Yaoqin was frightened by the kicking of the clouds, and fell on her back on the stone table.

The tea, snacks and other things on the table were all knocked over by her and stained her.

She screamed desperately, but the other ladies around her had already fled far away, and no one cared about her life or death, even Ye Xuelian jumped down the steps at the first time, carrying her skirt and hiding far away.

Kicking Yun Wuqi didn't step on her, and after the front hooves hit the ground, he stuck his huge head in, and seemed to be very interested in the fruits and snacks that Yaoqin was stained on.

Ye Zhiwei sat on horseback, holding the reins tightly with both hands, and seemed to be frightened.

"Cousin...... Quick, dodge, I can't control it......"

Yaoqin moved her body back, kicked Yun Wuqi and stretched her hot mouth to her chest, sticking out her tongue and rolling up a piece of snack on her chest.

"Ahh Yaoqin screamed in fright, and fended back and forth with her hands, trying to keep the horse's head away from her.

The more she dodged back, the more she leaned forward.

Everyone was still wondering why the prince of Nanwang was missing on horseback, but now when they saw Yaoqin's appearance, they all felt funny, and many young sons couldn't help laughing.

Yaoqin almost wanted to die with this kung fu, and she was actually humiliated by a livestock in public, and she was still licking her body.

"Take this beast away!" She was ashamed and annoyed.

Ye Zhiwei was at a loss to pull the reins, and she was about to cry aggrieved, "I...... I can't control it......"

Yaoqin gritted her teeth hatefully, she couldn't control it and didn't see it throw you down, could it be that you deliberately made me make a fool of myself?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and when the blood rushed to the top of her head, she forgot what kind of fierce horse she was kicking the clouds, and she stretched out her hand and slapped the horse in the face.

There was a sudden silence all around, and a few birds swept over the horse farm......

The corners of the villain's mouth in Ye Zhiwei's heart twitched, are you a frivolous prodigal son when this horse is still slapped?

After a brief moment of dead silence, Kick Cloud suddenly opened her mouth and bit her chest accurately and quickly......

"Ahh A terrible scream rang out, as if someone had stepped on Yaoqin's neck, and the sound was so high and sharp that the birds in the mountains behind them flapped their wings and fled into the air.

Just then, a whistle was heard in the distance.

Kicking Yun Wuqi's ears trembled, and he reluctantly let go of Yaoqin, turned around and ran into the distance.

Only then did everyone see the prince of Nanwang standing there, his brocade robe stained with a lot of leaves, and it was obvious that he had just come down from the back mountain.

Kicking the clouds ran up to him, bowed his head and snorted loudly.

He stretched out his hand to grab the reins, and Ye Zhiwei fell off the horse tremblingly.

In the gazebo, Yaoqin clutched her chest like crazy.

Who said that horses eat grass and don't hurt when they bite?

At this time, only Yaoqin herself knew best what it was like, and what made her feel desperate was that the position where Kick Yun Wuqi bit just now was her left front chest, Yin Hong's blood soaked through her clothes, and she trembled in pain.

At this time, the king of England can be said to be lacking in skills, on the one hand, he wants to take care of Ye Zhiwei, and on the other hand, he has to send someone to find a doctor.

Ye Xuelian looked at the blood on Yaoqin's body, biting her lip, looking anxious, "Sister, do you hurt?" ”

Yaoqin was sweating in pain, how could she have the energy to pretend to be a sisterly with Ye Xuelian.

"Eldest sister, bear with me, His Royal Highness has already asked someone to ask for a doctor...... With such a deep wound, I'm afraid I'm going to leave a scar in the future, don't be sad, eldest sister, anyway, there are clothes in the way on weekdays, and others can't see it, so you can relax......"

It sounds like words of consolation, but when it comes out, it is heart-wrenching.

What does it mean not to be sad to leave a scar, there are clothes to block it, won't she marry in the future? She still dreams of being a princess of England, how could such a noble identity of the king of England marry a woman with huge horse tooth marks on her chest as a concubine.

Yaoqin knew that her life was over.

After today, presumably all kinds of rumors about her will soon spread in the capital.

was bitten on the chest by the fierce horse offered by the foreign envoy, and it left such a big tooth mark, I don't know how many people in the Gaomen Mansion will become laughing after dinner, how can there be serious people who dare to come to the door to ask for marriage in the future?

There was already a doctor in the racecourse, although he was not as good as the imperial doctor in the palace, but he was very good at external injuries, but Yaoqin stared at her in horror and did not allow the doctor to get close to her half a step first.

She is still a yellow flower girl, and she is injured in that kind of place, if she is seen by the doctor again, where is there still a way to live, the king of England had to send someone first and send Yaoqin back in a carriage.

Ye Zhiwei saw that Yaoqin was leaving, so she wanted to go back with her.

It's not that she is soft-hearted for a while and wants to take care of Ye Yaoqin, but she knows that her eldest aunt is a short-term protector, if she goes back late, she may be choreographed by Yaoqin to what she looks like, it is better to directly take advantage of her serious injuries and say nothing, and first block her aunt's mouth.

Wind Twilight stood there with the kicking clouds and black horses, and it seemed as if he was about to leave.

The King of England glanced over Twilight's hanging right hand, and just now he accidentally noticed that Twilight had a silk handkerchief wrapped around his right hand, which was obviously worn out by the reins when he tamed and kicked the cloud black horse, but the handkerchief didn't look like his own.

As for the origin of the silk handkerchief, he only had one guess, which was all of Ye Zhiwei's belongings.

From childhood to adulthood, Ye Zhiwei has been the one who loves him the most, the most clingy to him, obedient to him, and will sweetly call him Brother Yingwang.

His gaze couldn't help but fall on Ye Zhiwei.

She left for nine years and went to her aunt's house in the south, where Concubine Li had told him that she was trying to avoid the limelight about Min's death.

He thought that everything would fall into place, that it was his, and that it would never change.

Although he thinks that his feelings for Ye Zhiwei have not reached the point where they can't go, they have known each other since they were children, and suddenly, her eyes are no longer just for him, she will not cry because he snubbed her, this huge gap makes him a little helpless.

When he was in Tianchan Temple, he was already vaguely aware of her changes, but as a British king and a dignified prince, how could he be so angry as to please a woman, those women have always revolved around him.

He will spoil them, indulge them, smile at them gracefully, and easily not make any celebrity know him sad.

However, just one Ye Zhiwei actually made his mind confused.

He also knew that her cousin was bullying her, and it was like this between them since she was a child, but it was just a jealousy between women, and he had seen a lot of this kind of thing in the palace, so he didn't take it too seriously.

Even if he ignored it, she wouldn't be angry with him, and after she made the courtesy, she would marry her into the British Palace, and everything would be done according to Concubine Li's wishes.

But now, it dawned on him that things might well have gone in a direction he couldn't have foreseen.

His sister Wei'er, who has been timid and cowardly since she was a child, would use her own handkerchief to bandage the abrasions on Nanwang Shizi's hands......

What he thought was his own was now suddenly unpredictable, and this huge gap tore at his heart, as if a crack had been torn open in his heart.