hero who saves the beauty. He always pays attention to the princess's feet. It's not like us who didn't notice at all."
"Yes, if His Highness hadn't reacted quickly, the princess would have fallen."
"Is the princess's foot okay? Why don't you let His Highness carry you to have a rest?"
There was teasing laughter from the side, most of which had some evil intentions.
No one in Kyoto knew that the emperor wanted to marry Cheng Jingyu to Nie Wenxun.
Now that they are almost recognized in Kyoto, maybe after the matter between the prince and the Yu family is settled, it will be time for their marriage.
And today's horse racing is just a nice thing to say.
The horse race turned into a spring banquet, and it was hard not to guess that Nie Wenxun did this just to make Cheng Jingyu happy.
Of course there will be booing.
How could Nie Wenxun not know what they were thinking, but he definitely didn't mean it just now.
But Cheng Jingyu was really in danger just now, so he could only hug her waist in desperation.
He was about to speak out to explain, but someone spoke faster than him.
"If you are too busy now, why not prepare for the horse racing later? Although it is just entertainment, losing will not look good, right?"
Cheng Jingyu's voice was not loud, but it was quite chilling.
The tone seemed to say: This princess is in a bad mood, so it's best not to mess with her.
A group of noble gentlemen are like eating flies. They dare not say anything anymore. You push me and I push you away.
Cheng Jingyu turned around and sat down at the table.
The fruit snacks and various tea drinks on the table are quite abundant.
But Cheng Jingyu didn't care about this. Her ankle seemed to be twisted when she tilted her head just now.
It's not serious, and it doesn't hurt at all. She may be fine after resting for a while.
Nie Wenxun followed over again: "Aren't you going to say hello to His Highness the Fifth Prince? This man seems to be quite sad because of Xiao Heng."
That's what he said, but everyone knew that Cheng Jingyu and Xiao Heng were not close friends and they liked to quarrel.
Nie Wenxun's words were referring to Xiao Heng. It is self-evident to whom he actually refers.
Cheng Jingyu smiled coldly: "His Royal Highness Wenxun has been really worried lately. When will the horse racing start?"
"What, you want to play too?"
No wonder Nie Wenxun was surprised. Although Cheng Jingyu was born in a general, she should at least be able to do it.
But she had always grown up in a boudoir, and she didn't like to fight or kill.
Horse racing can be considered dangerous, if not intense.
It would be unexpected if she were to play.
"Otherwise?" Cheng Jingyu was confused: "Am I going to drink tea dressed like this?"
Since she was out to relax, she wanted to have a good time.
When riding a horse, the wind blows past your ears, and the feeling of galloping and coldness can make you intoxicated and throw away the worries of the past few days.
But Nie Wenxun was still worried: "Why don't you just have tea? A group of men will hurt you again."
He felt that he, the prince, really had enough to worry about.
But Cheng Jingyu obviously didn't know how to do it. She raised her chin slightly and said arrogantly, "Everyone depends on their ability."
Although she may not be considered to be the best in horseback riding and archery, beating her is not just a matter of words.
Just as he was talking, Su Yi had already brought Cheng Jingyu's horse over.
A black horse that is actually taller and stronger than the average man riding it.
There is a braid on its ponytail, and the tuft of ponytail hair is red.
It's a very pure horse with blood, and it's probably hard to buy even if you have money.
Nie Wenxun became interested instantly and walked over to touch it: "Where did such a pure BMW come from? What is it called?"
"Black and red." Cheng Jingyu was quite proud of the horse: "My father gave it to me and I tamed it."
Training a horse is not easy, especially such a fierce horse, and it requires more than just patience.
It seemed that Cheng Jingyu was not as idle as he usually saw.
And Black and Red quickly attracted a bunch of onlookers.
Xiao Yi was the first to bear the brunt and even forgot about what he was still sad about: "What a beautiful horse!"
He couldn't put it down and touched everywhere, and even dragged Fu Yanci over: "Isn't that right? It's been a long time since I've seen such a beautiful horse. Even in the Royal Racecourse, you may not be able to pick one out!"
Fu Yanci was uninterested. He was pulled by Xiao Yi and got very close to Cheng Jingyu.
Their shoulders were almost touching.
Everyone gathered around to look at the horse. Although they did not dare to squeeze Cheng Jingyu, Xiao Yi was not very eye-catching. His shoulders were neither light nor heavy, so he pushed Fu Yanci to one side.
Fu Yanci's shoulders were completely touching Cheng Jingyu's.
"..."
The cold fragrance on his body came unexpectedly, and it was so close that Cheng Jingyu felt dizzy.
The two of them had not spoken a word today.
Cheng Jingyu ducked to the side, keeping the shoulders apart.
This action was actually almost invisible, but Fu Yanci's eyes were still much darker because of it.
What exactly does Cheng Jingyu's attitude of being aloof from each other mean?
"Princess has been very proud of herself recently," Tang Weiyang, who was standing on Cheng Jingyu's right, suddenly said, "I got what I wanted and stole the show."
Her voice was not loud enough that only the two of them could hear her clearly.
Tang Weiyang had dressed herself up today, wearing pink bow sleeves and fine powder, which made her look good.
It was easy to follow Fu Yanci.
Cheng Jingyu chuckled: "It's not as good as Miss Tang. The color of this lipstick must be a new color that has been snatched up in the Western Regions recently. I didn't expect it to be used so quickly."
If Xiao Shenggao hadn't given her a box of colors like this, she wouldn't have known about it.
This lipstick is more grape-purple than the Western Regions. It was a tribute from the Western Regions to the royal families of various countries this year.
Even the queens in the palace may not have it, and ordinary people have no use for it.
It's obvious how Tang Weiyang got this box.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yanmo treated her well and even traveled thousands of miles to deliver such a precious tribute to her.
It's no wonder that Tang Weiyang is dedicated to working for Fu Yanmo.
It's a pity that Fu Yanci doesn't know. If he knew... would he be sad?
Qingmei, who they grew up together with, is nice to him openly, but secretly...
Tang Weiyang's face looked really ugly.
Cheng Jingyu actually knew!
This piece of lipstick is indeed a tribute. It was all because of his ability to deliver news to Fu Yanmo, so recently he traveled thousands of miles to send it to him in order to praise him.
Originally, she just wanted to use it in front of Fu Yanci and found it exciting.
Anyway, men don’t pay attention to the color of women’s lipstick.
And she is also preparing to run a horse race today. The color of this lipstick can make her look more capable and sharp.
In this way, Nie Wenxun should be even more impressed by her!
But Cheng Jingyu actually had something to say!
She forced a smile and said: "Princess, are you kidding me? This is just an ordinary lip balm sold at a stall outside. It is not as good as the one commonly used by princesses. You are not mistaken, right?"
Cheng Jingyu looked over in this posture.
Not only that, she also raised her hand to pinch Tang Weiyang's chin, looked at it for a moment, and said lightly: "I misjudged it, it is indeed a bargain."
I don’t know if I’m talking about people or lipstick.
