Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 42 Snow White Jade Dragon Carving

"Bai Xueyu Diaolong, Bai Xueyu Diaolong, your previous master must have given you a lot of whips in order to subdue you. As for me, I won't beat you or scold you. Be good, I will treat you well from now on ,How about it?"

Murong Jiujiu seemed to approach him cordially to make love.

Su Yuche and the grooms present all rolled their eyes secretly.

Murong Jiujiu ignored them, and slowly stretched out a hand, but no one knew that she was holding a fine needle in her palm at the moment.

Taking advantage of Bai Xueyu Diaolong looking at her with his neck held high and his nostrils held high, Murong Jiujiu shot like lightning in an instant, inserting the ox hair fine needle into Bai Xueyu Diaolong's acupuncture point.

Immediately, Bai Xueyu carved Long's whole body trembling, and taking advantage of this gap, Murong Jiujiu turned on his horse in an instant, like a slippery loach.

After getting on the horse, she quickly pulled out the ox hair needle.

Only then did Bai Xueyu Diaolong realize that he had been plotted against, and as proud as it was, he immediately spread his four hooves to have fun, and a pile of wooden basins under his kicked feet flew into the air.

"Be careful."

Su Yuche finally changed his face, regretting that he shouldn't have made things difficult for this girl.

But Murong Jiujiu persevered, lying on the back of Bai Xueyu Diaolong stubbornly, and pierced several ox hair needles into the horse's acupuncture points.

As long as Bai Xueyu Diaolong moved vigorously, the muscles in the acupoints all over his body would hurt, which was much more powerful than the bloody whip.

Murong Jiujiu laughed and scolded: "Just now you clearly agreed to be good, but you still dare to kick at me, now you know how powerful you are?"

Although this Snow White Jade Dragon is a beast, it is also a beast with spirituality. It was hurt so much that it didn't dare to move, only then did it realize that there was a little witch sitting on its back.

It had been trained by a horse trainer, and it easily succumbed to its new master's tyranny.

After a long time, Murong saw that Baixueyu Diaolong didn't resist anymore, so he took out the hairy needles around it.

At this time, Su Yuche also realized Murong Jiujiu's little action, and said with a distressed face: "Murong Jiujiu, what did you do to the white snow jade dragon of the king of this county just now?"

Murong Jiujiu sat on the horse proudly, and announced: "Wrong, it's not your white snow jade dragon, it's my lady's white snow jade dragon carving."

Su Yuche was stunned but lost his temper. Who told this girl to close his eyes, saying that the white snow jade dragon was promised to her, but he had to obey, "How did you do it just now?"

"Humans have acupuncture points, and horses also have their own acupuncture points. As long as you find out its weakness, you won't be afraid of it being kicked," Murong Jiujiu explained in a good mood.

It's just that Su Yuche touched his chin in thought, "How can you, a young lady in a deep boudoir, still understand these things?"

Murong was taken aback for a long time when she heard the words, and then she suppressed the smile on her face, and asked calmly, "Prince Che, this is my secret, do you really want to know it? It's just that I don't like people prying into my secrets." , if you insist on asking me, I will tell you, but after you finish speaking, you and I will never have anything to do again, how about it?"

Su Yuche was taken aback for a moment, and slowly smiled, "So serious? Then I don't know."

Murong Jiujiu smiled brightly again when he heard the words, "Su Yuche, I have made an appointment with Murong Jiujiu as your friend. Let's go, don't you mean riding a horse?"

The son of the eldest princess is also the king of the court. Seeing Su Yuche's cheerful and unruly appearance, she wondered why there is such a big gap with Baili Yuhua's gloomy and difficult fellow.

Why didn't she meet such a wonderful person as Su Yuche first?

"it is good."

Su Yuche's mood was also mobilized, and he quickly got on his black horse, and the two of them drove out of the back door of the Princess Mansion and onto the bustling street.

"How are you equestrian?"

Su Yuche asked first.

Murong Jiujiu said truthfully: "Shang Ke, as long as you don't run away with your life, it should be fine."

She was still a little worried at first, people are coming and going on the street, and they are on good horses, so they can't run away for the time being?But the next second proved that she was completely overwhelmed.

I don't know who has the loudest voice, so he yelled, "King Chejun is riding his horse in the street! Don't care about the collision, if you want to die or live, you can decide for yourself..."

After shouting loudly, half of the people on the street flashed to both sides.

"drive."

Su Yuche laughed out loud, and galloped away.

Murong didn't fall behind for a long time, quickly clamped the horse's belly, and the white snow jade dragon under his crotch seemed to have been suffocated for a long time, as if he had put on wings, his speed did not let Su Yuche's dark horse by a bit.

The two were on the street, one black and one white, one in front and one behind.

The man in snow shirt and brocade clothes looks like a dragon, galloping in the air.

The women's gauze clothes are like clouds, like smoke, and they don't let the eyebrows go. They are so vigorous, like their youthful and frivolous temperament, rushing towards the nearest city gate.

Along the way, the two rushed forward, neither letting the other.

"happy!"

Su Yuche secretly praised Murong Jiujiu, but he refused to let go first. He waved his horsewhip, and they rushed out of the city gate in a blink of an eye. When they arrived in the suburbs, they could see the green mountains, clear water, blue sky and white clouds, as if the wind in their breath fragrant.

Under the sun, such a joyous and wanton galloping is the happiness she has always wanted to pursue.

Murong looked up at the sky for a long time, and raised a bright smile from his own heart, and his giggling sound was like a burst of crisp bells, playing and echoing in the wind.

Su Yuche turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw the woman sitting on a horse made of white jade in the elegant gauze dress, smiling like an elf, so beautiful... That kind of beauty is definitely not like that of Beijing, that kind of pink. The beauty of decoration and carving.

It was a kind of beauty that made people's eyes tickle. Perhaps Su Yuche at that time didn't understand the feeling at that time, but this smile remained in his heart forever.

"Jiujiu, you are good at equestrian skills. If you participate in this year's Marseilles, you will definitely win the championship," Su Yuche said sincerely as he rode forward.

"Marseilles?"

Murong Jiujiu was confused by what he heard.

Su Yuche explained: "You haven't participated in previous years, but the Empress suggested it to be held, urging my noble daughter not to indulge in the so-called piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but to learn more about riding and shooting. However, there are not many noble ladies in the court who respond, and even if there are responses, they are mostly to curry favor with the empress, and the airs are not worth mentioning."

It was only then that Murong Jiujiu came to a sudden realization, "In this way, Empress Empress herself must be a wonderful woman with both civil and military skills."

"That is."

Su Yuche nodded without hesitation, "In our Dongyue Dynasty, if we say that there are truly civilized and military women who don't give in to men, my mother is one, Aunt Liyang is one, and finally the empress is the empress. The three of them are young. At that time, they were definitely the sun in the capital, but now they are all women, and if they are not galloping, some people will forget them, but there are still some who are overconfident and dare to compare themselves with them."

"That's why you trampled on all the noble ladies today?" Murong Jiujiu asked back.

Su Yuche raised her head proudly, "Well, I don't like the way a group of women gather together and make short remarks."

(End of this chapter)