Taking the blame for the fake daughter: After being released from prison, she went on a killing spre

Along with Su Yueying, the face and dignity of Emperor Jing Zhao and the people of Great Yin also fell from the altar.

“Hahahaha…” The Beiyuan delegation laughed so hard that they fell over, so arrogant that they didn’t care about the face of Emperor Jing Zhao and his court officials at all.

Emperor Jing Zhao's face was as dark as ink. Xiao Nanchuan wanted to step forward to show concern for Su Yueying, but he held back because of the occasion and his status.

Xiao Ji Chen just stood by and watched with an expressionless face. The eldest prince and Xuan Mo helped the disheveled Su Yueying up from the left and right.

Embarrassment and anger made her almost forget to control her expression. Half of the incense stick had passed, and the Saint of Beiyuan on the altar was not far from completely controlling the wild horse.

According to the rules, as long as the time of one stick of incense had not passed, she could continue, but even if she climbed onto the horse's back immediately, it was too late.

She could lose, but she couldn't lose so badly.

She quickly called the system, consuming fifty points of luck to make the Beiyuan Saint's horse go crazy.

After the system took away fifty points of Su Yueying's luck, the Holy Maiden of Beiyuan on the altar fell directly off the horse.

When Emperor Jing Zhao saw the Saint Maiden of Beiyuan also fall off her horse, his expression instantly eased a lot.

Su Yueying's goal has been achieved. Now that both of them are in trouble, her situation is not so difficult. All she has to do next is pretend to be injured and then pass the mess to Su Yunling.

Since I'm going to lose anyway, I naturally have to drag someone down with me.

The Saint of Beiyuan who had fallen off her horse had climbed back onto the horse. Just when everyone thought that Su Yueying was going to go up and compete again, she fell softly beside the eldest prince. "My ankle is sprained and I can't move. Your Majesty, please allow my second sister to compete with the Saint of Beiyuan on my behalf? My second sister has been dealing with horses since she was very young, and she will definitely not let Your Majesty down."

Su Yunling finally managed to secretly stuff a piece of rose biscuit into her mouth, and Emperor Jing Zhao turned everyone's eyes to her.

No...what does this have to do with her?

Su Yueying mentioned that Su Yunling had been in contact with horses since she was very young. Did she mean that she was locked up in a stable by Liu and slept there for half a month?

Or does it mean that when Su Yueying was playing polo with a group of young men and women, he deliberately hit the ball into a corner and asked her to pick up the ball all over the field?

It's easy to tell that Su Yueying deliberately gave her the chance to show off because she knew she had no hope of winning, so she just dragged her into it.

However, Emperor Jing Zhao seemed to be certain that Su Yunling could not win, and waved his hand with a gloomy look, "Forget it, this round..."

"Your Majesty, I am willing to give it a try..." Su Yunling thought of the three hundred girls who were forced to leave their homes and become lowly playthings. She couldn't just sit there and watch.

Emperor Jing Zhao did not ask any further questions after hearing this, perhaps because he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He sought the opinions of the Beiyuan delegation. Apparently, the arrogant Beiyuan people did not take any Dayin women seriously, and they all said they would do as they pleased.

Seeing that the incense stick had burned out for the most part, Emperor Jing Zhao hurriedly told Su Yunling to hurry up.

Su Yueying's original plan was that as long as she called out Su Yunling's name, regardless of whether she agreed to replace her on stage or not, her stage fright and incompetence would make Emperor Jing Zhao vent his anger on her because of his failure.

But she didn't expect Su Yunling to volunteer, which was an underestimation of her.

But so what? Unless she was riding a wild horse, it would be impossible for her to sit steadily on the horse's back in such a short time.

Su Yunling looked at her calculating face, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of her lips under the veil.

What a pity! I'm afraid she will be disappointed.

Su Yunling took the reins from the guard and looked up at the chestnut horse's eyes, which were bloodshot due to its anger.

She patted its mane and said loudly, "Brother Ma, let me ride you ten times, and then I'll let you go back and reunite with your wife, okay?"

"Hahahaha... Where did you find this girl? She's such a wonderful person..."

Hearing Su Yunling's words, the Beiyuan envoys burst into laughter.

Then soon the smiles on their faces froze and they could no longer smile.

The princes and ministers of Great Yin were also stunned.

After Su Yunling "communicated" with the horse, it actually squatted lower on its own initiative, as if to make it easier for her to climb up.

Sure enough, Su Yunling climbed onto the horse's back and gently squeezed the horse's belly, and the horse rushed out like an arrow.

Su Yunling tried to lower her body as much as possible to reduce the wind resistance so that it could run faster.

The man and the horse cooperated perfectly. How could the originally irritable horse still have any of its previous frenzy?

Not only were the people near the altar stunned, even the Saint Maiden of Beiyuan was stunned.

Originally, the Saint of Beiyuan had barely gained an advantage of two laps, but because the horse was still unwilling to cooperate, she was soon caught up and surpassed by Su Yunling.

“Hahaha… great…” Emperor Jing Zhao was overjoyed.

The face of the Third Prince of Beiyuan became visibly stiff.

Su Yueying's eyes were twisted in disbelief and resentment.

Xiao Nanchuan looked at the heroic woman on horseback, feeling inexplicably complicated.

Xiao Ji Chen's eyes, calm as water, were unfathomable. He sat at his desk, enjoying the tranquility of being out of the world.

As Su Yunling rode the horse until the incense stick was completely burned out, she won the duel with a lead of six laps.

Not only did he preserve the dignity of Dayin, but he also saved the three hundred innocent Dayin women.

Of course, more importantly, he slapped Su Yueying hard in the face.

Su Yueying must be regretting her decision now. The emperor originally wanted her to share the emperor's wrath, but ended up letting her become the center of attention.

Su Yueying was naturally unconvinced, but even more unconvinced than her were the Beiyuan delegation and their saint.

The Saint of Beiyuan protested immediately. She believed that Su Yunling did not rely on his own strength to tame the wild horse, but won by luck, so the duel was unfair.

Su Yunling asked back: "Then may I ask what do you think is fair?"

After the Saintess of Beiyuan and the Third Prince looked at each other, the Queen suggested changing horses for another race, and she wanted her to choose the horse herself.

Under the worried gaze of Emperor Jing Zhao, Su Yunling agreed directly, and soon another wild horse that was unwilling to contact anyone was forcibly dragged in front of Su Yunling.

"Not to mention a woman, even the battle-hardened General Pei may not be able to tame such a wild horse, right?" The ministers of the Great Yin sighed.

General Pei and Xu Handang had worry written all over their faces, and they wished they could take his place if they could.

Xiao Ji Chen lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the man and the horse with interest. For some reason, he always felt that this woman would surprise him again.

The new incense was lit, and the Saint of Beiyuan took the lead and did not forget to throw a provocative look at Su Yunling.

Su Yunling shook his head helplessly, reached out to take the reins and jumped onto the horse without saying a word.

What was astonishing was that the wild horse, which had been restless just a moment ago, instantly became docile after she rode on its back, and almost effortlessly surpassed the Saint of Beiyuan who was still trying hard to get used to the horse.

"Impossible! This is a wild horse that I personally selected. How could it be willing to let you ride it?"

Su Yunling curled her lips calmly, "Maybe I'm just cuter, and animals naturally like me... I'll be leaving first."

When the Saintess of Beiyuan saw that Su Yunling was getting further and further away from her, the string of rationality completely broke.

"Want to please animals, right? Just wait..." The Saint of Beiyuan took out the bone flute hanging around her waist and blew the signal to summon the eagle. The difference from the previous one was that the tune this time was obviously much more radical.

In a moment, three eagles appeared above the altar. They circled for a while and then swooped down towards Su Yunling.

"How can this Saint of Beiyuan be so cunning?" This scene made people indignant.

Prince Beiyuan looked frivolous. "Don't you people of Great Yin often say that all is fair in war? This is just a display of ability to win. What's wrong with that?"