Yuan Sikong originally slept with Yuan Nanyu. In order to help him raise his legs, he moved to the guest room, but he still got up early every day to supervise his study.

But Yuan Nanyu just lay in bed for a few days and became unhonest as if he had thorns all over his body.

As soon as he entered the room in the morning, Yuan Sikong felt something was wrong. Yuan Nanyu looked at him with his eyes shining, and there was a meaningful smile on his lips.

Yuan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "No matter what you want to do, I won't agree."

"You don't know what I want to do."

"Don't you just want to go out?"

"No." Yuan Nanyu smiled wickedly, "I know what you did." He bowed, "Second brother, I really look at you with admiration!"

Yuan Sikong felt a little ashamed and said in a depressed manner: "Dad has been fought for twenty military battles because of me."

"Didn't Dad forgive you?" Yuan Nanyu rubbed his butt against the edge of the bed, "Second brother, tell me what happened at that time, tell me from beginning to end, hurry up."

Yuan Si blanked his eyes and said seriously: "Today I want to tell you the four 'hearts' that are always there and are not in the sanctuary. It is not intention, not...'"

"Second brother!" Yuan Nanyu said coquettishly, "I beg you, I'm almost suffocating. I'm really going to die. I can't move, and no one is playing with me. You go out early and come back late..." The more he said, he became more and more pitiful, and his little face was almost collapsed.

Yuan Sikong sighed and said helplessly: "You must know that the second brother was very wrong in this matter and also implicated his father. It is all magnanimous to King Jingyuan. Otherwise, my life will be unsuccessful. You must take it as a warning."

Yuan Nanyu nodded like pounding garlic: "I understand, understand."

Only then did Yuan Sikong tell Yuan Nanyu about the incident that day.

Yuan Nanyu listened with relish, as if he was listening to someone's storytelling in the teahouse in the north of the city. When he was in a wonderful journey, he had to slap his high fives and shout a few times. Obviously, he did not realize the seriousness of the matter at all. Yuan Sikong had to emphasize his tone and take the opportunity to educate him well.

"King Jingyuan said so seriously? If your highness can't beat him, run away?"

"yes."

"Awesome, this is the style of a general." Yuan Nanyu laughed and said, "That little prince is going to be so angry. Will he let you go like this?"

Yuan Sikong couldn't hold back what happened yesterday and laughed.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Nanyu looked expectant.

Yuan Sikong blinked: "Yesterday, Xiaodian came down to the horse farm and wanted to find me, but the result..."

After Yuan Nanyu heard this, the two of them laughed wildly.

"Second brother, I really want to go to the horse farm to play with you." Yuan Nanyu looked at his legs and pouted in disappointment.

"You can take good care of me. You are a martial arts practitioner. Don't leave any disability." Yuan Sikong said seriously, "If you dare to do something randomly, I will ignore you again."

"knew."

"Okay, start reading."

"ah……"

"'Ah', what 'a', you can't fall behind every morning class." Yuan Sikong coughed lightly, "Zi Jue Si: Don't be intentional, don't be sure, don't be firm, don't be me..."

———

Half of the horses in Datong Mansion were picked. Xu Hu and Yuan Sikong have been exhausted these days. In addition, the weather is getting colder and they are lazy in life. Yuan Sikong yawns while picking up the horses.

However, Zhao Dayou jumped out at some point. Yuan Sikong said wonderingly when he saw him, "Why are Uncle Shi on the horse farm these days?" Zhao Dayou's business is not just about raising horses, but the horse farm is dirty and cold. He doesn't come much on weekdays, but he has been like them recently, and reported to him like the sky.

Zhao Dayou said helplessly: "Your Highness is here again."

"Here is here again?" Yuan Sikong became very angry when he heard about Feng Ye. Didn't he just come yesterday? What are you here again today?

Zhao Dayou smiled bitterly: "I said I would pick the horses myself." He was afraid that Fengye would make a mistake in his horse farm again, so how could he stay at home safely?

As he was talking, Feng Ye was riding a horse, followed by the guards.

Everyone knelt all over the ground.

Feng Ye said in his delicate but full of vigor and small voice: "Get up."

Yuan Sikong secretly glanced at Feng Ye and knew that Feng Ye was probably coming to him. It seemed that this little prince would not give up if he didn't find the beating from him.

"Yuan Sikong." Feng Ye shouted.

really.

"The grass people are here."

"Tell me to see you."

"Well……"

"What, it's hard for you?"

"No, it's not difficult to do. If you can teach your highness to look at each other, you will be lucky enough to have three lives."

Feng Ye snorted lightly and got off the horse with the help of the guards: "Let's go." At the same time, he turned his head and rushed to the guards, "Don't follow."

Yuan Sikong gave Xu Hu and Zhao Dayou a wink and asked them to do their own things. If they all circled around the Fengye, they would not have to do anything else.

"Please, your Highness."

The two of them walked to the horse shed, and Feng Ye couldn't help but wrinkle his nose. Although the horse shed was cleaned every day, the smell of horse manure still soared into the sky. He couldn't help but think of yesterday's scene and glared at Yuan Sikong unhappily.

Yuan Sikong pretended not to see it and introduced their Liaodong horse to Feng Ye.

"The first thing to do is to know the purpose of the horse. It is used for war, transportation, pulling carts, or transportation. Each purpose has different requirements for the horse. The strictness of the horse is also the most important thing."

"You will talk about the horses that you fight."

Yuan Sikong led the Fengye into the horse shed, pointed at the horses, and explained it to him in detail, and he listened seriously.

When passing by a horse, it happened to shake its tail, and Feng Ye's body hit his face again. He grabbed the ponytail with disgust and threw it away with force.

Unexpectedly, the horse was stimulated and actually raised its leg and kicked it out!

At that time, the horse's iron hooves rushed towards Feng Ye's chest. Yuan Sikong's heart tightened. Before he could think too much, he suddenly rushed towards Feng Ye and pressed the person to the ground. The iron palm passed by Yuan Sikong's back shoulder, and it was immediately hot.

Yuan Sikong was so painful that his facial features were twisted. He was sucking, but he didn't care about himself. He quickly checked Feng Ye: "Your Highness, are you okay..."

Feng Ye sat up and saw Yuan Sikong's face turned pale: "What's wrong with you?"

"nothing……"

Feng Ye pulled open his back collar and saw that the neck was red, and he became nervous: "...has it kicked you?"

"I'm fine, are you injured?" Yuan Sikong was so angry that he couldn't cry. He asked himself why he had always been smart and rigorous, but why did he have problems every time and it was unrelated to the closure of the corps?

Could it be that the two of them were in a desperate situation?

"No." Feng Ye said angrily, "This broken horse..."

"Don't blame it, it's just a beast." Yuan Sikong knelt on the ground with the pain, "Your Highness was frightened..."

Feng Ye stood up and wanted to pull Yuan Sikong up, "I'll ask the doctor to show you."

"No." Yuan Sikong said hurriedly, "The grass-roots people are not at stake."

Feng Ye whispered: "How can you be unhindered by the horse's iron palm?"

"The grass-roots people are really okay." Yuan Sikong whispered, "Please don't tell others." If someone knows, he will be unable to bear it. If Yuan Mao is disappointed again, what face will he have to stay in the Yuan family.

Feng Ye frowned and walked around Yuan Sikong to pull his clothes.

Yuan Sikong hissed softly.

Feng Yefang lightened his hands and feet, lifted Yuan Sikong's collar, carefully checked the skin, and touched the bones with his cold little hands. It seemed that the bones were not damaged, but the large red and swollen area on the fair skin seemed to be a bit dazzling.

Yuan Sikong was shaking in pain.

Feng Ye pursed his lips, leaned over and blew gently.

Yuan Sikong was stunned.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Ye asked.

"Uh... it doesn't hurt much."

Feng Ye blew hard a few times, and Yuan Sikong was stiff and moved slightly in his heart.

Finally, Feng Ye stood up straight with some anger: "Don't you really look at the doctor?"

"It really doesn't need to be done, it takes a few days to cultivate."

“…get up.”

Yuan Sikong stood up from the ground.

"You don't come to see the horse tomorrow, go home and rest."

"No, my father ordered me and Uncle Xu to pick up two thousand war horses for His Royal Highness Jingyuan. Now I have only completed half of it. I am fine, and I really don't have to rest."

"You...you have something to do tomorrow."

Yuan Sikong was surprised: "Ah?"

"You come to the inn to find me tomorrow."

"I wonder what happened to your Highness?"

Feng Ye shouted: "Ask so much what to do, and you will come when you come!"

Yuan Sikong had no choice but to say, "Yes."

"I'm not going to go back to the city."

“There are still grass people…”

"Don't call yourself a 'grassman' anymore, it sounds annoying."

"…I still haven't finished my horses."

Feng Ye looked up at him, his eyes mixed with domineering innocence: "You will do whatever I ask you to do."
Chapter completed!