So he always controlled the speed of the horse, keeping the speed of the horse with her, and the black horse that stepped down ran tightly beside her red horse. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He tilted his head slightly, admiring her on horseback.

Her long hair was lifted by the wind, and strands flew in the air, and a few strands of hair were even sent to his face by the wind, bringing a burst of itchy touch, which made his heart itch too.

"Ah Ning, your riding skills are not very good, but your horse is really a good horse, not much different from my dark cloud cover snow, I didn't expect you Xichu to have such a good horse, where did you get it?"

He is a person who knows horses, and he can see at a glance that her jujube red horse is extraordinary, and he can't help but praise it.

Shen Ning stared straight ahead, deaf to his words.

Nam Tso is not angry, he just likes her serious character, just like himself.

The horses of the two people are both good horses, and after only saying a word, they have galloped out of a distance of fifty meters, and they are getting closer and closer to the stone monument under the stands, and the handwriting on the stone tablet has begun to meet the eyes of the two of them.

Nam Co put away his smile, he and Shen Ning together, both of them were firmly fixed on the ink written on the stone tablet, while galloping on the horse, while secretly reciting in their hearts.

There were obviously hundreds of people at the scene, but at this moment there was silence, only the sound of the hooves of two horses falling to the ground, "click, click", one after another, like a hammer striking in the hearts of everyone.

The hearts of everyone in the Xichu stands were raised in their throats, and those ministers were nervous and frustrated, and they no longer had the slightest hope that their side would win.

Now, they just hope that the loss is not too ugly.

Even some ministers have begun to think about where they will get this extra tribute after losing this competition, which is a full double the amount of silver!

"Ning'er, you have to win! You must win!" The eldest princess stood on the edge of the stands with her fists clenched, cheering for Shen Ning in her heart, and unconsciously muttered on her lips.

Empress Dowager Zhou couldn't help but glare at her, but the eldest princess didn't notice anything, her gaze couldn't be taken away from Shen Ning's face, and she was so nervous that she even forgot to breathe.

Although Mo Chuan didn't say a word, he didn't even see the slightest strange look on his handsome face, but only the most careful people could find that the sleeves of his two hands were shaking slightly, and the dragon robe on his back had slowly oozing water stains.

The two horses were running at great speed, and in just a few breaths, everyone saw two figures flash in front of them, and the two horses had already run under the stands, ran over the stone monument, and then stopped at the same time.

According to the rules, after running over the stele, neither of them could look back at the contents of the stele, so the two of them dismounted together.

In front of the two of them were placed two rectangular bookcases, on which were placed pen, ink, paper and inkstones, and someone had already ground a pool of thick ink in the inkstone, and two sheets of white paper were spread on the table.

But on Namco's table, what was prepared was not a brush, but a thick black charcoal strip.

Ye Tingxuan stood in front of the table and smiled at Shen Ning.

Shen Ning found that there seemed to be deep meaning in his gaze, his gaze drooped slightly, and found that the little finger of his left hand was slightly cocked, as if he was gesturing a number.