The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 131 This Man Is Jealous All Day (2)
The Twelve Princes pulled the reins, and the fast horse suddenly stopped, turned over and jumped off, and said to Mo Ziyuan, "I'll guide you to get used to it first!"

"What?" Mo Ziyuan hadn't reacted yet.

"Aren't you going to learn how to ride a horse? Your master's riding skills are far better than those of the guards. Besides, does he dare to teach you?" The Twelfth Prince walked ahead while pulling the rein.

Mo Ziyuan was right after thinking about what the Twelfth Prince said, no matter who taught it, as long as the goal can be achieved anyway, she no longer felt awkward, raised her eyebrows at the Twelfth Prince, and said with a faint smile: "So, thank you Twelve Brothers!"

The corner of the Twelfth Prince's mouth raised, and the smile on his face grew stronger, and then he told Mo Ziyuan some common sense, such as: clamp your legs tightly and keep your butt off the saddle; if you want to stop, tighten the reins; if you want to turn, To the left, pull the left rein tight, to the right, pull the right rein tight.Mo Ziyuan listened carefully, following the essentials described by the Twelve Princes, and secretly wrote it down in her heart.

The twelve princes dragged it for a while, and Mo Ziyuan felt that he could control it freely, so he said, "Let me try!"

The Twelfth Prince hesitated for a while before saying: "Just started learning, don't be so impatient!"

Mo Ziyuan had no choice but to say softly: "Let me try!" Mo Ziyuan had never been so gentle to him, her heart softened, and she handed the reins to her: "Just ride slowly, don't worry!"

"Okay!" Mo Ziyuan took the reins in surprise, and rode on the horse's back, feeling extremely excited.

According to the method taught by the twelve princes, he raised the rein with both hands, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and gave a soft "drive", and the horse began to trot.Amidst the hoofbeats of "Deer Deer", she gradually mastered the essentials of driving a horse, and Xin'er began to cheer "Drive, drive, drive..."

The faster she rode, the more comfortable she felt, which made her feel more deeply about the word "running". The horse ran fast, but couldn't stop. Mo Ziyuan became nervous and pulled the rein hard. Still not listening to her, he lowered his head abruptly and pulled Mo Ziyuan off the horse.

The twelve princes were startled, and quickly jumped to her side, hugging Mo Ziyuan's rolling body tightly.

The two quickly slid down the slope. In order to protect Mo Ziyuan from harm, the twelve princes tightly protected her body and finally stopped rolling.

At this time, the twelve princes were pressing on Mo Ziyuan's body, and the two were close at hand, their breaths intersecting.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, Mo Ziyuan opened her eyes wide, and felt the man on her body short of breath, and felt his heart beating powerfully with her close body.

Mo Ziyuan's face became hot, and she was about to push the Twelfth Prince away when she heard a cold voice: "What are you doing?"

The eyes of the two followed the source of the sound, Prince Rui was riding on a snow-white horse, his eyes were sharp, and he looked at the two of them angrily.

Mo Ziyuan hurriedly pushed the Twelfth Prince away, and wanted to stand up a little helplessly, but the pain in her ankle made her sway, and she almost fell down. Fortunately, the Twelfth Prince held her up in time, and asked in a low voice: "Are you OK?"

Mo Ziyuan shook her head lightly and said: "It's okay!" The Twelfth Prince lowered his head and was about to check, when Prince Rui had already got off his horse, picked Mo Ziyuan up, and said coldly to the Twelfth Prince, "Twelfth Brother! Don't forget ! She is your sister-in-law!"

The twelve princes were speechless, Mo Ziyuan looked quietly, and saw a bright red wound on his arm, which should have been injured just now to protect himself, feeling guilty for a while, Prince Rui hugged her on the horse, looked Looking at the lonely figure of the Twelve Princes, it felt like a five-flavored bottle had been knocked over in his heart.

Along the way, Prince Rui remained silent, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and her eyes were blazing. She didn't dare to breathe. She could feel that the goldfish was now like a time bomb, which might explode at any moment. How could this man spend all day jealous.

(End of this chapter)