The Thirteenth Princess

In that car, Zuo Yuan pulled Xiu Huang who came unwillingly, and brought him to the race course.

Seeing that Zuo Yuan had let go of him, Xiu Huang did not think about leaving either. He only cupped his fists and bowed to Duan Yunfei, "Thirteenth Princess, I heard that the next day will be your Growing Age Ceremony. I did not expect to see you again in the next few days."

Mu Chuyang didn't mind, but when his gaze swept past Zuo Yuan, he naturally saw Xiu Huang, who was standing beside her.

"Hey, Zuo Yuan, why did you bring this disease out again?" Mu Chuyang stood in front of Duan Yunfei, as if he was covering for her.

Actually, Xiu Huang was not really a sickly person. It was just that amongst the few of them, Xiu Huang did not like to dance around with blades and spears.

Thus, in the eyes of these people, the inactive Xiu Huang was indeed as weak as a sickly seedling.

Xiu Huang was not annoyed by Mu Chuyang's words, he only cupped his hands and bowed, "After not seeing you for a few months, Duke Mu has become more and more imposing."

"Tch, what about the little fatty? "Why haven't you come yet?" Mu Chuyang did not accept Xiu Huang's question. Even though this proton had never done anything bad, due to his anger towards Xiu Heng, Mu Chuyang had not given him a good face in the past three years.

After saying Cao Cao Cao, the moment Mu Chuyang finished speaking, a shadow quickly ran over.

The figure of the newcomer was very tall and big, but he also appeared to be very fat and skinny. Some killing intent could be vaguely seen on that face, but it did not have the feeling of an assassin. It was more like a soldier that had been on the battlefield.

Wu Shan was running over to him, but he did not catch his breath the moment he stopped. If one were to observe carefully, one would realize that Wu Shan's breathing was very normal, as if he had not moved at all.

"Thirteen, little prefecture lord, Miss Left, Sir Xiu Huang, I'm sorry that I came late." Wu Shan greeted everyone and even smiled at Xiao Yang who was standing behind him.

Seeing that everyone was present, the few of them did not linger. Each of them picked a horse and went to the field.

Mu Chuyang rode on his white horse and stood beside Duan Yunfei's horse, while Duan Yunfei was currently comforting the red and brown horses below him. After all, if the riders and the horses did not establish a good relationship, an accident might happen to them.

Initially, Xiu Huang had planned to stand at the side and not participate, but Zuo Yuan was tugging at him. Helpless, Xiu Huang could only choose a more docile black horse.

Zuo Yuan chose a strong looking brown horse. Before Zuo Yuan even got on, the horse was already getting impatient.

Just like Mu Chuyang, Wu Shan had his own horse, so he sat on it very properly. In a short period of time, only Zuo Yuanyuan was left standing on the ground, not riding her horse.

Wu Shan was not far behind them so he naturally noticed Mu Chuyang's actions. He lightly patted his horse's belly and walked to the other side of Duan Yunfei, "That's right, Thirteen, why don't the three of us go run around for a while. We still have Sir Xiu Huang to accompany us."

Duan Yunfei thought about it for a moment and felt that it made some sense. She nodded her head and the three of them smacked their horses and ran out.

Just when Zuo Yuan was thinking about how to go up, she heard a few gusts of wind by her ear and looked up. She could only see three figures running out.

"Hey!" "No way, why did you leave me alone?"

A man's voice sounded from the side, "Has Miss Left forgotten about this one?"

Turning her head, Zuo Yuanyuan saw Xiu Huang, who was sitting on a horse and looking down at his from above, and immediately became even more furious: "Why are you still here?"

Xiu Huang chuckled, "Since that's the case, I, Xiu Huang, will also take my leave first."

"Ai!" "Wait here for me. Wait for me on my horse before you leave." Zuo Yuan suddenly pulled on Xiu Huang's ropes, the black horse seemed to be startled, and its hooves anxiously kicked on the ground.

Xiu Huang sighed, seeing that Zuo Yuanyuan did not manage to get on the horse's back a few times, he flipped and got off his horse. Then, he pulled his horse in front of Zuo Yuan, "Miss Left, why don't you ride on mine? Based on your actions right now, you probably won't even be able to get on this horse after the three of them run three or four rounds."

Zuo Yuan naturally knew that Xiu Huang's words made sense, but it would be difficult for her to be weak. Thus, he snorted coldly, and with one leap, he mounted her brown horse and with a whimper, swung it around.

Seeing that, Xiu Huang knew that the horse wanted to shake the man on its back off. Without thinking too much, seeing Zuo Yuan swaying left and right, Xiu Huang immediately went over and caught her from the horse.