Lu Cheng thinks he is very generous.

Ematata pursed her mouth a little aggrieved, but she still didn't dare to let him see it.

Why didn't I see that this Lu Tongmen was such a difficult person to get along with.

Was she blind before? How can you think that others are not bad.

They used to get up young and look at people clumsily.

I knew that she wouldn't team up with Lu Tongmen, so let Senior Brother Shangguan team up with him, Senior Brother Shangguan rode a horse so well, he would definitely not scold Senior Brother Shangguan.

"What do you say bad things about me in your heart?" Lu Chenghe saw her reluctant look, and knew that she must be muttering about him in her heart.

"It's nothing, it's too late for me to thank Lu Tongmen, thank you Lu Tongmen for accompanying me to practice."

Emata shook her head again and again, duplicitous.

"You know each other." Lu Chenghe nodded with satisfaction and said, "If it's just me, I don't need to practice." ”

No, the point is that you have to be able to compare with each other.

Of course, she only dared to say this in her heart, and in front of Lu Chenghe, she still honestly did her little garbage, lowered her head and didn't speak.

"A quarter of an hour has come." Lu Chenghe reminded him very unceremoniously, and Ematata stood up with a bitter face and went to lead her horse, which was also bitter face.

"It's so hard for you." Ematamata stroked the horse's mane with some sympathy, and rode on the horse to follow Lu Chenghe in the racecourse.

"Leg strain! Keep your eyes straight ahead and hold the reins in your hands! Turning a corner! Turn! ”

After a few laps, Ematata felt that she was about to be scolded for smoking.

If she continues like this, her life will be lost.

Although she has a weak temper since she was a child, and others have bullied her, but because of her father's identity, no one dares to go too far, she has never been scolded by anyone since she was a child, and now she feels that she has endured all her seventeen years of scolding.

Why is this Lu Tongmen so irritable.

Emata sighed.

"I said Ematata, how do you ride this horse? Can we still win if you run like this? You're so stupid, go back and eat a pig brain to make up for your pig brain! ”

Ematata listened to him scolding, she had just finished running the horse, she was tired and uncomfortable, and her hands were faintly painful from the grinding of the reins, and it was hot, and the anger in her heart also came up, and her mouth was deflated, and she cried.

When Lu Chenghe saw her crying, the words that had come to his lips to teach her stopped instantly, he swallowed his saliva, and he didn't know what he should say.

"Y-why can't you help but say it, and you cry when you say it?"

"What do you mean? I haven't been scolded since I was a child, why are you scolding me? You are a bad person, Lu Chenghe is a big bad person! ”

The louder she cried, the louder she looked, the horses were curious, Lu Chenghe was afraid of being heard, and subconsciously wanted to cover her mouth, but she felt that it was not appropriate, so she had to think of a way to coax her.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, okay, I won't scold you, I'm wrong, right?"

"Lu Chenghe is a big bad guy...... " The more Emata cried, the louder she became, her eyes were closed and her mouth was wide open, she couldn't hear any sound, and her tears flowed loudly, and she wiped it when she entered her mouth.

Watching her cry, for some reason, he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

She looks like a little fat man in the neighbor's house when she was a child, who was robbed of a sugar gourd by the child next door, sitting on the ground and crying at the sky.

He threw a piece of orange peel into his mouth very badly, and he bit it, which was bitter and astringent, and stopped crying and chased after him to beat him.

It's a pity that he doesn't have orange peels in his hands at this time.

The more Emata cried, the more aggrieved he became, he was scolding her every day these days, and even Mr. couldn't listen to it anymore, she finally persevered until the day of the competition, I thought I didn't have to be scolded, but I didn't expect him to practice again, and he still had to scold her.

Why?

"Don't cry!" Lu Chenghe was so noisy that he shouted, and Emamata stopped crying halfway through, looking at him with red eyes and puzzled.

His eyes were full of accusations against him, like a little rabbit in a hurry.

"I'm not going to scold you, don't cry, okay?"

"Lao Tzu is no longer practicing!" Ematata angrily threw off the reins of her horse, turned and ran.

Lu Chenghe was stunned in place.

Was she talking about "Lao Tzu" just now?

No one has dared to call himself Lao Tzu in front of him.

This honest little girl really learned badly by Lu Li's side, and she learned all kinds of vocabulary.

Lu Chenghe sighed slightly and touched the mane of the frightened horse next to him.

"Your master is sick, let's ignore her."

Until the start of the competition in the afternoon, Lu Li didn't see Ematamata.

Looking at Lu Chenghe from afar, although Lu Li had been avoiding him, he couldn't help but run over.

"What about Matamata?"

"Didn't she go back a long time ago?" Lu Chenghe was a little puzzled, this little girl ran two laps and then quit, he thought she must go back to sleep.

"Nope." Lu Li was also a little anxious, and when the two of them were about to go their separate ways, a lonely figure walked over from the side of the road and walked over slowly.

"Mamata, are you alright?"

Emamata lowered her head, her eyes were red like rabbits, she had been hiding in the corner and crying secretly all morning, thinking that she could adjust well, but after crying all morning, she finally stopped, and when she saw it, she was gone, and she almost cried out again.

Lu Li kicked Lu Chenghe viciously, and pulled Lu Li to wipe his tears next to him.

Lu Chenghe also looked aggrieved.

He didn't do anything.

Normally, when he was training the palace people in the Moon Shadow Palace, he had always been like this.

Could it really be that he is too fierce?

For the first time in his life, Lu Chenghe questioned himself.

After Emata finished crying, he sat in front of the ring with Lu Li.

The next competition is a calligraphy competition.

Among their Taixue, Bai Lingyu and Li Hekuan are stable in their temperament, Bai Lingyu is familiar with 100 books, and Li Hekuan is familiar with 100 calligraphy, which is the best one in their entire Taixue.

Li Hekuan competed with a male student of the Wuyi State Mission, and the two of them splashed ink, took out the written works for the Mr. and the general to evaluate, and finally comprehensively selected the better person.

Just as he was speaking, a sudden announcement came from the door of Taixue.

"The Holy One has arrived! The Queen Mother has arrived! ”

Everyone stood up and bowed, and the saint smiled heartily.

"Everyone's flat."

Although the saint is in the palace, he also knows the result of this competition, one win, one loss and one draw, and now it is the situation of a draw between the two countries.

What he wants is not only to win, but also to win overwhelmingly, so as to show their kingly bearing and grace as a great country.

"Meet the Holy One." General Lieyang saluted the saint.

"General Lieyang is well."