King Cheng nodded: "If we don't leave, others won't dare to leave either. Let's go down the mountain first."
The steward of the racecourse nearby heard this and hurriedly sent someone to bring the horses over. Because there were so many people and there were not enough horses, he simply divided them into two groups and went down the mountain along another gentle mountain road.
"Can mother still ride a horse?" Beibei asked worriedly, taking Xiao Lingyue's hand and seeing that her palms were red from the reins, he gave her a heartache.
"It's okay, it's just a little red, it doesn't hurt."
Xiao Lingyue felt attentive and asked with a smile, "Who will sit with me, you or Hanhan?"
"I!"
"I~"
The two little guys raised their hands at the same time and looked at each other again.
"Beibei..." Hanhan looked at him pitifully.
He wanted to sit on his mother's horse.
On the way here, I had already sat in Beibei.
He has never ridden with his mother and really wants to know what it feels like.
Beibei looked at him with a little disgust, hesitated for a while, and reluctantly agreed: "Okay, just this time."
"Long live Beibei!" Hanhan cheered and hugged him, rubbing him again and again happily, "I knew Beibei was the best, I like Beibei the most!"
Know it.
I wish I could say it ten times a day.
So clingy.
Beibei thought in disgust, his ears felt a little hot, and he rubbed him against the cold for a while before reaching out and pushing him away.
Xiao Lingyue asked: "Whose horse will Beibei ride on?"
There are only two roads up the mountain, one is steep and steep, suitable only for horse racing, and the other is slightly flatter, but farther away.
Without riding a horse, it would take an hour to walk down the mountain with just two legs.
That would be too tiring.
Beibei turned his head and looked to the side, and met the man's eyes.
Zhan Beihan stood aside with his arms folded, as if he had been waiting for this moment, his eyebrows slightly raised, his expression seemed to say: Little thing, your demands are now on my head, right?
North:"......"
The little guy's delicate face darkened, and he snorted, "Dreaming!"
He will never beg him!
Beibei decisively changed his target, walked up to King Cheng, and asked politely: "Your Highness, King Cheng, could you please take me down the mountain? I can't ride a horse."
Before King Cheng had time to speak, a chill suddenly ran down his back.
He turned his head in horror and saw his third brother staring at him coldly, as if he was threatening - don't agree to him!
King Cheng: "..."
Why are you still arguing with children?
This is the son of "Shen Wan", and he is not Han Han. Why is the third brother so embarrassed?
King Cheng wholeheartedly disagreed, but the third brother was the third brother after all, and it was hard for him to refute this face, so he was a little embarrassed for a while.
When Beibei saw Cheng Wang's expression, he seemed to have guessed something and turned his head sharply.
I saw Zhan Beihan standing behind him with his arms crossed, his expression calm, as if he had done nothing.
North:"......"
The little guy didn't see anything, so he turned around with a frown, raised his head and asked again: "Your Highness, is it inconvenient for you?"
King Cheng came to his senses in a hurry: "Well, it's like this. My riding skills are not very good, and I'm afraid of having problems with you. How about... you ask the third brother? His riding skills are good, and I'm worried about leading you."
Fast and safe.”
Beibei: "I don't want it!"
King Cheng: "..."
Beibei turned his head again: "Is it convenient for Your Highness Prince Xiang?"
"It's inconvenient." King Xiang said with a smile, "My riding skills are as bad as King Cheng. Little guy, if you want to ride down the mountain on horseback, you can only ask your third brother. He is the only one who can take you."
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