After Du Haiyan and Du Zhiqing competed twice, it was already evening, and the setting sun was already slightly visible on the horizon.
"Okay, okay, I lose to you." Du Haiyan rode his horse and walked slowly to the field aside, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Du Zhiqing: "Well, I really can't compare with you.
, let’s end today’s competition here.”
"Ah, why did you give up so quickly?" Du Zhiqing raised his eyebrows and seemed to feel a little unhappy: "In the past two games, you haven't beaten me. You don't want to win another one.
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"No, no." Du Haiyan had already got off the saddle and onto the ground, shaking his head, "Compared with this, I am really not as good as you. No matter how many times I compete with you, I will probably lose."
"Brother, don't get off the horse." Du Zhiqing was still on the horse, pouting unsatisfiedly: "I haven't had enough fun yet. Why don't you compete with me two more times?"
Du Haiyan did not agree to her, but just sat back on the stone pier, shook his head, looked at her, and smiled half-jokingly: "This is your strength. If I compete with you again and lose to you, I won't be able to do it."
Do you want everyone to see my joke?"
"Look, there are so many people watching here. Just save some face for your brother. I can't let everyone think that I'm not even as good as my sister. Just let your brother go this time."
"Oh, okay." Du Zhiqing glanced at it and sighed, still a little unsatisfied: "Really, I haven't had enough fun yet."
As she spoke, she raised her head again, moved her gaze to Xiahou Wandai, and raised her smile again: "Wandai, why don't you come and compete with me for two more games."
Xiahou Wandai quickly waved her hand and refused: "No, no, I really can't do this. Cousin, your ability to grab thorn flowers is second to none. No one can beat you."
Du Zhiqing was still unwilling to give in and asked her further: "Please accompany me for two more games. I haven't had enough fun yet. This time I will let you take a step ahead of me. How about it?"
Xiahou Wandai still didn't agree, but just shook her head: "I can't do it if you ask me. Whether it's horse riding or martial arts, I'm not as good as you. I can't compare with you."
"Can……"
"She can't come with you, but I can come with you!"
Du Zhiqing opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Mo Jianchen.
Mo Jianchen stood up from the stone pier and took two steps forward with a smile on his face: "There has never been a competition like grabbing the thorn flower before. This is my first time coming into contact with this kind of competition. Why don't I do it?"
How about I compete with you?"
After hearing what he said, Xiahou Wandai hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Senior Brother Mo, you can't follow your cousin..."
Mo Jianchen thought that Xiahou Wandai stopped him because he was afraid that he didn't understand the rules of the competition, so he turned around and said to her briskly: "It doesn't matter, although I haven't practiced before, but I just watched
When sister Zhiqing competed with brother Haiyan, she also got a rough idea."
"This competition is quite interesting. I don't mind giving it a try against sister Zhiqing. What's more, this is my first time competing like this. Even if I lose to her, it won't be a shame."
As he spoke, he jumped on the horse and shouted to Du Zhiqing: "Sister Zhiqing, come on!"
"Hey, you can't..." Xiahou Wandai wanted to stop him, but Mo Jianchen had already galloped forward on his horse.
Seeing his move, everyone present changed their expressions.
Especially He Lingfeng, whose face was full of anger. He clenched his fists and said in a trembling voice: "What on earth does he want to do? Is he going to destroy senior sister's reputation before he is willing to give up?"
Du Zhiqing couldn't help but change his expression when he saw Mo Jianchen galloping away on horseback. His eyes were frozen on the horse's back, not knowing what to do.
She turned back and looked at the people on the side with some panic, "He, I..."
"Oh, cousin, stop talking." Xiahou Wandai saw that Mo Jianchen had run far away, so she had to say to Du Zhiqing: "Senior brother Mo may not know the rules of grabbing wattle flowers. There are so many people here watching, cousin.
You hurry up and catch up with him."
"If you really let him snatch Jinghua away from you, it will really be irreversible!"
"Ah...Okay!" Du Zhiqing thought for a moment, then listened to Xiahou Wandai's words, turned the horse's head, tightened the reins, and chased Mo Jianchen.
Mo Jianchen had already pulled up the thorn flower placed on the ground, turned around and smiled at Du Zhiqing: "Sister Zhiqing, now the thorn flower is in my hands, come and grab it!"
Du Zhiqing's face turned serious. She did not catch up with him immediately, but shouted to him solemnly: "Brother Chen, we can't steal the Jinghua. Please return the Jinghua to me quickly, or else..."
Mo Jianchen was in high spirits and didn't notice the strange look on Du Zhiqing's face. He just thought it was a trick on her part.
He wanted to lure himself into the bait, but naturally he would not listen to her words. He just raised his eyes, waved the thorn flower at her, and smiled at her with an arrogant face: "If you want it, grab it yourself!"
"Drive!" he said, turned his head, and galloped off again.
"Oh, you..." Du Zhiqing frowned worriedly, with a look of worry on his face.
He didn't listen to what he said, and he couldn't hear her explanation from a distance, so he could only chase her to grab the thorn flower in his hand.
I just hope that I can catch up with him quickly and snatch the Jinghua from his hand, so that even if someone comments, nothing will happen. But if I don't snatch him away, and in full view of everyone, I'm afraid it will really end badly.
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Du Zhiqing was originally extremely skilled in this area, but because of his panic, he lost his fighting spirit and had to drive his horse to chase Mo Jianchen in a hurry, forgetting how to use his skills to snatch the thorn flowers.
There were many passers-by and knights around this piece of grass, and she seemed to feel that everyone was looking at the two of them. This scene was in full view of everyone, and her heart became even more flustered. She even stopped to control her horse.
Got it.
Her movements on the horse were wrong, and the horse was uncomfortable and did not cooperate with her movements.
For a moment, she was riding a horse in circles, unable to catch up with Mo Jianchen. The more anxious she became, the more flustered she became, and the more flustered she became, the less able she was to use her skills in grabbing the bramble flowers.
In this panic, a quarter of an hour has passed, and the Jinghua is still in Mo Jianchen's hands. According to the rules, Mo Jianchen won this round.
"Sister Zhiqing, come and chase me quickly. Why don't you chase me anymore?"
Mo Jianchen knew that Du Zhiqing was extremely skilled in robbing bramble flowers, so in order to win her, he worked hard on his horse. His horse riding skills were already excellent, and he had left Du Zhiqing behind him in a short time.
He was so focused on the game that he didn't notice anything strange about Du Zhiqing, and he was still calling happily.
The horse was severely restrained by Du Zhiqing. Under extremely difficult circumstances, Du Zhiqing drove the horse back to the original place.
Mo Jianchen turned around and saw Du Zhiqing following him, so he shook the thorn flower in his hand and smiled proudly at her: "How about it, I won you this time, right?"
At this moment, Du Zhiqing's expression on the horse had changed, and her mind seemed to be blank. She jumped off the horse, but her soles went soft and she almost fell to the grass.
Only then did Mo Jianchen realize that there was something strange about her, so he quickly jumped off the horse and walked to her side, trying to hold her shoulders and caring about her: "Sister Zhiqing, what's wrong with you? You seem to be out of shape.
,Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Before he even touched Du Zhiqing's shoulder, Du Zhiqing took two steps back, looking at Xiang with guarded, frightened and panicked eyes.
She showed such an expression inexplicably, and Mo Jianchen couldn't help being surprised. He concentrated and asked strangely: "Sister Zhiqing, what's wrong with you?"
"Mo Jianchen, you are such a despicable person!" He Lingfeng rushed forward with an angry face and shouted at Mo Jianchen angrily: "Didn't you say that you and senior sister will keep a distance and be careful?"
"Today you did such a thing in public. What do you think of your senior sister? Do you want to destroy her reputation?"
"I..." Mo Jianchen didn't know why he was scolded by He Lingfeng. He couldn't help but be even more confused. He glanced at He Lingfeng, then at Du Zhiqing, and said blankly: "I... what happened to me? What did I do?
What’s wrong?”
"Stop pretending!" He Lingfeng became even more angry and shouted at him: "You are a sanctimonious beast in clothes. If you dare to ruin the reputation of senior sister again, don't blame me for ignoring the friendship between senior brothers!"
As he spoke, he raised his palm, intending to strike at Mo Jianchen.
"Ling Feng, no!" Before he could take action, Du Zhiqing grabbed him.
At this moment, Du Zhiqing's face was full of solemnity, and there was a bit of worry in his eyes. He said to He Lingfeng in a trembling voice: "Don't cause any more trouble!"
"Senior sister!" He Lingfeng turned around and looked at Du Zhiqing's expression. He felt even more unjust and suppressed his anger: "He has done such a thing, why don't you allow me to teach him a lesson?"
Mo Jianchen still didn't understand the whole story, and he became more and more confused. He could only step forward in a daze, and said to Du Zhiqing speculatively: "Sister Zhiqing, what's wrong with you? I've never done anything to offend you.
What’s the matter?”
"Is it because I didn't follow the rules when I grabbed the Jinghua? Or is it because I was too weak to win? If it's because of this, I will return the Jinghua to you. Don't be angry!"
As he spoke, he handed the thorn flower to Du Zhiqing's hand. Du Zhiqing was at a loss when he put the thorn flower in his hand. Before she could refuse, the thorn flower was already in her hand.
The panic in her eyes became a little more intense. When she saw that the thorn flower was already in her hands, her heart suddenly trembled and her whole body shrank.
"Zhiqing!" Seeing her like this, Mo Jianchen couldn't help being shocked and quickly tried to support her.