Ning Zhiyao walked slowly, "Miss Luo, what's wrong?" ”

The doctor also rushed over, "How is Miss Luo?" ”

Ling Mei shook her head, "I'm fine. Can any of you see the horses? ”

The doctor shook his head, "There is a specialization in the art industry, the old man is afraid that he can't do anything, Miss Luo just wait for a while." ”

The doctor called the veterinarian.

The white horse turned his head to look at Ling Mei, saw that Ling Mei nodded before moving a few steps out, extremely reluctantly lying down, lazily stretching out his front paws, still proudly tilting his head, the bow on his head flickering in the wind.

The horses' hooves were stained with blood and wounded, and there were large thorns in the forest, and there were many thorns on the hooves, and they were swollen high.

The veterinarian carefully pulled out the thorns from the horse's hooves, and dutifully shook each white horse, which made everyone a little unbearable.

Ning Zhiyao looked at the white horse with teary eyes, "It's so pitiful." ”

The prince pressed her head into his arms, his brows furrowed tightly, and he coaxed softly, "Don't be afraid. ”

Ning Zhiyao lowered her head and looked at the white horse, her eyes flashing with a hint of strong disgust.

The white horse turned his head and stared at Ning Zhiyao sharply, the tip of his nose shrugged, and his eyes were round, as if he was threatening.

Ning Zhiyao raised her eyes and suddenly withdrew from the prince's arms, with a shy red in the corners of her eyes, "Your Royal Highness the prince, I overstepped it." ”

After speaking, Ning Zhiyao pinched the prince's sleeve and shook it again, "His Royal Highness the prince, this horse is so pitiful, let's take it back and raise it." ”

The prince frowned, and when he saw Ning Zhiyao looking at him with teary eyes, he sighed helplessly, "Okay." ”

The prince looked at Ling Mei, with a domineering attitude in his words, and pointed his finger at the white horse, "We want this horse." ”

Ling Mei raised her eyes coldly, her cold pool-like eyes seemed to be able to freeze people's souls, "Don't want your hands anymore?" ”

The prince shook his sleeves angrily, "Luo Yu, don't be ignorant, this prince is willing to discuss with you to give you face." ”

Ling Mei lowered her eyes, looked at the white horse's nervous round eyes, smiled, reached out and touched its head, "It's better to not know what to do than to be shameless than the prince." ”

The prince was extremely angry, "Okay, you wait." ”

Wherever he went since he was a child, he was not flattered, how could anyone dare to be so presumptuous.

The prince's brain twitched, and he went to the emperor in a hurry.

The emperor is still carrying today's prey in his hand, and he looks very happy.

It's just that as soon as he saw the prince, his face immediately sank a little, as if the prince was something that was disappointing.

And the prince didn't notice it at all.

When the emperor heard what had happened, he just said lightly, "The prince of a country, who has no room for people at all, how can he afford a big responsibility?" ”

The prince said unwillingly, "Your Majesty ......"

Now weighing the pros and cons, the emperor does not dare to use force Anhou at all, and Ling Mei is not afraid of what the prince will say.

It's just that Ning Zhiyao's eyes are a little uncertain, but anyone with a little brain knows that he is secretly tidying up behind his back, instead of asking a family member who doesn't like him to stand up for himself like a child making a report.

Was it worth it for her?

She went to destroy Ning Chuyin and the crown prince, which was nothing more than resentment.

In the last life, she was beaten into the cold palace, and the Ning clan of the Marquis of Anguo was connected to the nine clans, but her sister married a king with a different surname and escaped a catastrophe, did her sister ever remember her own sister? ?

Her sister is not a pure person, vicious and vicious, but she does not lose everywhere.