Dayan first waste material

Chapter 25 The Imperial Banquet, Save Me!
Jun Tingyan looked at her meaningfully, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

Princess Fuling asked inappropriately, "Why did Brother Yan teach her how to ride a horse?"

Shen Sitang clearly saw Jun Tingyan frowned, obviously not liking Princess Fuling, or what Princess Fuling called him.

Banyan brother?Shen Sitang felt chills for a while, these three words really didn't match the perverted character of Jun Ting Banquet!

Jun Tingyan glanced at Princess Fuling lightly: "This hall can teach you as much as you want, why do you need a reason?"

Princess Fuling blushed, feeling ashamed.

Shen Sitang couldn't help complaining, Princess Fuling is his cousin after all, it's really disrespectful, tsk tsk... so cool!

"What are you doing there? Don't come here yet!"

Shen Sitang was still feeling refreshed, but suddenly she was called out, she trembled all over, and walked towards the Junting Banquet with heavy steps.

"Sixth brother, then you should teach Miss Shen how to ride a horse first, and take Poria over there for brother." Crown Prince Jun Shaoheng pointed towards the distance.

Jun Tingyan responded, and when they walked away, he frowned and asked her, "Where's Yunchi?"

Shen Sitang blinked, exclaimed as if waking up from a dream: "I forgot!"

Jun Tingyan looked at her indifferently: "Forgot? Why don't you put your head at home?"

Shen Sitang's neck felt cold, and he smiled awkwardly: "Your Highness, forgive me, and my servant will go back and bring Yunchi here."

Jun Tingyan's tone was light: "It will take a stick of incense to travel from the Zhulu Racecourse to Shen's Mansion at the fastest. You don't know how to ride a horse. This hall counts as more than half an hour for you to go back and forth. Shen Sitang, how courageous are you? Let the hall wait for you like this?"

Shen Sitang's scalp was numb, and he asked tentatively: "Then...does your Highness have a clever plan?"

Jun Tingyan looked over with cold eyes: "You have the audacity to ignore the order of the hall, and ask the hall how to remedy it?"

Shen Sitang stretched his neck, come!Just cut off her head and give her a good time!
Seeing that she stopped talking, Jun Tingyan snorted lightly and said in a bad tone: "Come with me."

Shen Sitang kicked the dust under his feet, and let out a grudging oh.

Following Jun Tingyan to the middle of the racecourse, she saw Zhou Zifu walking towards them with a bloody BMW as black as splashed ink.

Shen Sitang had seen that horse before, it was at the horse farm yesterday, it seemed to be a mount for the royal banquet.

Unlike her Yunchi, this horse was so dark that it could blend into the night.

Jun Tingyan took the reins from Zhou Zifu and patted the horse's back: "Gaofeng, Yunchi didn't come today, and I'll let you see it another day."

Shen Sitang was stunned, Jun Ting feasted him... Laughed?

He laughed... so meowy!
"Why are you standing there? Get on the horse."

When Jun Tingyan looked at her, he restrained his smile again, as if the captivating smile that Shen Sitang saw just now was just an illusion.

Shen Sitang pointed at himself: "Me? Go to it?"

How can she be!

"Your Highness, isn't this a horse farm? Why don't you just find me an ordinary horse?"

"Don't talk nonsense, get on the horse as soon as you are told, do you really think that the hall is free?"

How could Shen Sitang dare to speak, and obediently climbed onto the back of Gale, Gale seemed a little dissatisfied with being ridden by someone other than its owner, so he raised his head and neighed.

Jun Tingyan patted its neck to comfort it, and then said to Shen Sitang: "Hold on to the reins, the wind will not throw you off, even if you ride boldly."

Shen Sitang held the reins tightly, and just about to respond, Jun Tingyan patted the back of the wind, and the wind neighed, and ran against the wind on the horse field.

As the name suggests, the Gale Horse seems to be integrated with the surrounding wind, and it is also integrated with the wind... and Shen Sitang's scream.

"Feng, don't run so fast, I'm scared!"

Jun Tingyan crossed his hands in front of him, watching Shen Sitang with great interest as he tossed about in the wind.

"Brother Haifeng, really slow down, it's too scary, are you angry? Are you blaming me for not bringing Yunchi with me, next time... next time I will definitely bring Yunchi, is Yunchi your girlfriend? Then you have to be nice to me, if I don't nod your head, you won't be able to marry our Yunchi..."

When Shen Sitang said this, he happened to pass by Zhou Zifu and Tang Yihui, and it was really hard for the two of them to hold back their laughter.

"Marry! Marry! Marry! Why is it faster? Not driving, big brother!"

Rao Yan Luo, the stern and unsmiling underworld, was also amused by Shen Sitang's appearance at the moment.

On the other side of the Zhulu racecourse, Princess Fuling was riding on horseback and looking at Shen Sitang's direction from a distance, her hands holding the rein were clenched uncontrollably.

"Brother Prince, is that Brother Yan's Gale?"

Prince Jun Shaoheng didn't seem to be interested in that side. He turned his head to look over after hearing Princess Fuling's words, and said with a smile, "It's really the sixth brother's blast. It's really strange. The sixth brother never lets others touch the blast."

Princess Fuling clenched her hands even tighter, but she had an innocent look on her face: "Fuling heard that brother Yan rewarded Miss Shen a few days ago, and it seems that he also gave Yunchi to her."

"Really?" Jun Shaoheng nodded slowly: "Yun Chi was seriously injured a few years ago and has been raised in the Sixth Brother's house. Now that he has a strong wind, it is better to give Yun Chi away."

Princess Fuling bit her lip and stopped talking. Of course Yunchi could give it away, but why Shen Sitang!

Now it is rumored inside and outside the capital that Shen Sitang, the number one waste of the Yan Dynasty, has the ability to dissect the body and find out the cause of the third prince's death by himself. His Majesty was so happy that he rewarded her with gold, silver and jewels all over the yard. Even Princess Fuling of Prince Gong's Mansion has never had such an honor.

Princess Fuling looked at Shen Sitang again, she was just a waste that everyone could trample on, why did she jump up and step on her head!
Shen Sitang didn't feel the resentment in Princess Fuling's eyes, she was full of fear, feeling that she would fall to her death at any moment.

"I can't do it, I really can't do it, let me go, Haifeng, brake quickly!"

Shen Sitang was at a loss and started talking nonsense.

Gale did not intend to stop, but instead accelerated, Shen Sitang screamed for help: "Help, Jun Ting Yan, help, Jun..."

Before Shen Sitang finished speaking, a big hand covered her mouth, and then her waist was hooped, and she fell into a safe embrace.

The speed of the blast slowed down, the whistling wind in her ears stopped, and a faint fragrance of lotus penetrated into her nostrils.

"You still dare to call this hall by its name, don't die!"

The sound of the Jun Ting Banquet sounded in his ears, and Shen Sitang was in a trance, only feeling that he was tightly wrapped by Qinglian's elegant breath, and behind him he was like a banished fairy, bewitching people's hearts.

Jun Tingyan laughed lowly, and comforted her in a good mood: "Scared? Don't you think you are doing well? Besides, there is this hall looking after you, so what are you afraid of?"

Shen Sitang's mood eased somewhat, but he couldn't hide his grievances, and complained: "Of course people who don't know how to ride horses will be afraid."

Jun Tingyan broke her hand holding the rein tightly to adjust her posture: "The function of the rein is to control the direction, pull it to the left when it goes to the left, pull it to the right when it goes to the right, and tighten both hands at the same time if you want it to stop. Raise your arms up."

Shen Sitang subconsciously followed Juntingyan's instructions, and sure enough, Haifeng became very obedient. She looked back with a sense of accomplishment, and smiled at him: "I seem to be able to."

Her eyes were blown red by the wind, and now she smiled with a little bit of tenderness, and Jun Tingyan's hands around her waist couldn't help tightening.

(End of this chapter)