The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

"Want to ride? This is Zhuri, a war horse with a fierce temper. Be careful."

"Can I touch it?"

Mo Yici always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't stop it and just nodded.

"day by day."

Lan Wangshu slowly approached, picked up a handful of grass, and held it out to him while keeping a certain distance.

Zhuri sniffed and shook his horse's head, looked at her with humane eyes for a while, and then took a bite.

Lan Wangshu was in a good mood and took two steps closer. Zhuri ignored her and continued to eat the grass in her hand with his head down.

She carefully touched the hair on Zhuri's neck, then touched the horse's face. Zhuri turned around and smelled her scent, but didn't have any big reaction and turned back.

Mo Yici frowned slightly. There was something weird about Lan Wangshu. When did Zhuri's temper become so good? Her methods and actions clearly showed that she had come into contact with horses, but this was completely contrary to her life experience.

"Miss Blue has ever ridden a horse?"

"Yes, I rode one when I was a kid. I wasn't here, but I don't remember it. My dad would ride a horse sometimes."

It was also the first time that Mo Yici heard news about their parents. They only knew that their parents had passed away long ago.

If she had been able to come into contact with horses, she must have had a relatively affluent life when she was a child, and her differences can be understood. It's a pity that if she were in Kyoto, she should have been planning to get married at this age, and with her parents' arrangements, I don't know how many doors would have been opened for her.

"Young General, can I try?"

Mo Yici looked into her bright eyes and couldn't help feeling some pity in his heart. He nodded. With him around, nothing would go wrong.

"Miss Lan, be careful."

Lan Wangshu got his permission and responded cheerfully. The girl was short and it was a little difficult for her to get on the horse, but her posture was not ugly. When she sat on the horse and looked at Mo Yici, she didn't think he was too tall anymore.

Zhuri found someone on his back. He stomped his feet uncomfortably and walked back and forth a few steps. His wet eyes looked a little uneasy, but he calmed down a little when he saw Mo Yici.

"Little General, please help me look after my brother for a while."

There was a mountain behind the Lan family. Lan Wangshu rode his horse towards the back of the mountain. At first, he was not running very fast, but when he found that he couldn't get rid of the little girl on him, he ran even faster.

Lan Wangshu knew that this warhorse had a bad temper, but he was not impatient. He just slowly controlled and coaxed Zhuri, not making it uncomfortable because of its unruly nature. After running for a while, Zhuri seemed to get used to it and took Lan Wangshu for a stroll in the back mountain.

She rode the horse and finally let out the first breath of frustration since coming to this era. Even with a system and a brain, she still didn't feel that this was her home. She had no sense of belonging at all. She even had to live carefully every day. She had to find a reasonable excuse for what to say and what to take out.

Lan Wangshu had no one to talk to. Even Lai Qian'er could not understand her inner pain. In fact, she was not happy.

However, there is one sentence that applies to every person who travels through time.

Now that you are here, you can feel at ease.

Life still has to go on and will not stop because she is unhappy, and she will not return to the modern era because of her unhappiness. Instead of doing so, it is better to adjust her mentality and at least allow herself to live well in this era and leave some footprints.

Mo Yici was waiting with the twins. The two children were busy with their own things and didn't need much attention. He leaned against a big tree and closed his eyes to rest. There were not many people coming and going in this place, but some people still saw him.

The people in the village are simple and plain. Scholars are usually very popular, let alone such a person who is full of nobility and masculinity. The young girls and wives passing by like to take a few more glances at him. Maybe there is no other intention, they just think he is good-looking and want to take a few more glances.

When Lan Zhaozhao heard that Lan Wangshu and the others had returned, and that the villagers said they didn't know what their family had done yesterday, she smelled a burnt meat aroma. She couldn't sit still anymore and came over with a lot of anger. On the way, she saw Mo Yici, who had a slender figure and tight body lines.

"Sir, I'm Lan Zhaozhao. Are you lost? Do you need help?"

Lan Zhaozhao smoothed her hair, took small steps and walked over with her most innocent expression.

When Mo Yici heard the voice, he looked at her with a smile. After so many years in Kyoto, how could he not understand what Lan Zhaozhao meant?

"No need."

Lan Zhaozhao didn't think there was anything wrong with being rejected. She thought that men like her should be treated coldly.

However, her grandmother said that it would be easy for a girl to pursue a boy. The man's demeanor and luxurious clothes told her that this man was not ordinary. If she could hook up with him, she would be very proud. But thinking about the misfortune that would come in the future when she wore luxurious clothes, Lan Wangshu would be furious.

"You're welcome, sir. I'm also from the Lan family in the village and I'm very familiar with this place."

"Lan Zhaozhao, you bad guy, stay away from my master."