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Behind the crowd, Prince Jing came out and came in front of Feng Qingluan and Xiao Yu with a smile on his face.

He stood outside the crowd and watched the show when the dispute broke out here.

The lonely young man was quite courageous and dared to exchange the future Princess Rong with a prostitute from the brothel to accompany him for a night.

It is true that the ignorant are fearless.

However, this lonely young man is wealthy and the people around him don't seem to be ordinary people either, so he might as well make some friends with him.

As for Feng Qingluan, she was Prince Rong's woman. He helped to rescue her, and it was considered that he owed Prince Rong a favor by recording her as a merit. After much consideration, he stepped out to mediate.

When Xiao Yu saw him, his eyes turned colder.

A person standing behind him came up and whispered in his ear:

"Sir, this is King Jing Xie Ji."

Xiao Yu glanced at him sideways. It was the unpopular and incompetent King Jing.

He was having a good time, why did this guy come out to mess things up?

Xie Ji didn't know yet that while he was guessing the other party's identity, the other party already knew all about him.

Xie Ji cast a look towards Feng Qingluan that said "I'll help you". His attendant, fearing that Young Master Lonely didn't know the identity of his master, came up and said loudly:

"This is His Royal Highness Prince Jing. Don't you guys bow to him when you see him?"

Xiao Yu seemed to have just heard it for the first time, and he bowed and said:

"Greetings, King Jing."

Liao Luoling also saluted.

I thought to myself, could it be that Prince Jing is here to help Sister Qingluan?

Asked: "Your Highness Prince Jing, what do you think is a better way to deal with this?"

Xie Ji said with a smile: "Today, I want to go to the East Market to buy a BMW. I heard that a new horse farm was built in the West Mountain. I want to go there to race horses. I happened to come across this and thought of a good idea."

He looked at Xiao Yu with an appraising look:

"Can Mr. Lonely ride a horse?"

Xiao Yu guessed what he was going to do:

"I'll be in a bit."

Xie Ji nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Feng Qingluan again:

"Miss Feng, you can ride a horse, right? Your father is the Marquis of Protecting the Country, and you come from a family of military commanders. You should be quite good at riding and shooting, right?"

Feng Qingluan said: "Why don't you just tell me what King Jing's method is."

Xie Ji smiled and said, "Since both of us can ride horses, why don't we go to the horse farm and have a competition? We are all here to have fun, so let's have something exciting, right, Mr. Lonely?"

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows:

"Your Highness is right, Miss Feng, how about we use horse racing to decide where Mei Niang will go tonight?"

He had just arrived in the capital, so before he got things done, it would be better for him not to provoke the evil spirit King Rong.

But if he wins Feng Qingluan in the competition fairly, then you can't blame him for being excessive if he makes further demands.

Feng Qingluan said: "Okay, if I win, you can't order Mei Niang anymore and you can't have anything to do with her."

Xiao Yu said: "No problem, if you lose, you have to agree to one of my requests. It won't be staying up all night, it's something serious."

Feng Qingluan said without hesitation: "Okay."

Liao Luoling was vaguely worried.

Is Sister Qingluan a good rider?

She had never heard of it.

After reaching a consensus, the group went to Xishan Racecourse.

"Mr. Lonely, Miss Feng, go pick the horses."

Several people came to the stable.

Xiao Yu asked his subordinates to help him choose.

Xie Ji also picked one and walked towards Feng Qingluan.

"Miss Feng, this little red colt is as swift as the wind and has a gentle personality. I carefully selected it for you. It suits you very well."

Feng Qingluan looked at the horse. Its fur was as flaming as fire, its eyes were bright, and its muscles had beautiful lines. It was indeed a good horse.

"Thank you King Jing for your kindness. My guards will help me choose."

Xue Zimo has been with his father for many years, so it is not difficult for her to choose a horse that suits her.

Not long after, Xue Zimo came over leading a white horse.

Without saying anything, Feng Qingluan jumped on the horse and took a test run in the racecourse.

The original owner looked delicate and weak, and King Jing was right about one thing. She was taught by the Marquis of Protectorate personally since she was a child. Although she did not practice martial arts, she knew how to ride and shoot.

But later, in order to win Xie Yan's favor, after knowing that he liked gentle and weak women like Feng Shuyao, the original owner never touched a horse again.

She can ride a horse in modern times, but if she wants to use it for competition, she needs to get familiar with this body first.

In order to save his face, Feng Qingluan refused the horse he chose and wanted a guard's horse instead. She still didn't trust him.

Xie Ji had someone lead the horse he had chosen away, and watched Feng Qingluan galloping on the spotless white horse in the horse field with burning eyes.

She was dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, looking heroic and dashing. He had never seen any noble lady in the capital riding a horse as skillfully and freely as Feng Qingluan, as if she had become one with the horse, like a beautiful painting that was pleasing to the eyes.

In her heart, she couldn't help but curse the fool King Chu. Perhaps giving up Feng Qingluan, this unpolished gem, for that concubine who was not worthy of being shown in public was the biggest mistake of his life.

When Xie Ji was looking at Feng Qingluan, Xiao Yu's eyes were also fixed on her.

This young lady seems to be very good at riding a horse, so perhaps we shouldn't underestimate her.

He must defeat Feng Qingluan and make her agree to his conditions.

After warming up, Feng Qingluan changed into a simple and capable riding outfit.

Xiao Yu also changed her clothes.

The referee is Xie Ji.

The two men mounted their horses, ready to go.

At the end of the horse race was another hill, where King Jing had already sent people waiting.

The rules of the game are simple, whoever reaches the finish line first is the winner.

Since it was the first time for both of them to come to the racecourse, Xie Ji briefly explained the special locations along the way, such as the forest slopes.

Competition is competition, but life safety should be put first.

"Are you ready?"

Xie Ji asked.

Xiao Yu and Feng Qingluan looked at each other.

Xie Ji waved the flag heavily, and the two of them rushed out of the racecourse like arrows!

Liao Luoling was so nervous that he kept flipping his fingers and praying silently in his heart.

Sister Qingluan, you must win the competition and can't let that lonely young man succeed!

One stick of incense after they set off, Xiao Yu's guards all mounted their horses and chased in their direction.

Seeing this, Xue Zimo also rode a fast horse.

Liao Luoling shouted:

"Wait, I'm going too."

She didn't know why Xiao Yu's men suddenly mounted their horses and chased after them.

Are you trying to disrupt the game?

The rules do not allow for guards to follow.

So she had to go too.

She jumped on the horse and followed Xue Zimo's horse.

The actions of Xiao Yu's guards gave Xie Ji some clues.

The identity of the Lonely Young Master is not simple. It’s just a competition, but these guards have to chase after him to protect him half an incense stick away. He must be of great origin.

Xie Ji narrowed his eyes and ordered:

"Come here, check the identity of this lonely young man. When did he come to Beijing, how long has he been in Beijing, where did he come from, and what did he do in Beijing? The more detailed the better."

The guard accepted the order: "Yes, Your Highness."

Xie Ji looked at the horses that had run away without a trace.

The Wanshou Festival is approaching, and the envoys from the country of congratulation are on the way. Could this lonely young man be the envoy from some country who has arrived in Beijing first?

He had to find out more about it and seize the opportunity to get to know her first.