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Chapter 217 Riding in the countryside
  Zhuangzi is very big inside. To be more precise, the entire mountain belongs to Jing Muling.
  Zhuangzi is located halfway up the mountain. The horse farm is not far from Zhuangzi. There are hundreds of specialized horses and many people who specialize in feeding the horses.
  Moreover, the scenery in the mountains is indeed as Jing Muling said, green and green, and even the air is filled with the pleasant smell of green grass.
  Originally it wasn't very hot in the morning, and the shade of green trees made it a little cooler.
  Shen Zhuoxi liked it very much and jumped with joy when she walked.
  Jing Muling looked at her playful look, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve upward - if she had known she liked it, she should have brought her here earlier.
  The two of them arrived at the racecourse after walking for a while. There were many horses in the racecourse, most of them were black and brown, but there was only one horse, which was completely white and stood out among the horses.
  When the boy in charge of raising horses saw Jing Muling coming, he quickly saluted, but he didn't know who Shen Zhuoxi was and didn't dare to speak easily.
  Zhengqing reminded: "This is Miss Shen Er from the Taishi Mansion and the future Princess Yu."
  "I've met Princess Yu." The boy may have been nervous, and he even got the title wrong.
  Shen Zhuoxi's face turned slightly red and said, "Get up. Also, you got the wrong title."
  "It's okay." Jing Muling liked this title very much and said, "Are there any docile horses these days?"
  "Back to my lord, there are some." The boy quickly pointed to the conspicuous white horse among the horses and said, "You brought this horse back from somewhere before. It has always been docile."
  "It's just, it's never been ridden since it came."
  "Having never ridden one, how do you know it is the docile?" Jing Muling frowned and said, "Bring my horse here."
  Jing Muling has a special horse raised here. It is pure black, has a bright coat and smooth stripes, and is very tall. Its eyes show a look of disdain. Like its owner, it looks very noble at first glance.
  Shen Zhuoxi didn't like it very much, and besides, it was specially trained by Jing Muling, so it wouldn't be suitable for her to ride it.
  She paused, pointed to the white horse among the horses, and said, "How about I try the white one, it looks good."
  Jing Muling paused and reminded: "It looks good, but I've never ridden before, and you don't know how to ride a horse. I'm afraid you won't be able to tame it."
  "It's okay, Your Majesty, trust me." Shen Zhuoxi smiled and said, "I want to give it a try."
  "That's fine, just stay here, there won't be any problems." Jing Muling ordered the boy, "Bring out the white horse."
  When the white horse saw Shen Zhuoxi, he felt close to her. When Shen Zhuoxi touched his mane, the horse kept leaning its head against her hand.
  "Hey, it's stable." Zhengqing said with a smile: "My lord, this horse will recognize its owner."
  "Put on the saddle and give it a try on her." Jing Muling ordered with a deepened smile.
  Several young men were busy and quickly installed the saddle and handed the horse rope to Shen Zhuoxi.
  Shen Zhuoxi was brave enough to take the reins and get on the horse. However, because it was his first time and he had little experience, he looked a little embarrassed.
  Fortunately, I sat on it smoothly. The white horse was much docile than expected. It was the first time I put on the reins, and it didn't show any unpleasantness or wildness.
  Shen Zhuoxi became more courageous. He lifted the reins, put his legs under the horse's belly, and said loudly: "Drive!"
  The white horse received the command, kicked its hooves on the ground, and suddenly jumped out like an arrow from the string.
  They were not at a dedicated horse farm yet. When they left the horse farm, they were surrounded by mountains and forests. Jing Muling was worried that she would not be able to get around in the mountains and forests, so she quickly got on the black horse and chased towards the woods.
  Huizhi, Zhengqing and Zhengfeng did not dare to delay and followed one after another.
  The white horse hadn't run happily for a long time, and now it was getting more and more excited as it ran, faster and faster.
  Shen Zhuoxi felt that the scenery in front of her was blurred before she could even see it, and she was left far behind.
  "Hey, Xiaobai, slow down a little." She tightened the reins, lowered her body slightly on the horse's back, and said loudly near the horse's ears.
  Baima couldn't understand her words, he just kept running forward, the strong wind whistling in his ears, and Shen Zhuoxi felt that even the wind hitting his face stung.
  In this way, he will definitely lose control, especially in this kind of mountain forest. The white horse has never been out, and he doesn't know the road at all. The further he goes, the thicker the forest becomes.
  Jing Muling followed behind, and her heart skipped a beat - the white horse took Shen Zhuoxi into the dense forest. At the end of the forest was a cliff!
  He had to let the dark horse speed up and try to catch up with Shen Zhuoxi.
  As for the few people behind them, because their horses were slightly inferior, they were left far behind before they could catch up very far, and even their silhouettes could not be seen.
  Jing Muling's dark horse was picked out of thousands of different species, and its speed was not a problem. He caught up with Shen Zhuoxi's white horse in a short time.
  "Hold the reins and hold the horse's belly tightly with your legs!" Jing Muling reminded Shen Zhuoxi in a loud voice: "Hard!"
  The wind howled by, and Shen Zhuoxi heard Jing Muling's voice, but could not hear clearly what he said.
  Looking sideways, it was pleasing to the eye to see Jing Muling dressed in lake blue clothes, sitting on a horse and galloping.
  She smiled at Jing Muling, completely unaware of the danger ahead: "My lord, you don't have to follow me, I will be there in a moment."
  "There's a cliff ahead!" Jing Muling shouted loudly, her face becoming serious: "Hurry up and rein in your horse!"
  Shen Zhuoxi couldn't hear the sound, but could see his expression. He realized that the situation ahead was not good and tried to stop the horse.
  But Bai Mai was not willing to listen, and Shen Zhuoxi's method was not completely correct. The speed of the white horse did not slow down at all. On the contrary, it thought that Jing Muling's dark horse was competing with it, and it used more energy.
  Jing Muling had no choice but to use the two horses to get closer and closer, and one flew down behind Shen Zhuoxi.
  The situation waited for no one, so he didn't explain too much and directly stretched out his hand to wrap her hand holding the reins.
  "Prince?" Shen Zhuoxi was shocked. He didn't know why he came over suddenly, and his body became slightly stiff.
  He didn't look strong, but he had a broad chest, his summer clothes were thin, and the two of them were so close that she could feel the warmth coming from behind.
  Shen Zhuoxi's face suddenly turned into sunset, burning red, and his voice became lower: "Why are you here?"
  Jing Muling wasn't much better, her burning black hair was fragrant and tickled his face in the wind.
  He didn't dare to exert any strength to hold the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms. The itching spread from his face to his heart.
  His voice was hoarse when he spoke: "The white horse doesn't know the road. There is a cliff in front of the dense forest. If you don't let it slow down, it will lose control and won't be able to stop."
  "Ah?" Shen Zhuoxi was surprised and prepared to look back at Jing Muling.
  Just when Jing Muling regained her composure, she planned to make the white horse turn around and leaned forward slightly.
  The white horse turned, and the movement caused by the speed made Shen Zhuoxi lean slightly. She leaned into Jing Muling's arms, and her lips were pressed against his cheek.
  His face was slightly cold, and Shen Zhuoxi's face was so red that it was almost bleeding. He didn't dare to say anything, so he quickly turned back and looked forward.
  Jing Muling felt a touch of warmth on his face, which was incredibly soft. He raised the corners of his mouth and tightened the reins in his hands...
  (End of this chapter)