Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

There was no other way; time was of the essence, so they had to cram at the last minute. In the two hours before departure, Song Wenjie taught them on the spot.

Because Zhao Lian was small in stature and a girl, Song Wenjie specially chose a relatively docile horse that was a little shorter.

This horse was half a head shorter than the others, with a glossy black coat, and looked exceptionally spirited.

Don't underestimate this horse; it's no ordinary horse. It's a purebred thoroughbred, and its mother was its own mount.

Song Wenjie stroked the horse's neck. The horse looked extremely docile and rubbed its head against Song Wenjie's face.

While stroking the horse, Song Wenjie said, "Zhaolian, this horse is named Hurricane. It's a thoroughbred. If you can tame it and make it obey you, the journey will be much easier. Come on, touch it!"

Although this horse was relatively short compared to others, it was still enormous to Zhao Lian, who was barely tall enough to reach its belly.

Looking at the tall horse that was almost half again as tall as herself, Zhao Lian swallowed hard and suddenly felt a sense of fear.

Animals have a wild nature, especially horses. The horse seemed to sense that Zhao Lian was a little afraid of it, and became even more arrogant.

As Zhao Lian approached and extended her hand, the horse snorted, appearing somewhat agitated, and shook its head, pacing back and forth.

Song Wenjie stroked the horse's neck soothingly and pointed at Zhao Lian: "Hurricane, she is your future master, Zhao Lian."

The horse seemed to understand Song Wenjie's words and was no longer as agitated as before.

"Zhao Lian, are you scared?"

Seeing that Zhao Lian was a little nervous, Song Wenjie asked with concern.

"Who said I'm scared?" Zhao Lian puffed out her chest, her little face stubborn.

During this time, Zhao Lian had been dressed as a man, and even Liu Yu did not know that she was a girl.

Seeing Zhao Lian's stubborn little face, clearly scared but pretending not to be, Song Wenjie's lips curled up: "It's good that you're not scared. If you are, I won't mind and will reluctantly ride a horse with you."

Pooh!

Zhao Lian blushed and spat at him: "Dream on! Who wants to ride on the same horse as you? You're trying to take advantage of me. How could you even think of that? Besides, it's a long journey. You want to exhaust the horse to death?"

Song Wenjie shrugged: "Then there's nothing I can do. You'd better hurry up and learn. It's getting late, so you'd better learn quickly and we need to get going."

The Emperor gave them a month and a half to transport the gold and silver jewelry back to the capital as soon as possible. To be honest, it was a bit rushed, but there was nothing they could do but try their best.

"Come on, get on the horse, I'll help you."

Seeing that Zhao Lian was motionless, Song Wenjie raised an eyebrow: "Do you want me to carry you onto the horse?"

"Pooh!"

Zhao Lian glared at him: "You wish!"

Liu Yu, who was not far away, couldn't stand it anymore. What was wrong with the general today? He usually seemed quite serious. Why was he treating this young man like this?

This young man looks quite handsome.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind, and she widened her eyes in surprise: "Could it be that this general has fallen for this boy?"

No, he had to win over the general. With that thought, Liu Yu scurried over and said to Zhao Lian, "Young man, let me tell you, you first need to get close to this horse and make it like you."

After speaking, Liu Yu demonstrated by touching the horse's neck. The horse seemed to particularly enjoy having its neck touched and comfortably closed its eyes.

After demonstrating, seeing Zhao Lian's curious expression, Liu Yu called out to her, "Come on, young man, why don't you give it a try!"

"I?"

Zhao Lian looked surprised and pointed to herself with her index finger.

"That's right!"

Zhao Lian hesitated for a moment, but Liu Yu took her hand and placed it on the horse's neck: "Like this, gently stroke it while talking to it."

After saying that, Liu Yu said with a look of disgust, "Your little brother is too skinny. Why are your hands so small? They look like a woman's. You need to eat more and grow tall and strong to look like a man."

Song Wenjie's eyes blazed with fury, and the veins on his neck bulged. This Liu Yu must have had a death wish to dare touch Zhao Lian's hand.

Zhao Lian gently stroked the hair on the horse's neck, and sure enough, this trick worked. The horse looked very comfortable and seemed to be enjoying itself. It gradually stopped resisting Zhao Lian and even gently rubbed its head against her face.

It's clear that the hurricane is starting to take a liking to itself.

Zhao Lian was extremely excited, her eyes sparkling as she turned to look at Liu Yu: "Hey, your trick really works! Look, this horse is much more obedient now? Unlike someone else, who just urged me to get on the horse and tried to throw me off!" After saying that, Zhao Lian rolled her eyes at Song Wenjie.

Seeing Liu Yu and Zhao Lian chatting and laughing in front of him, Song Wenjie could no longer hold back.

With an annoyed expression, he shouted at Liu Yu, "Liu Yu, are you bored? Didn't I tell you to register those people's identity information and give it to Lord Tu as a backup?"

After being yelled at by Song Wenjie, Liu Yu looked aggrieved: "I've already finished everything, I've done everything that needs to be done, and now I'm just waiting for the two of you."

Song Wenjie said impatiently, "Alright, go somewhere cool and get lost!"

Seeing Song Wenjie's anger, Liu Yu shrank back and turned to leave. Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly turned back to remind Zhao Lian, "Hey, remember this: never pat a horse's rump with your hand, or it will kick you with its hooves."

Zhao Lian smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Alright, I got it, thank you! You're so kind, unlike some people." She then rolled her eyes at Song Wenjie.

Upon being praised by Zhao Lian, Liu Yu scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, treating him like he was invisible, Song Wenjie was furious. Liu Yu was completely ignoring what he said.

Song Wenjie gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice, "Liu Yu, I think you're too idle. Hurry up and go to the stables and feed all these horses. What are you waiting for!" The last sentence was almost shouted.

Omg!

Seeing Song Wenjie's face turn ashen, Liu Yu knew the general was completely angry. He shrank back and quickly made his escape.

Zhao Lian looked at him, puzzled. "Brother Song, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly angry? It's so strange!"

Zheng Wenjie, his face grim, said in a muffled voice, "A young lady like you doesn't even know how to be shy, getting all tangled up with men. You'd better be careful; some men aren't good people!"

Zhao Lian blinked her big eyes and raised an eyebrow, her face displaying a half-smile: "So, does that mean it includes you, Brother Song?"

Seeing the hint of jealousy in Song Wenjie's words, Zhao Lian's heart immediately went on alert. Could it be that Brother Song had fallen for her?

"Uh!"

Song Wenjie paused for a moment, then said in a gruff voice, "Of course I'm not a bad person. You're my father's goddaughter and my god-sister. I have a responsibility to protect you."

For some reason, Song Wenjie always felt a tightness in his chest when he talked about his god-sister.