After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

The rules of the competition are very simple. They ride horses three laps and whoever finishes first wins. The starting point is where they are standing now, and the turning point is a sheepfold two kilometers away.

Qin Junyu was confident of victory. He mounted his horse and looked down at the trembling Qin Fengtian. He couldn't help but urge him, "What are you waiting for? Do you want to delay until the team sets off, so that you don't have to compete?"

They have stayed here long enough. If they don't go back, Tayali will send someone to urge them.

"Are you scared?" Nian Susu provoked him again, "Why don't you just admit defeat now."

She walked in front of Qin Fengtian and asked, "Have you ever heard that it's better to lose at the starting line than at the finish line?"

"What do you mean?" Qin Fengtian didn't understand.

Behind him, Nian Qiaoyue's eyes widened as she stared indignantly at Nian Susu, who seemed to be smiling.

She had heard this before. The last time she competed with Qin Junyu and Tayali, Nian Susu told her, "It's better to lose at the starting line than at the finish line, so you save yourself a run." In the end, she didn't run, but she got ten acres of vegetable fields wet.

This time it was this sentence again, and I felt a shadow in my heart, always feeling that something bad would happen.

Nian Susu did not answer Qin Fengtian, but stared at Nian Qiaoyue and smiled, which made her scared.

When Nian Qiaoyue was about to break down, Nian Susu turned around and left.

Nian Qiaoyue adjusted her mood and cheered Qin Fengtian up.

The arrow is on the string and has to be shot. Qin Fengtian mounted his horse and rode forward to meet Qin Junyu on the same level.

Nian Susu stepped on the ground, pointed at the tip of his shoe and said to the two people: "This is the end point, remember it."

She stretched out her arms and put her palms together, "I'm ready."

"Ready, ready..." He raised his palms and clapped them down, "Go!"

Qin Junyu kicked the horse's belly and the horse rushed out as fast as lightning. The grass was slightly shaken by the horse's footsteps, and the dark figure soon disappeared from sight.

"Oh my god!" Nian Susu was amazed. He stared with his mouth wide open at the place where Qin Junyu disappeared. He couldn't calm down for a long time. It seemed that his presence just now affected his performance.

Suddenly, Nian Qiaoyue's urgent voice came from the side: "Run, Prince!"

She turned her head and found Qin Fengtian still standing there, holding the reins tightly, sweating profusely, looking at Nian Qiaoyue in embarrassment. If Nian Qiaoyue urged him again, he would probably cry on the spot.

Nian Susu held his forehead with his hand, it seemed that he had no choice but to help him.

She walked to the side of the horse, and under two puzzled gazes, she gently stroked the horse's hindquarters and said to Qin Fengtian: "Your Majesty, remember this."

Qin Fengtian waited carefully for what was to come.

She said solemnly and earnestly: "Remember this, don't remember anything!" Then she gritted her teeth and slapped the horse's buttocks.

A cry resounded through the clear sky, and both the man and the horse rushed out.

"Ah! Help!" Qin Fengtian went out, but his soul had not yet caught up. His tears and snot were blown backwards by the wind, but he held on to the reins tightly and did not dare to let go.

Qin Junyu, who had already completed half of the circle and was on his way back, saw Qin Fengtian being shaken off the saddle and couldn't help laughing, so he "kindly" helped him to hit the horse's leg. The horse ran faster and the man shouted louder.

Nian Susu stood back in place with his arms folded. Seeing Nian Qiaoyue coming over angrily, he quickly raised his hands to block her face. "Hey, no need to thank me. Just remember to fulfill your promise later."

Nian Qiaoyue then remembered that she had not said what kind of reward Qin Junyu would want if he won. Was he going to trick her again like he did last time?

She frowned slightly. She was about to reprimand Nian Susu for being reckless and hurting Qin Fengtian, but she suddenly changed the subject and asked, "What promise? You haven't said it yet. What do you want me to do if you win?"

There is no vegetable field or manure pit here.

Nian Susu glanced at her with a slightly mocking tone, "What? Do you also think that His Highness will definitely win? So you are in a hurry to receive the punishment?" She smiled and blinked.

Qin Fengtian was far behind at the start and was destined to lose to Qin Junyu.

But Nian Qiaoyue did not give up and still held on to a glimmer of hope. She snorted coldly, stood aside, and stopped talking to Nian Susu. Instead, she stared intently at the figure running towards them.

If nothing unexpected happens, it is Qin Junyu.

Nian Qiaoyue sighed in disappointment and became more and more anxious.

"Your Highness! Come on!" Nian Susu shouted and jumped, waving his arms in excitement.

Qin Junyu ran past her without changing his expression and started the second lap... the third lap...

When Qin Junyu started his third lap, Qin Fengtian had just started his second lap.

At this time, Nian Qiaoyue no longer held any hope. She kicked the grass dejectedly. The small area under her feet was bald.

Jing Qiu ran over breathlessly to look for someone.

"Miss, have you had enough fun? It's time to go." He held a straw stick in his mouth, his arm hanging on Nian Susu's shoulder, looking nonchalant and unruly.

Nian Susu looked back at the team on the official road. The soldiers were already adjusting their status and preparing to set off.

And Qin Junyu's figure appeared in sight in front.

“Right away!” Nian Susu’s shoulders sank, Jingzhe slipped away, and she fell. She raised her arms and shouted to Qin Junyu: “Your Highness! We are going to win!”

Jingzhe spat out the straw stick, looked in the direction where she was looking, frowned and said, "He can't hear it at such a long distance." Then he added proudly, "If it was our owner, he would definitely be able to hear it."

"Are you talking about the mystery?" Nian Susu asked subconsciously.

"Ah?!" Jingzhe was shocked, pointing at her with trembling fingers, "You, you, you...you know our manor owner? You even called him by his name! You are so disrespectful!"

Nian Qiaoyue was standing far away and didn’t hear what the two of them were saying. She only knew that one was calm and composed, while the other was anxious and about to explode.

Seeing his big reaction, Nian Susu deliberately stuck out his tongue and made a face and shouted twice: Xuanji! Xuanji! Lululu!

"You, you, you..." Jingzhe was angry, but he couldn't do anything about her. Finally, he crossed his arms across his chest, snorted angrily and got sulked.

According to her observation, Xuan Ji is like an idol to Jingzhe, whom he admires but cannot be desecrated. Not only him, but also no one else.

Nian Susu pondered deeply. Did Jingzhe know that he was expelled from the villa by Xuanji himself? He probably didn't know. What's the difference between this and the collapse of an idol?

She glanced at Jingzhe cautiously. It was better for this child not to know.

Qin Junyu stopped the reins steadily at the finish line.

Qin Fengtian was arriving late.

"Your Highness, once you say something, you can't take it back. You won't lie to a little girl like me, right?" Nian Susu poked his two index fingers at each other, looking aggrieved.

Qin Fengtian dismounted and walked up to her with Nian Qiaoyue.

He looked at Nian Susu, then turned back to look at the gloomy Nian Qiaoyue, and said stiffly, "Of course not, I admit defeat!"

After getting a positive answer, Qin Junyu walked away with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his lips.