Song Ran changed into riding clothes.
She took off her gorgeous beaded hairpin and swung her steps, her jade crown was raised in a high ponytail, and her wrists were tied with thin crimson ribbons. She was full of heroism.
Because he was traveling in private, others did not know the identity of the person in the carriage. This time Chen Chaobai did not shy away and got into the carriage with Song Ran.
The carriage moved forward slowly.
Neither of them spoke a word the whole time.
Song Ran was thinking about today's scene in her mind, and Chen Chaobai's attitude towards Liu Yunqi made her quite confused.
Chen Chaobai was able to find out Liu Yunqi's relationship with Arnold and Miss Jiang's family. Naturally, he could also find out Liu Yunqi's past with the Song family. Could it be that he was jealous?
Song Ran was shocked by her thoughts.
"Is Wang Ye's attitude just frightening my brother?"
Chen Chaobai smiled when he heard this: "Brother? The princess has quite a few brothers."
"That's natural. If the prince is willing, Song Ran can also call you brother. Zhaohua and I -"
"But I just want to be the princess's husband." Chen Chaobai leaned over and said in Song Ran's ear. Song Ran's whole body was stiff with shock, and she tried hard to lean back, but there was the wooden pillar of the carriage behind her.
If possible, Song Ran would want to jump off the carriage at this moment.
She should have just rode her horse to the carriage in the countryside.
Sitting all the way made her legs and feet feel uncomfortable, and her mood became even more uncomfortable.
"Song Ran is not the only princess in the Chen Kingdom. In a few days, princesses from all the vassal families will come to pay their respects to the Empress Dowager. Why don't you think about it again?"
Chen Chaobai leaned back on the back cushion, touched his chin, and looked at the blushing Song Ran with interest: "The princess always thinks about this king."
Chen Chaobai picked up the teapot and made a cup of tea for Song Ran. Song Ran took the cup, glanced at the water in the cup, hesitated for a moment, and drank it.
Chen Chaobai saw Song Ran being so cautious and laughed dryly: "Princess Princess, are you afraid that I will poison you?"
Then he picked up another tea cup and poured himself a cup.
The slender fingers with well-defined joints held the tea cup and waved it in front of Song Ran's eyes to show her innocence.
"That's not the case. If I die, the prince will not get what he wants. I guess the prince is not that stupid."
"Oh?" Chen Chaobai looked at her suspiciously.
"Your Highness Prince Xuan, why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"
"The princess is so aware of herself, and I am deeply gratified for her husband."
"you--"
Just when Song Ran was riding a tiger and unable to get off, Bai Qi's voice sounded outside the carriage.
"Your Majesty, Princess, the racecourse has arrived."
Bai Qi opened the curtain and saw the two people facing each other in a tense situation. The princess was still blushing. She took a deep breath and giggled in confusion.
It was almost time to arrive at the racecourse. The steward of the racecourse was already waiting at the door.
"Is there anyone else at the racecourse today?" Chen Chaobai glanced at the empty racecourse and asked casually.
The steward of the racecourse leaned over and replied hurriedly: "Earlier, Mr. Jiang from Taifu's family took several young ladies on horseback to the bamboo forest in front, and they have not returned yet."
"Miss Jiang's family is here too?" Chen Chaobai looked meaningfully at Song Ran aside.
"Yes."
Chen Chaobai had a smile in his eyes, "It's a pity that Mr. Liu won't come."
Song Ran glanced at him helplessly.
"Go and get the horse that the emperor gave me yesterday."
The steward of the racecourse hurriedly waved his hand and hurriedly advised: "My lord, this horse has a strong temper, so be careful. We, the little ones, were up half the night after all the trouble yesterday."
"Why are there still horses that you can't tame?"
"As for the prince, the young ones are able to make a living here thanks to the blessings of the nobles. In terms of horse training skills, I am afraid they are not even half as good as the prince."
"I don't dare to accept such a high title." Chen Chaobai said this, and suddenly looked at Song Ran: "But the princess can do it."
Then he introduced to the racecourse manager: "This is Princess Anyang from Nanjun."
When the steward of the racecourse heard this, he immediately respectfully bowed his hands to Song Ran and said loudly: "Young man, I have met the princess!"
Song Ran waved her hand and motioned for him to get up.
The steward of the racecourse continued: "I heard that all the equestrians in Nanjun Palace are superb. Today, thanks to the blessing of the prince and the princess, I can see it with my own eyes. I am very lucky for my third life."
The horse slave below struggled to pull the fierce horse over. The horse's mouth kept biting the horse's rope, and its hooves rubbed against the ground and refused to move forward.
Song Ran strode forward, took the whip from the horse slave, pulled the saddle, and jumped up. At first the horses were disobedient and spun around in circles, and the whole place was filled with dust.
Chen Chaobai's eyes darkened.
He knew that Song Ran did this on purpose, to make him look disgraced.
The racecourse steward's hands were fluttering in the air, waving away the dust in front of Chen Chaobai.
Bai Qi hid behind Chen Chaobai, covering his mouth with his hand, "Cough-cough-"
"Haha——" Song Ran smiled crisply.
Song Ran held the reins in her hand and clamped her legs firmly on the horse's ribs. She waved the riding crop in her hand, and when she whipped it down, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.
Song Ran galloped away with his horse.
After running for a while, I saw that Chen Chaobai did not follow.
The horse suddenly braked, raised its front legs and stood on its hind legs.
She pulled the rope to control the horse, turned the horse's direction and stopped.
A smooth flow, there is no clue that this horse is the fierce horse mentioned by the racecourse steward just now.
"It's wonderful, it's wonderful."
There was praise from everyone behind him.
These are the young ladies of the Jiang family.
"The princess's horse skills really make Zhiru admire her."
Chen Chaobai rode another horse and ran over.
Everyone greeted him.
"It's rare to see the princess's heroic appearance today. I wonder if we are lucky enough to be able to learn from the princess."
Song Ran raised her eyes slightly, and there was a flash of consideration in her eyes: "I wonder how Miss Jiang wants to compete?"
"Zhiru." Mr. Jiang frowned and scolded.
"Chongyan, don't ruin everyone's happiness."
Chen Chaobai rode his horse and walked around the people around him. After thinking for a moment, he said with a smile: "According to my wishes, it is better for us to ride together from this way to the west of the bamboo forest, and then go back when we reach the west stream. Don't talk about exchanging ideas, just take a walk with me."
Chen Chaobai asked Song Ran tentatively: "I wonder what the commander-in-chief is doing?"
Chen Chaobai said so, so naturally Song Ran could only obey.
She just wondered what Jiang Zhiru wanted to do?
The manu waved the flag in his hand, and the thunderous hoofbeats of the horses roared, raising a cloud of dust.
Song Ran took the lead, tumbling with hooves and shaking the mountain. She raised the riding crop in her hand, turned her arm, and the riding whip fell sharply, moving fast and high-spirited.
Jiang Zhiru was unwilling to fall behind others. Holding the horse rope tightly, the whip fell heavily, the sound was clear, and each whip was more fierce than the last.
"Zhiru." Young Master Jiang Jiang Chongyan's face changed drastically and he shouted worriedly.
With a neighing sound, Jiang Zhiru's foal seemed frightened. It suddenly rushed out, spread its hooves, and ran wildly deep into the bamboo forest. It even surpassed Song Ran.
Jiang Zhiru turned pale with fright and shouted miserably: "Brother, brother."
"Drive, drive!" Song Ran glared hard with her feet, pinched the horse's belly, and the horse followed.
Song Ran chased after him, walking alongside Jiang Zhiru's horse.
She turned sideways and reached out to grab Jiang Zhiru's reins, but because the distance between the two horses was a little far away, she couldn't reach it after a long time.
At this time, Jiang Zhiru was already scared out of her mind, her eyes were blurred, and only her hands were still holding the reins tightly. Her feet had detached themselves from the stirrups, and her body was swaying with the jolting of the horse, and she was about to fall off the horse.
Song Ran couldn't care so much anymore, and with a sudden heartbeat, she turned sideways and pounced from her horse.
She hugged Jiang Zhiru and rolled on the ground twice.
When the people behind saw this, their hearts tightened.
Seeing that Song Ran stood up and patted the withered yellow leaves stuck to her body, she felt relieved.
Chen Chaobai stopped his horse, jumped off the horse, hurried forward, took Song Ran's arm and checked back and forth.
Song Ran was embarrassed and her face turned red: "Your Highness King Xuan, I'm fine. Let's take a look at Miss Jiang first. She must have been frightened by the crazy horse."
Chen Chaobai ordered several horse slaves to chase the two horses that were running away. The rest of the people stopped, dismounted, and gathered around to check on Jiang Zhiru's injury.
Jiang Zhiru curled up on the ground, completely helpless. Ignoring the pain of my fingers being scratched by branches and leaves, I was trembling and unable to calm down. When she got off the horse, she was held in Song Ran's arms, and her body was actually fine.
The messy hair was soaked with tears and stuck to her cheeks in an extremely messy state.
Jiang Chongyan knelt down, wiped the tears from Jiang Zhiru's cheeks with his hands, and took off the dead leaves stuck to her bun. Then she tore a small piece of cloth from her clothes and bandaged her bleeding fingers.
Jiang Zhiru burst into tears after regaining consciousness.
Jiang Chongyan was heartbroken.
He turned his back to everyone, ignoring that Chen Chaobai was still present, and shouted sternly: "Where is the steward of the racecourse? Didn't I say that this horse is very docile?"
"The little one deserves to die, the little one deserves to die." The steward of the racecourse hurriedly knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice.
Jiang Chongyan stood up and kicked the racecourse steward. The steward folded his arms in pain.
He raised his foot again, but was grabbed by Jiang Zhiru from behind.
Jiang Chongyan turned around and looked at the tearful Jiang Zhiru on the ground.
"Brother, I'm fine. It's fine."
Jiang Chongyan knelt down and helped her up.
She stumbled forward a few steps and suddenly fell to her knees on the ground.
"Jiang Zhiru thanks the princess for saving her life."
"Miss Jiang. If it weren't for me, the others would help." After saying that, she leaned down and took her arms with both hands, trying to help her up.
"Jiang Chongyan thanks me again on behalf of my sister." He clasped his hands and bowed respectfully to Song Ran.
Song Ran was actually a little puzzled by what was so thrilling about this day.
For example, why did the horse go crazy? For example, why was Jiang Zhiru hostile to her in the first place?
Chen Chaobai had already done the first thing for her. When leaving the racecourse, she vaguely heard Chen Chaobai telling the racecourse steward to investigate the horse.
As for the second thing, she should find an opportunity to ask in the future.
