On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

Chapter 121: Horse Farm, Hand Slipped

Yanyan, do you know that your casual words are exactly the same as the scene of the horse racing between the king and Luo Luo back then?

You really have good intentions. I don’t know where you got this gossip from.

He grinned bitterly, and the deep feeling of longing surged up again.

Whispering softly: "Lolo, my good Lolo, where are you? I really miss you."

Mu Wanyan naturally heard it. She raised her whip and smiled at Pei Mochen. "Brother Chen, I am your Luo Luo. Am I not right beside you?"

The afterglow of the morning light shone on Mu Wanyan's fair face, highlighting her elegant figure while riding a horse. She was wearing an elegant riding outfit, with her long hair fluttering in the wind, as if she had merged with the world.

Pei Mochen was stunned. He stared at Mu Wanyan blankly. After a while, he blurted out: "Princess Xichang is thoughtful. She even imitated Luo Luo's demeanor exactly."

Mu Wanyan no longer had any expectations of him, so she didn't feel disappointed at all.

She rode the little white horse to Pei Mochen and swung the whip at his fierce horse, "Then Brother Chen, come and race with Luo Luo!"

The wild horse raised its head and let out a long neigh, then raised its front hooves and ran out with a whoosh.

Poor Pei Mochen didn't even have time to react before he was carried by the fierce horse. He barely clung to the horse's back and held the horse's mane tightly with both hands, fearing that he would be thrown out if he was not careful.

The wind whistled past his ears, and his heart instantly jumped into his throat. If it weren't for the eighth-level martial arts to protect him, today would definitely be his death anniversary.

"Brother Chen, can you run faster? Luo Luo is about to catch up with you."

Pei Mochen wanted to say that he had done his best to avoid falling to death. But Mu Wanyan played Luo Luo too realistically today, and he really didn't want to ruin this hard-earned atmosphere.

So he quickly pulled the reins, stood up straight, and tried to force a handsome smile towards Mu Wanyan: "Look Luo Luo, Brother Chen can go even faster."

Just as he wanted to continue showing off, Mu Wanyan was already riding alongside him on her little white pony.

"Brother Chen, can it go any faster?"

Pei Mochen: "Of course, my horsemanship is one of the best among the princes. Even generals who kill enemies on the battlefield may not be better than me. Yanyan, look at me, I...ah——"

Mu Wanyan raised her whip and whipped Pei Mochen's horse hard, saying loudly, "Then go faster."

There was a flash of cruelty in Taohua's eyes. She really regretted teaching him to ride a horse when he was a child. All her efforts were wasted.

The horse was frightened and neighed as it ran forward. Pei Mochen was almost unable to sit still because of the bumps on the horse's back. He held the reins tightly and tried to keep his balance, but the horse's speed was getting faster and faster, and Pei Mochen's center of gravity was getting further and further away from the horse's back.

Finally, the wild horse swung its tail and Pei Mochen was thrown high into the air.

Although he had the eighth level of martial arts skills, he was so sick today that he was unable to rely on force to maintain his balance.

At the critical moment, Mu Wanyan jumped down from the little white horse and gave Pei Mochen a force, thus catching him.

Due to inertia, the two of them retreated to the horse farm fence together.

"Brother Chen, I'm frightened."

"Please don't be in trouble. I don't want to become a widow."

There was a wicked look in her peach blossom eyes. It was clearly a word of concern, but it sounded more like a curse.

This was the first time Pei Mochen heard disrespect from Mu Wanyan's mouth, and he also saw provocation in her eyes.

He thought she was very mean, but he couldn't get angry at all. He even thought she was a little cute.

His heart was stagnant, and all kinds of complicated emotions surged out. He seemed to like her more and more.

"Your Highness always jokes with me, and now it's your retribution, isn't it?" Mu Wanyan cursed and pretended to be angry, but then she wiped the sweat off his face in a sickly manner.

Pei Mochen's eyes darkened instantly. The peerless beauty so close to him was tempting him like a deadly poison. His frightened heartbeat and the unique fragrance of Mu Wanyan made him want her very much.

Mu Wanyan moved closer and closer, wiping his sweat. Pei Mochen's breathing became heavier, and he really thought that Mu Wanyan was going to kiss him.

Finally, she simply closed her beautiful almond-shaped eyes tightly and waited for the exciting moment.

"Pa." A heavy slap hit Pei Mochen's face directly. "Sorry, Brother Chen, my hand slipped."

A hint of panic instantly appeared in her peach blossom eyes, and Mu Wanyan hurriedly used a handkerchief to wipe Pei Mochen's face.

He said with a guilty look on his face: "There is dirt on your face, let me wipe it off for you."

Pei Mochen knew that she was seeking revenge for the strangulation a few days ago, but he didn't blame her at all.