Resisting the Wind and Splendor

Three years later.

The scenery in northern Xinjiang is infinitely beautiful.

The world is vast, and I am free to roam.

Although it is not as bustling as Beijing, it has a more expansive and boundless feel to it.

They have been living in this place for almost a year.

Bao'er, who couldn't even walk three years ago, can now run across the vast grasslands.

He can not only run, but he can even ride a horse.

He rode his little red horse.

Bao'er now has a name, Lu Qiyan.

Everyone calls him Yan'er.

However, recently, Lu Beimo has encountered new troubles.

Long ago, after personally experiencing the tension and pain of Chu Yueli giving birth, Lu Beimo told himself that he would never let A-Li suffer like that again in this life.

But he has always had some regrets these past two years.

He began to feel regret after his neighbor had a daughter.

Why are other people's girls so delicate and beautiful, while my son is getting rougher and rougher? He's only three years old, but he's already showing signs of being a boy, and he's becoming less and less delicate and pretty.

If he also had a daughter, she would definitely be the most beautiful girl in the world, after all, her mother is Ali!

However, if he wanted a daughter, he would have to make Ali suffer the pain of childbirth first, which was something he absolutely did not want to see.

How to do?

The elderly father was in a difficult position.

In a daze, Lu Beimo seemed to hear again the small, innocent voice from next door that haunted his dreams: "Brother Yan."

Sure enough, another small figure appeared behind Lu Qiyan.

Recently, the little girl has become particularly fond of her brother Yan. After eating and drinking her fill, she will come to play with him.

The little girl was only a little over two years old. She could walk very steadily, but she would still wobble a bit when she ran.

Sure enough, after running only a few steps, he fell down with a thud.

"Yi'er!" Lu Qiyan dismounted from the horse. He looked small, but his speed was astonishing.

No wonder even Chu Xiaohe often sighed that this guy's bloodline was too outstanding, truly capable of what ordinary people could not do.

"Xiao Yi'er, where does it hurt?" Lu Qiyan helped Xiao Xiangyi up and checked her over. Apart from her little hands being a bit red, she wasn't hurt anywhere else.

"Brother Yan, let's ride a horse." Xiao Xiangyi opened her arms.

Liu Yun was terrified and hurriedly said, "Miss Yi, the young prince has only been learning for a short time, so he can't take you riding with him yet. Why don't you come with me?"

But Xiao Xiangyi looked at him and shook her head with a look of disgust.

Lu Qiyan laughed and said, "Brother Yan will take you for a ride."

"Young Prince, you mustn't."

But before Liu Yun could stop him, Lu Qiyan had already picked up Xiao Xiangyi, leaped up, and landed steadily on the little red horse.

The little red horse was young and very small, yet it carried two children without any difficulty.

Liu Yun was terrified and quickly chased after him, saying, "Young Prince, be careful! You're still a child yourself."

"Giddy up!" Lu Qiyan spurred his horse and charged off with Xiao Xiangyi in his arms.

Startled, Liu Yun quickly leaped onto his horse and gave chase.

When Zisu came out, the three people and two horses had already run far away.

Zisu was terrified!

"Are those the young prince and young lady on horseback? Good heavens, he's only three and a half years old, is he trying to fly to the heavens?!"

Seriously, a three-and-a-half-year-old brat is riding a horse with a two-year-old toddler?

That's dangerous!

"Jing Lei, hurry up and keep an eye on things. Liu Yun seems completely unreliable!" Zi Su said hastily.

"If the young lady gets hurt, the prince will definitely break his legs!"