Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

Yun Zhao didn't move. Shen Du was like a cat, twirling and twirling.

After a while, Shen Du should have fallen asleep before he could settle down.

Relying on Yunzhao, he shrank into a small ball.

Yun Zhao's eyes moved aside, and he could see the young man's long eyelashes gently drooping, looking naive.

He looked at Shen Du and didn't know what he was thinking.

It wasn't until a long time later that I looked back.

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SHEN Du had a comfortable sleep.

Vaguely, as if aware of who held him back to the room.

The breath was so familiar that Shen Du didn't resist or even open his eyes.

When he was lying on the bed, Shen Du felt as if he had touched something on his face, soft and itchy.

"Yunzhao, don't make trouble..." He murmured discontentedly and heard the man chuckle in a low voice.

Yunzhao didn't do any more mischief, so Shen Du fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was daylight.

Shen Du got up from the bed, washed himself and yawned out of the room.

For Shen Du, the general's residence can be regarded as his second home. In recent years, Shen Du has found out all the paths of the general's residence.

He walked to Yunzhao's yard with ease.

Shen Du knows that Yunzhao always likes to practice his sword at this time.

What he likes most is to enjoy Yun Zhao's heroism.

Who doesn't love beauty?

Shen Du hummed a little song. As soon as he entered Yunzhao's yard, he heard his voice with a little banter: "willing to wake up."

Looking up, Yun Zhao was sitting and wiping his sword, but he didn't lift his head. It was obvious that he had finished practicing.

Shen Du shook his head regretfully.

He walked to Yunzhao and sat down, "are you going to the barracks today?"

"Why," Yun Zhao put away his sword and looked at him, "can't you stand it?"

"Who said that?" Shen Du, who couldn't stand the fierce general most, turned his head and snorted, "how could the prince yield to this little difficulty?"

"It's just riding. Today you'll ride it with me for two hours!" Shen Du's heroic spirit is a real tunnel.

Yun Zhao hooked his lips, "good."

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When Shen Du really arrived at the barracks of yunjiajun, he wanted to slap himself just now.

How can he say that for two hours

But the cruel words have been released. Shen Du doesn't want to lose face in front of Yun Zhao, and purses his lips to the red brown horse.

Xu felt the smell of acquaintances, red brown horse neigh, it is said hello.

"Lightning, lightning," Shen Du touched the neck of the red brown horse, "be gentle with the prince today."

Yun Zhao quickly turned over and mounted his horse and motioned to Shen Du, "come on."

With a deep sigh, Shen Du started today's training.

Fortunately, with yesterday's foundation, it seems a lot easier.

After seeing a little better, the sixth Prince began to stink again.

He pulled the reins of the red brown horse and made a face at Yunzhao, "Yunzhao, let's race."

Yun Zhao glanced at him lightly. Although he didn't speak, Shen Du still saw his meaning in his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that," Shen Du rode beside him. "Maybe you can't compare with me."

"How about a contest?" Shen Du looked at him with a smile and couldn't wait.

Yunzhao knew his virtue and nodded helplessly.

Shen Du was happy. He pointed to the flag flying in the wind in the distance and said, "let's finish there. Whoever gets there first will win."