Shen Yuan was actually a little scared, but he was more annoyed, angry that this horse was so perverse and disobedient to her dominance. She kicked the horse's belly with a fierce kick at her feet, and at the same time raised the reins high as a long whip, and made a loud note, "snapping" both sides of the horse's neck at the same time.

A small person, a series of movements unhurried, sassy, even the rider who chased the horse to rescue him was stunned. The horse was beaten, but gradually quieted down, snorted, circled around the place, went round and round and slowly stopped, neighed a few times, shook its head and shook its mane a few times, and finally lowered its head.

Some of the people represented by the Mo Yu Mandarin did not know what this meant, but they still hung their hearts for the little girl on horseback, and shouted for the rider to save her. Others, such as the owner of the horse farm, raised their arms and cheered, knowing that the horse had been tamed and had genuinely approved of its owner.

Shen Yuan touched the horse's mane, raised the reins again, much softer than before, blurted out a loud shout, the horse ran, carrying her steadily galloping on the prairie, the riders of the horse farm turned over their horses and chased forward, hugging this person and a horse, shouting and cheering.

After running around the field, a group of people rode back, Mo Yu Mandarin was already waiting in front, and hurriedly hugged Shen Yuan down, distressed and anxious, and wanted to teach her a few words but was reluctant, so he could only hug her in his arms and ask if she was scared and hurt.

"Madame, don't worry, this young lady is talented, and Madame is so blessed." The old farmer laughed heartily and stepped forward, pressed his right hand on his left shoulder, and gave Mo Yu Mandarin Duck, perhaps Shen Yuan, a local courtesy.

The horse shook its mane and squeezed forward, lowering its head and rubbing Shen Yuan affectionately, its big eyes like copper bells shining. The old farmer said that the red horse was called "Red Cloud", and since it was born, no one had been able to tame it, and the best warriors had been thrown down by it. The old farmer said that in the eyes of this child, there is courage and wisdom that are different from ordinary people, and he is a rare proud son of the sky.

Seeing that Shen Yuan was having a good time, Mo Yu wanted to stay in the northwest for a while, and then turn back to the south and go to walk the ancient road when Emperor Zu opened up the territory at the beginning of the founding of Cangwu a hundred years ago, but suddenly received a letter from home, and the old man Mo Yu was in poor health and needed them to go back as soon as possible. Mo Yu and his party could only hurry on the road, day and night to rush back to the southeast of the Central Plains water town Qifeng, two months before they arrived home, Shen Yuan just turned ten years old.

When Shen Yuan was eleven years old, after the death of Master Moqing, the Moyu family suffered another big disaster, so he went to Beijing to run the Qinglou. Maybe it was because he was not accustomed to the water and soil, or maybe he was too frightened, and Shen Yuan's body deteriorated again. Mo Yuyuan blamed himself, and invited a famous doctor in Mojing again, but this time he didn't even seem to be getting better.

Shen Yuan refused to let his adoptive mother have to distract himself from work, often concealed the truth, and hung layers of veils to cover his face, sat on the high platform and played the pipa, and sang a song of the water town of the warbler. In the first few years, Shen Yuan's pipa was the signboard of Lengxiang Pavilion, and because she never showed up, it became more and more mysterious from place to place.

Later, there was a Mingxiang girl in Lengxiang Pavilion, who was a red flower card, and she was very talented, and the four seats were amazing. Miss Mingxiang's appearance can be called the beauty of the country, and there always seems to be a wisp of tactful sorrow between her eyebrows. In Shen Yuan's limited memory, Miss Mingxiang seemed to have only one guest who entered the scene, and Shen Yuan didn't know where he went and where she went.

The arrival of Miss Mingxiang undoubtedly relieved a lot of pressure on Mo Yuyuan. At that time, Shen Yuan was thirteen years old, and the business of Leng Xiang Pavilion and the salt factory was slowly improving, and Mo Yuan was able to put most of his energy back into his adopted daughter.

It's a pity that no matter how much effort you put into it, the cold poison in Shen Yuan's body can't be removed, when she was five years old, in the knee-high snow in the northwest, their abducted women and children only had shabby single clothes, and they were huddled together to keep warm in a thatched hut that leaked on all sides. At the age of seven, she was lonely for two days and two nights under Peacock Mountain, and it was not easy for the little girl of the Shen family to pick up a life.

Seeing that the medicine stone was useless, Mo Yuan didn't know what else to do, so he could only hug Shen Yuan in his arms and silently shed tears. She pampered this little daughter with double love, spoiled and used to it in every way. Shen Yuan is a little arrogant and arrogant now, and it was at that time that he cultivated,

At the age of fifteen and the age of Xuan, Shen Yuan did not see any signs of sunflowers. She herself was ignorant and unaware of the strangeness, but her adoptive mother was well aware of the obscurity of this matter, and the special trustee invited a female doctor in the palace to tell the old man to retire and privately cut her pulse to diagnose the disease. The female doctor was about fifty or sixty years old, and she was born with a charitable face, and after the diagnosis of the pulse, she shook her head and wondered - the doctor was originally a parent's heart, and she saw that this girl was born handsome, and her behavior was also generous, but she fell into a cold and poisonous body, which was really suffocating.

The female doctor considered it again and again, and gave a prescription, taking the medicine according to the prescription, taking it for two years in a row, and within two years, it will be as good as the moon and the sunflower, and the cold disease can also be improved.

That year, Shen Yuan was no longer an ignorant child, he would no longer cry and refuse to take medicine, he drank the medicinal soup that was bitter and tongue-breaking four times a day, and Mo Yuan also put extra effort into her diet, and finally got better day by day. At the age of sixteen and on the New Year, Shen Yuan was a young woman, but the pain was unbearable, and he cried in pain when he had a seizure. In the first few months, she refused to take any more medicine, saying that she would rather drag it out than continue to suffer. Mo Yuyuan had no other way, so he had to inform Shen Han euphemistically and ask him to come forward to reconcile and persuade him personally.

Shen Han is a man, and he was very embarrassed at first glance. In the end, he cherished his sister, and he tried to persuade him, the brother and sister talked for a long time, and Shen Yuan finally nodded. Mo Qian Mandarin sent the decoction, and Shen Han coaxed Shen Yuan to take it, and he didn't give up halfway in the past two years.

Shen Yuan was also once angry with his body cold, and he hated it deeply, feeling that he could not be high or low in martial arts, and he was dragged down by the body cold. General Shen is upright and not good at gentle words, and often bluntly says that it is because she has always been pampered, and she has long passed the age of plasticity, and she can't bear to be harsh, so she has become a three-legged cat. Shen Yuan was too lazy to argue with his brother, as time went by, he had no choice but to get used to it, and in ordinary times, he just lived comfortably, and cried whenever the pain was unbearable, and it would feel much better just when he cried.