Chapter 103 (2/2)

Ji Man lightly smiled, ”My lord, please show some understanding and forgive me. This servant hasn't eaten lunch yet.”

By the side, the crown prince said with a smile, ”I had forgotten this until Sangyu mentioned it. Once Mingjie's wound is wrapped up, let's go back to eat lunch.”

Ji Man glanced at the silent Ning Mingjie and asked, ”Young Master, is your injury serious?”

Ning Mingjie's back slightly tensed.

Marquis Moyu fake smiled and said, ”Mingjie's protection of the third prince is praiseworthy, but his wound isn't serious.”

”Oh.” Ji Man nodded. Seeing that everyone had stood up and was about to leave, she wanted to head back to the palanquin she had recently gotten off of.

Unexpectedly, Marquis Moyu grabbed her hand. ”You can't see anything inside a palanquin. Isn't that really boring? Come and ride the horse with me.”

Ji Man's face turned green. Ride a horse? Although she had already mostly recovered and wasn't that sore, wouldn't sitting in a palanquin be much more comfortable than riding a horse?”

”My lord…”

”Come, I'll help you up.” Ning Yuxuan's smile was gentle and he stretched out his hand towards her.

Ji Man took a deep breath and slapped her hand onto his palm. This sound made the crown prince and the third prince turn back to look.

Ning Yuxuan's eyebrows didn't even twitch. He held her hand and helped her up onto the horse, then he sat down behind her and picked up the reins.

”There might be more a.s.sa.s.sins left. I'll go upfront to open the path,” Marquis Moyu very considerately said to the two princes.

The crown prince raised his eyebrows. Just as the third prince was about to speak, Ning Yuxuan had already raised the reins. ”Jia!”

This horse seemed as if it had eaten stimulants. It was happy to gallop forward more than anyone else. It's jolting sprint almost caused Ji Man to fall off. Her face was ashen as she hugged the horse's neck in a death grip.

Over the sound of the wind, the person behind her asked, ”Don't you think hugging my waist will be more stable than hugging the horse's neck?”

Ji Man's hairstyle was falling into disarray from being blown by the wind. Hugging the horse's neck and gritting her teeth, she said, ”This servant feels that the horse's neck is more comfortable.”

Marquis Moyu coldly harrumphed. When he whipped the horse, Ji Man almost screamed.

Riding on this horse was completely different from the horse rides in the park that cost a few dollars. In the park, someone else would be walking alongside the horse and guiding the horse by its reins. If she had to describe this experience, she would say it felt like an airplane meeting turbulence and about to violently crash.

Ji Man's face had turned completely white. Moreover, she deeply felt that Marquis Moyu was doing this deliberately.