Rong Yanran comforted her: "Miss Ling'er, I spoke without any restraint just now, please don't mind. If a man really loves you, he must love everything about you, and he will not care whether you can play the piano and write poetry. If he loves only a talented woman, then other talented women can replace you. You just have to be yourself..."

Her eyes were stained with a faint sadness, as if she told her, as if she said to herself, she had thought that her senior could fall in love with her and tried hard to change for him, but she never saw the deep affection in his eyes. The reason was to comfort others, and everyone understood it, but she was particularly powerless when it came to her.

Dongfang Ling's face looked slightly better, but the person on her heart liked the woman in front of her, and she couldn't like Rong Yanran.

While the two were silent, Murong An knocked outside. Seeing Rong Yanran lifting the curtain, her pair of peach blossom eyes with smiles met her eyes: "Ran'er, wait for three more incense sticks, we will arrive at a horse farm, I'll teach you how to ride a horse."

Rong Yanran looked at the handsome eyebrows and starry eyes in front of her. The gorgeous man was riding a white horse on a continent where there was no end. The dazzling light covered everything around him. He was polite and wanted to teach himself riding a horse. The illegitimate woman almost wanted to rush out of the carriage and ran to him: "Master, give me your portrait, and sign me another name."

But this scene was just thinking about it in her mind, and she replied with a smile: "Okay, thank you." Then she leaned lazily on the soft collapse again.

Seeing the expression on her face changing instantly, Murong An asked funnyly: "What's wrong, are you unhappy?"

"No, I'm very happy. Master, how long will it take for three incense sticks?" she asked thoughtfully.

Murong An's light red lips curled up a beautiful curve: "Do you want to learn now?" She nodded vigorously. "Okay, then you ride my white horse first. He understands people's minds very well and is usually very docile and will not hurt you. Ling'er, I'll ride your red horse." After he made his promise, he ordered the driver to "stop!"

The coachman stopped, and Rong Yanran got off the carriage happily, not paying attention to Dongfang Ling's resentful eyes.

Murong An personally helped her onto the horse and said to the rest: "You walk ahead first, we will chase you soon." Several people went first when they heard this, leaving them behind for a distance that was not far or near.

Dongfang Yu also heard the conversation between the two girls in the car, so he simply drove by himself and asked the driver to ride a horse, so that the conversation was saved by others. "Ling'er, the subordinates of the master are much better than the women of the master. We have been with him for many years. How many women are so admiring for him? How many people can be seen by him? Didn't the ones that caught him in the end also become princesses? But when did he give up on us?"

"But I think I treat her differently." Dongfang Ling said with a sigh.

"You used to say that my husband treats Ni Shangyu differently. He has been flirting with half of the sky for her, but what happened in the end? Women are too easily lost, and often lose themselves easily and become unreasonable. I bet that unless Ni Shangyu dies, I will not go to see her. Don't blame men for being ruthless. You have to be yourself and cherish yourself, so that men will love you and pity you."
Chapter completed!