Chapter 32: Under the Arrows

A gust of wind passed, and He Qian's horse neighed uneasily. She looked up www.biquge.info subconsciously looked for Jun Mowen's figure, but found that he was also looking at her quietly.

In an instant, He Qian's mood became excited.

The young lady who was close to her smiled and came up to pull her; "Miss He, do you want to compete with us?"

Reluctantly looking away from Jun Mowen, He Qian turned around and saw that it was a young lady who was familiar with her, she raised her voice; "Of course it's better."

As she spoke, she sneaked a glance at the place where Jun Mowen went.

Under Jun Mowen's gaze, her heart moved. She must win this horse race! What is that Si Ji Chen? In addition to that foxy appearance can confuse His Royal Highness, in terms of identity and talent, she dares to compare with a woman of unknown origin? !

This time, she must behave well in front of Jun Mowen.

As soon as they heard that someone wanted to compete with horses, the people around them consciously gave up an open space, and several young masters volunteered to be referees for them.

Just listen to a command.

He Qian rode out as soon as possible.

Dare to compete in front of everyone, several people must be good at equestrianism, and they are not willing to lag behind and catch up.

He Qian raised his whip and slammed it on the horse, and the horse was in pain, and instantly threw four kicks and ran wildly.

The surrounding onlookers were in a lively and noisy uproar, and the cheers came and went.

Jun Mowen, who was not far away, looked indifferent, and seemed to have left the noisy grid, he no longer looked at He Qian, and nodded slightly somewhere.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in the air, and a cold arrow shot straight towards the young ladies of the horse race, and the first one was He Qian, who was unaware.

The moment she turned around, the feathered arrow was already close at hand.

The sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh......

Scarlet blood spilled on the ground......

He Qian's body suddenly lost strength and fell off the horse's back, and the horse was frightened and raised its hooves high.

The people who were still lively and commotional just now suddenly screamed, and there was a panic all around.

He Qian endured the severe pain and opened her eyes, and what she saw was the hoofs of her horse raised high, she wanted to hide in horror, but she couldn't move.

"Ahh He Qian's terrible screams ran through the entire racecourse.

……

Si Jichen heard the commotion outside, opened the door curtain, but was facing the figure of Shangjun Mowen.

She frowned and looked at him; "Something happened."

Jun Mowen stopped her and smiled gently; "It's just that the young lady of the He family is more than a horse, and she doesn't fall off the horse."

He smiled with a harmless look of humans and animals, and it became an affirmation in the eyes of Si Jichen; "You did it?"

Jun Mo didn't hide it from her, and nodded to himself.

……

It is not a trivial matter for the daughter of Pinghou Mansion to fall from a horse, not to mention the sharp arrow that shot at her, although there are stray arrows on the horse farm every year to hurt people, but this time it is Pinghou's favorite eldest daughter who is injured, and this matter cannot be left at will.

The commotion outside continued for a long time, until it was already dark, and the surroundings gradually quieted down.

Jun Mowen arranged the follow-up things, and only then did he come back, looking at the already dark sky, he stopped in front of his tent.

The lights in the tent flickered, revealing a vague shadow of a man.

His eyes unconsciously softened and warmed, and he suddenly raised a meaningful smile, and lifted the curtain directly into the tent.

……

"You ......"

Seeing Jun Mowen who broke in without warning, Si Jichen was startled and blurted out.

Seeing her stunned appearance, those cold eyes were a little misty, but they made the beauty who had always been as noble as snow have a little more ignorant and lovely taste.

Jun Mo smiled; "What? This is my tent, can't I come in yet? ”

Only then did Si Jichen remember that she was now acting as Jun Mowen's personal guard.

There is only one tent and only one bed.

That...... Tonight......

What should she do?!