Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

Even if Shen Beizhan is favored again, he should dismount his horse and salute the princess when he sees her.

But when he saw the two of them standing so close to each other from a distance, talking in secret, and Song Heng still smiling tenderly, he felt really unhappy.

Sure enough, those words said on the wedding night were all lies.

The gentle and considerate look he usually has is just an act.

A woman’s words, oh, I really can’t believe them at all.

So he purposely rode by on horseback and jerked the reins beside the two of them, causing the horses to hoof up and neigh.

Song Heng was afraid of being hurt by the horse's hoof, so he subconsciously stepped back, leaving Cha Jiu in place.

Seeing this, Shen Beizhan's eyes flashed with disdain.

Song Heng suppressed his smile and reminded: "Consort, you are not allowed to ride horses and make noise in the palace, not to mention that the princess is here, you should bow."

Shen Beizhan sneered and said, "According to etiquette, when you see this general, you should salute, right? Mr. Deputy General?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "vice".

Shen Beizhan was granted the title of General Huaihua, a third-grade official. And Song Heng was just a deputy general envoy from the fourth rank.

Song Heng's face changed slightly.

Shen Beizhan said again: "This general, this fast horse, was specially given by the emperor to walk in the palace. There is no need to stop to return greetings to the masters. The purpose is to quickly meet the emperor and report the military situation on the border. Naturally, an idle civil servant like Mr. Song can It’s useless, and it’s normal to see a lot of monsters.”

Song Heng was so angry that he could no longer speak. He said goodbye to Cha Jiu with a stern face and walked away.

Shen Beizhan also snorted: "Literati are just thin-skinned."

Chajiu tilted his head slightly, covered his lips and smiled.

When Shen Beizhan saw her almond-shaped eyes curling up, he thought she was laughing at his arrogance, and felt annoyed and depressed.

She still laughs!

He whispered to other men in public, but still dared to laugh at him.

Damn!

"Did your meeting with the emperor go smoothly today?" Chajiu asked as he got on the carriage.

Shen Beizhan sat farthest away from her and spoke concisely and coldly: "It's okay."

"Have you mentioned returning to the border to guard?"

"No."

"Are you angry?"

"Don't dare."

Shen Beizhan closed his eyes and rested his mind, cherishing words like gold.

"Okay, don't be angry." Cha Jiu gently held Shen Beizhan's big hand on his knee.

Shen Beizhan's eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyes and wanted to withdraw his hand.

But Cha Jiu held it firmly and stared at him, with radiance flowing in her eyes: "If Song Heng stops me in private again in the future, I won't even look at him and just ask him to submit a greeting card to the general's mansion to ask for an audience. How about that?"

Shen Beizhan grasped the key point: "Did he take the initiative to stop you today?"

Cha Jiu nodded.

Shen Beizhan's expression softened a little.

"Actually, Your Highness doesn't have to tell me this." After Shen Beizhan calmed down, his tone became calm and distant.

"You have a distinguished status and can do whatever you want. I have no right to comment. I just hope that Your Highness will exercise discretion and not harm each other's dignity."

Cha Jiu said calmly: "I just want to spend a good life with you, so I said these words to you."

She paused and then said: "If you think we don't have to stay together for the rest of our lives, just pretend you haven't heard these words..."

Shen Beizhan looked at her silently, as if assessing the authenticity of these words.

After a long while, he used his other hand that was not held to take a whip from his waist and handed it to Cha Jiu.

"This is the whip that the emperor rewarded me with. It can still be used to beat courtiers and concubines below the fourth rank." He raised his chin slightly, "If Song Heng or anyone dares to offend you in the future, use this whip to whip him directly." .”

Others are secondary.

Drawing Song Heng is the key point.

Chajiu was startled for a moment, then took the whip and smiled like spring water in March: "Okay."

"The situation on the border is temporarily stable. I should be able to stay in Beijing for three to five years." Shen Beizhan said suddenly.

Cha Jiu realized that he was seriously answering the question she just asked.

Shen Beizhan: "Also, the emperor mentioned the hunting next month and asked me to accompany the holy driver. Can your highness know how to ride a horse?"

"No," Cha Jiu said honestly, "I learned to ride horses when I was a child, but within half a cup of tea, my legs would be bruised, and my mother would never let me learn again."

Shen Beizhan: "..."

What a squeamish person.

"Your Highness, if you are not afraid of pain, I will teach you."

"What if I'm afraid of pain?"

"The pain won't hurt after a few times."

"Will it be hurt?"

“It always hurts the first time.”

The further the conversation went on, the more Shen Beizhan felt something was wrong.

He stopped talking and glanced at Chajiu, only to see that her face was full of innocence.

...Well, it seems that he is the only one who wants to be dirty.

The carriage quickly arrived in front of the General's Mansion. Cha Jiu let go of Shen Beizhan's hand and got out of the carriage with Chen Xiang's help.

Shen Beizhan looked down at the back of his hand, which was still warm, and realized for the first time that the distance between the palace and the general's mansion was so short.

Separated from a distance, Chen Xiang thought Shen Beizhan couldn't hear and whispered: "The emperor has given His Highness a box full of whips like this..."

Shen Beizhan, who has an extraordinary ear: "..."

Damn it, did he pull it so hard when he handed me the whip just now?

Qingdai also whispered back to her: "How can this be the same? This is a gift from the general."

Shen Beizhan's expression softened slightly.

He looked at the whip being hung on Chajiu's waist with great care, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, and he felt a little better.

……

Shen Beizhan found good weather and took Cha Jiu to a school field on the outskirts of the city to learn horse riding.

At first, he asked Cha Jiu to sit on the horse and he led the horse for a while.

"The relationship between a human and a horse should be developed first." Shen Beizhan said while holding the horse, "As soon as he got up, he wanted to conquer it arrogantly. Even a human would not do it, let alone a horse."

Cha Jiu pondered for a moment on the horse, and then said: "So the general is hinting to me that I want to develop a relationship with you first?"

Shen Beizhan's temples were pounding: "...I'm talking about riding a horse!"

Cha Jiu pursed her lips and smiled.

Every time he saw this coquettish girl laughing at him, Shen Beizhan felt depressed, as if he was being controlled by her, and his emotions fluctuated with her words.

This feeling is like a tiger falling into a white rabbit's trap.

It's ridiculous.

Very ridiculous.

So Shen Beizhan got on the horse and sat behind Cha Jiu, with a sense of revenge: "After holding the horse for so long, all the emotions should be in place. Now it's time to experience the feeling of a horse galloping on the hunting ground. .”

Chajiu: "But I haven't..."

"Your Highness, hold on to the reins!"

After saying that, Shen Bei waved his war horse whip, and the horse galloped out like lightning.

Chajiu had no choice but to hold on to the reins tightly and press his back against Shen Beizhan's strong chest.

The horse's hooves stirred up flying sand and gravel on the ground, and along with the strong wind, Cha Jiu's face was scratched raw.

Fortunately, Shen Beizhan still had some sense of control and led her on horseback for a lap before stopping.

"How do you feel, Your Highness?"

Shen Beizhan turned over and dismounted, stretched out his hand towards Chajiu, wanting her to help him dismount?

Cha Jiu made no move.

Shen Beizhan looked at his palms. There was indeed some dirt on his hands when he fed and led the horses, but it was just dust.

Does she dislike him?

The excitement on Shen Beizhan's face suddenly faded.