Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 46 Help him win the horse?willing

The silver-masked man looked at her suspiciously, stretched out his long arms, and fished her back.

"You little son, won't you apologize for bumping into someone?" The silver-masked man glanced at her with frowning eyebrows.

"Hey, young master, I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you!" Nalan Ying secretly gritted her teeth in order to prevent the silver-masked man from seeing her true identity, and said in her heart, I will bear it today.

"Then I'll shine your shoes for you, son?" Nalan Ying smiled flatteringly, knelt down and took her sleeve to shine the shoes for the silver-masked man.

The silver-masked man's complexion changed, and he suddenly heard a commotion in the crowd, he hurriedly picked up Nalan Ying, took her body, and rushed into a hidden compartment of a box.

Nalan Ying only felt that her eyes were dark, she raised her head, and faced the bright eyes of the silver-masked man, she lowered her head with a blushing face, and realized that she was so close to him, so close that she could hear his beating heart. Voice.

"You!" Nalan Ying was about to accuse him of being rude, but the silver-masked man said softly, "Hush, it's the crown prince's guard of honor!"

Nalan Ying's eyes flickered, and then she forced back the words that rushed out of her throat.

After a while of commotion, it quieted down, and the horse betting was about to begin.

The silver-masked man seemed to have forgotten that he held this strange young man in his arms, and he didn't wake up until she pushed him impatiently.

"Hey, why don't you let me go?" Nalan Ying asked in a low voice.

"Huh?" The silver-masked man was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly pushed Nalan Ying away.

Nalan Ying subconsciously touched her small face. Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, so she couldn't see her blushing. If the silver-masked man looked at her embarrassingly, she really didn't know what he would think.

"Young master, judging by your age, you shouldn't be very old, right?" The silver-masked man looked at Nalan Ying.

"Who says I'm not old?" Nalan Ying raised her chin, subconsciously puffed out her chest, and said with a frown.

"In my opinion, the young master is not very old!" the silver-masked man chuckled.

"Hmph, although you are young, you know a lot!" Nalan Ying muttered dissatisfied.

The silver-masked man took a look at her, and then asked with frowned eyebrows: "I don't know, young master, what size horse did you buy today?"

"Do I have to tell you what size I bought?" Nalan Ying gave the silver-masked man a disdainful look.

"You don't have to tell me, little boy, but if you want to win, I can tell you what number to buy!" The silver-masked man smiled comfortably.

Nalan Ying looked down at his slender fingers, only to see that fingers were caressing a teacup, as if meditating on something.

"How?" The silver-masked man repeated.

Nalan Ying was startled, and quickly withdrew her gaze, damn it, she was distracted, she had never seen such a beautiful hand.

"I want to win!" Nalan Ying looked up at the silver-masked man and said.

"Then buy number three!" the silver-masked man said lightly.

"Why?" Nalan Ying looked at the silver-masked man suspiciously.

"Because horse No. [-] is the prince's horse!" the silver-masked man said with a smile.

"Prince?" Nalan Ying's eyes narrowed dangerously.

The silver-masked man looked at those bright eyes calmly, his eyes flickered, as if he had seen such a pair of eyes before.

"En!" The silver-masked man nodded.

"The owner of the number three horse is the crown prince, so the number two horse will definitely lose, and the number one horse should not follow anyone!" Nalan Ying muttered, and actually started gesturing on the table.

"What are you gesticulating?" The silver-masked man looked at her curiously.

"Look, these are three strong horses that are about to participate in the competition, aren't they?" Nalan Ying put the three teacups on the table and placed them neatly.

"This is not a horse, this is a teacup!" The silver-masked man said with a frown.

"Just treat it as a horse, okay?" Nalan Ying rolled her eyes and looked at the silver-masked man dissatisfied.

"Okay, let's treat the teacup as the horse!" The silver-masked man couldn't help laughing.

"The dealer of horse No. [-] is the crown prince?" Nalan Ying took out one of the teacups and put it in front.

"En!" The silver-masked man nodded, looking at her movements suspiciously.

"Where's the number two horse?" Nalan Ying looked up at him.

The silver-masked man's eyes flickered, he was silent for a while, and finally said: "I don't know!"

"Well, since you don't know, then put it aside!" Nalan Ying put the teacup representing the second horse back to its original position.

"Now, the loser has to decide between the number two horse and the number one horse?" Nalan Ying looked at the silver-masked man.

"Yes!" The silver-masked man nodded.

"Since that's the case, it's easy to handle. As long as you find the horse masters of the No. [-] and No. [-] horses and buy one of them over, then there will be a draw!" Nalan Ying said in a deep voice.

"How can you still win money if you get a draw?" The silver-masked man looked at her with flickering eyes.

"Do you know what killed your pig?" Nalan Ying raised his eyelids and sized up the silver-masked man.

"My family doesn't raise pigs!" The silver-masked man said with a frown.

"Even if it is raised!" Nalan Ying said angrily.

"That's considered raising, I don't know!" The silver-masked man shook his head.

"It's because of your stupidity!" Nalan Ying gave him a mocking look.

The silver-masked man's eyes sank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, but the little guy opposite him was still laughing at him happily, but he didn't know that his own life had already been turned around in the gate of hell.

The guard behind him gave Nalan Ying a hard look, and just as he was about to step forward to reprimand him, he heard him say in a cold voice, "Back off!"

The guard had no choice but to retreat back to his position resentfully, wondering why his master was being teased by a kid who seemed out of shape.

"How stupid am I? This is obviously an unwinnable situation!" The silver-masked man frowned.

"Then what if the horse's rider on the third horse is replaced by the rider on the second horse?" Nalan Ying frowned.

"How do I change this?" The silver-masked man looked at her puzzled.

"People can't be changed, so can't horses be changed? Anyway, these horses are all of the same virtue, who knows whether it is number two or number three?" Nalan Ying looked at the silver-masked man, and said that you are stupid look like.

The silver-masked man lowered his head in thought, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"What kind of place is this stable? It can't be a place where people randomly enter. Even if you don't want the number three horse to win, you must have the ability to enter that stable!" The guard stood aside and frowned.

Nalan Ying glanced back at the guard, frowned and said: "If you can't get in, I can't get in, so the horse master can go in anyway?"

"Master Ma?" The silver-masked man's expression changed.

Nalan Ying raised her face, and suddenly lowered her head and whispered in the silver-masked man's ear, "Just buy the No. [-] horse and win. I'll make sure you earn back all the money you lost!"

(End of this chapter)