Si Yu actually caught up.

This is something that Duan never expected, he felt in his heart that Si Yu was a waste, and he would definitely break his arms and legs in the process.

As a result, the waste was able to catch up with his Maxima?

Everyone in the audience sighed.

Si Yu has always been low-key and never takes the lead, and everyone subconsciously thinks that he is a useless waste material.

I didn't expect the scrap wood to ride a horse, and it rode so well.

But then I think about it, Si Yu has been the prince's companion since he was a child, and it is not uncommon for him to be familiar with it and to ride a horse.

Mrs. Duan crumpled her handkerchief into a ball and glanced gloomily at Song Qi, who had a cold face.

If the eldest son loses to Si Yu, it will definitely greatly reduce the Song family's perception, and at the same time, it will also be a big obstacle to her tomorrow's arrangement.

*

Seeing that he was about to be caught up by Si Yu, Duan Ziqi gritted his teeth vigorously, took out the prepared silver needle and stabbed his horse hard.

The horse raised its head and let out a neigh, speeding forward and galloping forward, instantly widening the distance between it and Si Yu.

Just when everyone thought that Si Yu would also speed up, his steed gradually slowed down.

The boy seemed very uncomfortable, and the hand holding the reins was on his abdomen.

The palm of his hand was bloody and damp, and the wound was broken.

Far away, everyone couldn't see Si Yu's movements, and only thought that he was due to stage fright at the juncture.

Seeing this, Mrs. Duan breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the eldest son has won.

Si Yu, don't be afraid.

Song Zhao chased after him from behind and looked at Si Yu eagerly, "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

Si Yu was indeed quite uncomfortable, but he didn't want to show weakness in front of Song Zhao, so he removed his hand from his abdomen casually, and said lightly, "It's okay." ”

"Can you do it?" Song Zhao looked at him with suspicious eyes, "Is it physically exhausted?" If you can't, you can go first, I can get on it myself. ”

She took it for granted, thinking that Si Yu would be able to ride a horse, and she would definitely be able to catch up with the Duan period.

But I forgot that Si Yu had never had a good life since he was a child, and his body must be malnourished, how could he afford strenuous exercise

Si Yu, "......"

No way? Will he not be able to?

The boy's face cracked for a moment, and he took a deep breath and regained his grip on the reins.

He set up his horse and took a few steps closer to Song Zhao, and his deep voice called softly, "Song Zhao." ”

Song Zhao looked at him sadly.

From an angle that everyone couldn't see, Si Yu turned sideways, his thin lips came to Song Zhao's ear, and the raised Adam's apple rolled down,

"Keep your eyes open and see if my physical strength is good."

After speaking, his legs clamped the horse's belly hard, and the horse galloped forward.

Like a lightning bolt that had been accumulating for a long time, it struggled to break through the dark clouds and swept towards the end of the sky.

Song Zhao, "......"

The rain stops, the sky clears, and you feel like you're okay again.

But the point is,

Don't go too far!

She glanced at the distance that had been widened in an instant, and without hesitation, she turned around and walked slowly from the middle of the racecourse to the end of the racecourse.

Harm, her little arms and legs, no matter how awesome she is, can't handle the physical strength of those men.

Naturally, you have to cut corners to intercept it.

Anyway, it's not an official competition, and Song Zhao is at ease cheating.

*

It was getting closer and closer to the finish line, and Duan Ziqi felt that he had won, and he smiled proudly.

No matter how bad Si Yu is, he is also the prince of the former dynasty.

can easily crush him, which makes Duan Ziqi feel a kind of perverted satisfaction in his heart.

At this moment, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him again.

Si Yu once again caught up with the paragraph period.

Inside the field.

Everyone was very surprised, obviously he had just opened up so much distance, but Si Yu could still catch up?

Even Song Yu couldn't hide his surprise and looked at Si Yu more.

This boy must not be as waste as it seems on the surface.

Duan Ziqi's face was gloomy as water, "How did you catch up?" ”