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

But Chajiu spoke, a little embarrassed: "I can't get down."

Oh, it’s not that I dislike him.

Shen Beizhan felt better again and his tone became patient: "What's wrong?"

"My legs seem to be worn out."

Shen Beizhan couldn't believe it: "...but we only ran one lap."

Cha Jiu was helpless and stretched out her hands towards him.

Shen Beizhan hesitated for a moment, then grabbed her waist and took her off the horse.

Not only was Cha Jiu's leg scratched, but there were also a few bloody scratches on his face from the gravel.

After the female doctor gave her the medicine, she couldn't help but blame Shen Beizhan: "The same goes for you, General. Your Highness is so delicate, how can you treat him so casually like a rough man?"

Shen Beizhan was miserable.

How did he know that there were such squeamish people in the world who could be hurt by just the wind?

However, seeing Cha Jiu sitting obediently and applying the medicine, Shen Beizhan still felt a little guilty in his heart.

Just as the tent was opened, sunlight poured in from the outside and fell on Chajiu's face, allowing Shen Beizhan to see clearly her skin that could be broken by a bullet.

It is delicate and smooth, with no flaws, and has a light pink color. Under the sunlight, you can still see the almost invisible tiny fluff.

It looks like a green and attractive peach, which makes people want to take a bite.

Shen Beizhan blushed inexplicably.

Chajiu was listening to the female doctor's advice when the system popped up to remind: "Shen Beizhan's favorability value has reached 20.00%, Chacha, keep up the good work."

Cha Jiu didn't expect that the number would increase so much in the past two days.

Strike while the iron is hot.

"General, this saddle is still a bit hard for me. It might be better if I change it to a softer one." Chajiu's eyes flickered and fell on Shen Beizhan, "I wonder if General will be free to choose with me?"

In fact, there is nothing in the General's Mansion?

But Cha Jiu just wanted to find an excuse to have more contact with Shen Beizhan.

Shen Beizhan felt guilty for her, so he naturally agreed.

……

There are many good horse equipment in the capital, but the one most favored by the nobles is the Yumafang.

Yumafang's saddles can be both gorgeous and comfortable. The materials used are all collected from traveling merchants from all over the world. They only focus on quality and not on price.

Therefore, even though the price of the good things in Yumafang is astonishing, they are still so abundant that the nobles spend huge sums of money.

Especially since the recent news that the emperor held a hunt came out, more young men and ladies from aristocratic families came here.

Shen Beizhan was tall and stood out among the group of jade-faced gentlemen with his beard. As soon as he and Cha Jiu entered, they attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone saluted Cha Jiu, but there were many whispers.

"I heard that Princess Chenghui likes a gentleman like Mr. Song. Now that she faces General Shen's face day and night, I'm afraid she will have trouble sleeping and eating."

"General Shen is known as the 'Ghost Face'. Is he ugly?"

"I don't know, but the beard looks like it's trying to eat people. It's really an eyesore if it's left on."

Shen Beizhan touched his beard and snorted in his heart.

What do these pretty boys know? They have thick beards and look masculine.

However, he has never cared about what others think, let alone change his aesthetics for others.

There was a noble lady not far away, looking towards Chajiu from a distance, her eyes twinkling slightly.

Although Cha Jiu cannot ride a horse, he has an innate eye for good things.

She immediately took a fancy to the wood-inlaid iron-plated gilt-engraved saddle hanging high on the shelf. She pointed at it and asked Shen Beizhan beside her: "How do you like this one?"

Shen Beizhan was surprised by her eyes: "It looks very good."

Looking around, it should be considered the best saddle.

Chen Xiang was about to tell the shopkeeper to take off the saddle, but someone cut her off.

"Shopkeeper, I want this pair of gold-engraved saddles." A clear and sweet female voice sounded not far away.

Chen Xiang pointed her hand in the air for a moment, turned her head to look at the person, and suddenly became angry.

It's her again, Princess Roujia of Prince Gong's Mansion, Chu Mengwan.

Cha Jiu turned to look at her.

She has an oval face, pink and phoenix eyes, and cold brows. She is wearing a sapphire blue cloud-patterned skirt. It is different from the light clothes and plain makeup that are popular in Beijing today, and it shows that she has a unique heroic spirit among a group of delicate women.

The system introduced: "This Chu Mengwan is Song Heng's sweetheart. Her father, Prince Gong, had a deep friendship with the emperor. In his early years, the emperor was assassinated, and Prince Gong died to protect him. Only Chu Mengwan and a younger brother were left. That’s why the Emperor is particularly partial to Chu Mengwan, and you have suffered a lot of injustice from her."

Cha Jiu was puzzled: "The emperor loves Chu Mengwan more than the original person?"

System: "Your Majesty pities her for losing her father at a young age, not to mention she is used to putting on airs and is much more popular than you."

Chajiu smiled: "No wonder, such a person is a perfect match for Song Hengcai."

Chen Xiang said in a bad tone: "Princess Roujia, first come, first served. Our Highness took a fancy to this saddle first."

This Princess Roujia always likes to steal His Highness's things, which is really hateful.

Chu Mengwan smiled: "The first-come-first-served etiquette is correct, but the fact is that I let the shopkeeper take the saddle first. If it's a matter of etiquette, the saddle belongs to me; but if it's a matter of status, I naturally have to give up the saddle."

Her words were an allusion to Cha Jiu using his power to oppress others.

Chu Mengwan's close friend Yuan Yao, the youngest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was originally unhappy with the princess who abused her power to entangle her brother-in-law.

Now that she saw her good sisters being bullied, Yuan Yao became even more angry: "If Your Highness wants something, how can we, the common people, take the turn to say 'no'? This is true for saddles, and it is also true for people."

Chu Mengwan tugged at Yuan Yao, shook her head and persuaded: "Forget it, it's just a saddle. Shopkeeper, please give this saddle to His Highness."

As soon as these words came out, it became even more clear that she knew the general situation and was kind and humble.

In this case, if Cha Jiu accepts this saddle, I am afraid that he will be criticized by Yan Guan Shangzhezi the next day.

If you don't accept it, you will lose face in this public.

Agarwood and Qingdai were so angry that their faces turned red.

Shen Beizhan on the side could see clearly.

Chu Mengwan had already chosen the saddle, but later she saw that Cha Jiu was interested in the gold-engraved saddle, so she came over to get involved.

He really didn't know why women in the capital were so scheming and complicated.

In comparison, being squeamish is not a shortcoming.

Cha Jiu didn't dare to take this saddle, but Shen Beizhan dared to take it.

"Thank you for your humility." Shen Beizhan took the saddle directly from the shopkeeper without any courtesy, threw the money bag over and paid.

Chu Mengwan was stunned.

Chajiu didn't expect that Shen Beizhan would stand up for her. After all, the favorability value of 20.00% was not too high.

Yuan Yao was furious: "When Shen Bei fought, Prince Gong died protecting him, but you bullied the princess who lost her father at a young age. Aren't you afraid of being impeached by the officials?"

Shen Beizhan sneered: "She gave it to me voluntarily, why should I bully her? Besides, one person in her family died, and I am the only one left in my family. What can Yan Guan use to impeach me?"

Who wouldn't be miserable?

Cha Jiu looked up at him and saw that although the dark eyes were smiling, there was a hint of loneliness and sadness.

She gently held Shen Beizhan's hand.

Shen Beizhan felt the warmth in his palm, was stunned for a moment, and looked down at her.

She is feeling sorry for him.

Shen Beizhan felt warm in his heart and tried to hold her hand back.

Looking up again, the emotion in Shen Beizhan's eyes disappeared, replaced by the coldness and strong oppression brought from the battlefield. His eyes were sharp, like a sharp blade that had sucked enough blood.

Under his gaze, Yuan Yao was frightened and took a few steps back.

Chu Mengwan supported her and pursed her lips without saying a word.

"Shopkeeper." Shen Beizhan said, "Not only this saddle, I want all the goods in the Royal Horse Shop."

There is an unwritten rule in Yumafang. If someone wraps up the goods, the purchase priority will be higher than that of individual customers.

Yuan Yao angrily said: "Shen Beizhan, you are going too far!"

He looked at Chu Mengwan and Yuan Yao with mocking eyes: "I just bully you, what can you do to me?"