The horse race is over.

Qin Wanyin deservedly won the first place.

She rolled over and dismounted, uncovering the cloth from the horse's eye.

In the cheers of the audience, the horse let out a long neigh, and its soft mane was majestic, as if it did not belong to this trapped corner of the horse farm, but to the vast world.

Proud and spirited.

And unexpectedly, this proud pony lowered his head and rubbed Qin Wanyin's palm affectionately.

The fluffy touch made Qin Wanyin smack his fingers.

I couldn't help but think back to a long, long time ago, the mount war horse that had accompanied her from birth to death also had such maroon hair, and it would rub her palms like this.

It's just that later, they died with her on the night of the thunderstorm when thousands of arrows were fired.

Qin Wanyin was in a trance for a moment.

Until she was tapped on the shoulder.

It's Xu Yayao.

The little girl didn't expect Qin Wanyin to ride a horse so well, so she raised her head unconvinced and said:

"Where did you learn horsemanship! If I were the same teacher as you, I would be able to surpass you. ”

Qin Wanyin smiled, "You want to find my teacher to teach you how to ride a horse?" It's a pity that his old man has long since turned into a handful of loess. ”

"Did you say that about your teacher?" Xu Yayao stomped her feet unwillingly, but she was helpless, she couldn't go underground to find out Qin Wanyin's coach, right?

Qin Wanyin successfully circled a wave of fans and was surrounded by groups.

"Miss Qin, you are so good at horseback riding, how many years have you been practicing?"

Qin Wanyin thought for a while, "It won't take long, maybe a year or two." ”

"A year or two! It's genius! There was a round of admiration.

Qin Wanyin did not have Versailles.

It's just that the place where she trains her horses is not on the horse farm, but on the battlefield.

If you can't ride a horse well, you will lose your life at any time, which is different from these young masters and young ladies who cultivate sentiments.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and Qin Wanyin moved his muscles and bones.

She hadn't ridden in a long time.

Especially when she saw that piece of fire, countless thoughts pulled her back into a quagmire of memories.

Ten thousand arrows were fired, many of which were rockets stained with black oil.

Shoot at her in a dense manner.

She turned around to find Ji Hezi to fulfill her promise, but saw Ji Tinglin standing behind her at some point.

He seemed to have Parkinson's, and his hands hanging at his sides trembled.

The next second, the thin wrist lifted and clasped her arm.

The voice was different from the previous one, with a restrained trill, "Who is your teacher?" ”

Qin Wanyin looked at his scarlet and bloodshot eyes, and frowned subconsciously.

Her dark eyes seemed to be deep in the ancient well, containing waves of disgust.

She couldn't figure out why there were so many people in this retirement world who seemed to be the protagonists of a small world.

But whether they were the same soul or just happened to have exactly the same face, she was annoyed to death.

Qin Wanyin brushed his hand away, "You also want to see my teacher?" It's simple, you go and pick a way to die now, and you can always encounter it in the underworld. ”

She ignored Ji Tinglin's abnormality and walked straight to Ji Hezi and Xu Yayao.

"Miss Ji, I am willing to lose the bet, and now I can admit that you plagiarized "Gong Yuchun", right?"

Ji Hezi pursed his lips, naturally unwilling.

On the side, He Mingyan helped, "This is a horse race, don't Miss Qin think it's ridiculous to use the results of a horse race to bet on the truth of another thing?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Xia Chun coldly again, "Even if you win the horse race, it doesn't prove that she didn't plagiarize, does it?" ”

Qin Wan laughed angrily.

She knew they were shameless, but she didn't expect them to be so shameless.

Qin Wanyin had long known that the result of this competition had no meaning.

If she loses, they will force Xia Chun to admit to plagiarism.

And if Ji Hezi loses, then everyone will only be with the mud.

Just because Ji Hezi is the daughter of the Ji family.

For outsiders, they don't know that Ji Hezi is the adopted daughter of the Ji family, and Ji Hezi himself is worried that others will know, so he is secretive about it, and tries his best to behave like Ji's father and Ji's mother.

On the other side, Youzining was not happy.

Didn't these people bully Sister Qin!

He stared at Ji Hezi, "Since Miss Ji can't afford to play, forget it, Sister Qin is not a more serious person." But your book fans are really interesting, before the game, I didn't question the absurdity of the bets, but now that our Sister Qin has won, she said that the rewards and punishments are unreasonable? ”

Qin Wanyin interrupted with a smile, "It was originally a joke, but since Miss Ji lost, she always had to be punished with a glass of wine." Miss Ji, you can't rely on it this time? ”

Ji Tinglin squinted, "I'll take her place." ”

"I know that your brother and sister have a good relationship." Qin Wanyin sighed, "When I was a child, I watched a Korean drama, which tells the tragic story of the love between a fake daughter who was held by mistake when I was an infant and a brother who is not related by blood, which is very touching. Miss Ji is brilliant, and I believe that one day your work will become a classic like this TV series. ”

Ji Tinglin and Ji Hezi both changed their faces.

Qin Wan chanted a word, but poked at the sore spot of the two of them respectively.

Ji Hezi cares about hiding the fact that she is an adopted daughter.

Ji Tinglin cares about hiding this feeling that can't be made public.

Qin Wanyin smiled slightly, "I'll give you a glass." ”

As she spoke, she took two special cocktails from the waiter with the tray and handed them to the brother and sister.

The color of the wine is beautiful, orange-yellow underneath, with a transition of transparent liquid in the middle, an ice-blue cap, and a tangerine slice as a garnish.

Qin Wanyin raised her head and took a sip, "I don't drink well, I will talk nonsense if I drink too much, and it will be bad if I say anything about the rich family." ”

The wine in his hand is like an arrow on a string.

Ji Tinglin and Ji Hezi weren't sure what Qin Wanyin knew, but they always felt that what she said just now meant something.

In the end, I drank the special concoction in the cup.

The palate is tropical fruity, with soft and complex notes of brandy.

After a while, Ji Tinglin felt a little itchy in his neck.

The bystanders were startled when they saw that his neckline was covered with a red rash, densely packed.

"Listen to Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?"

"It looks like allergies."

At this time, Mrs. Ji came over and saw the rash on her son's neck, and her face changed.

"Listen to Lin, did you eat mangoes?"

Ji Tinglin was puzzled, "No." ”

Qin Wanyin pretended to be surprised, "Is Ji Gongzi allergic to mangoes?" There was mango in the cocktail just now. ”

Mrs. Ji nodded, "That's right, my husband and I are also allergic to mangoes." ”

On the other side, Ji Hezi realized it and was about to pretend to be allergic.

But at this moment, Qin Wanyin held her hand.

worried: "Let me see if Miss Ji is allergic, it's all because I don't know that your whole family is allergic to mangoes, otherwise you wouldn't take two glasses of wine, it's not good if the girl has a scar." ”

Qin Wanyin hung her head, looking very guilty.

Mrs. Ji couldn't help but comfort her, "It's okay, Hezi is not allergic." ”

Qin Wanyin was meaningful, "I see." ”

Allergies can be large or small, ranging from a moment to shock and suffocation.

After Mrs. Ji took Ji Tinglin to the second floor, and the figure disappeared at the turn of the stairs, Qin Wanyin looked at Ji Hezi.

"It's really strange, the Ji family is allergic to mangoes, I didn't expect Miss Ji to be an exception, I don't know if I thought you and Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji were not a family."