Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Yan Rui narrowed his eyes slightly, and before he could take a closer look, the jade was hidden again.

The string of Buddhist beads actually fell into Yan He's hands.

For monks, Buddhist beads have always been a portable instrument to calm their minds, and others are not allowed to touch them easily.

Now he actually gave it as soon as he said he would.

Yan Rui opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Shi Moheng.

"Is it about to start?"

He held the reins tightly, the excitement on his face difficult to conceal, and it was obvious that he couldn't wait any longer.

The folding fan was casually pinned to the waist, and finally there was a time to let it go.

Being interrupted by him, Yan Rui turned around and suppressed his doubts.

In fact, if you think about it, Buddhist beads are so important that they must be protected well to avoid any problems during the game.

After thinking it through on my own, it suddenly dawned on me.

Yan He carefully put away the Buddhist beads and looked up at the monk sitting on the horse: "Young Master, it's better to be careful."

Take two steps to the side.

"Stop there. Listen to my commands. Otherwise, beware of my punishment."

It seemed that these words were spoken to everyone, but his eyes were looking at Yan Rui who was not far away.

Warning implied.

"..."

His sister's elbows are bent outward.

Catching sheep is a game of competing for the sheep. It is naturally not fun with only three people, so three more grooms were recruited to join in.

Although Shi Moheng and Wuxiang had never ridden on horseback before and felt a little restrained at first, they quickly got into the game after fully understanding the rules.

It is obviously necessary to warn Yan Rui. He was in a playful mood and inevitably did not know the seriousness of the matter.

Think of Shi Moheng and Wu Xiang as masters of catching sheep.

Yan He stood not far away and watched, his eyes never leaving the fierce crowd.

After several parties fought for it, I don't know how many times the sheep passed through hands, but fortunately it was done firmly.

She had no intention of speaking out to stop it.

On the contrary, Wu Si was watching from the side, terrified, fearing that something might happen to the two guests from Zhongyuan.

Especially the third prince of Lizhou Kingdom.

"Princess, is this too dangerous?"

"Brother, they know their limits."

Although the battle was fierce, it was much more restrained than usual.

Moreover, it seemed that the two men from Zhongyuan did not use their full strength and always maintained a safe distance.

It's more about defense.

There were three people in a team, and in the end Yan Rui won by leading the sheep to the finish line.

Yan He blew the porcelain flute in his hand, signaling them all to return.

Wait until all six horses are standing in front of you.

He walked up to the tall red rabbit and patted its neck: "Great job."

They were also rewarded with millet.

As if sensing her closeness, Chi Tu hummed and moved closer with his long face lowered.

Rubbing it gently on her cheek.

Yan Rui sat on his horse with no intention of getting off, and seemed to be unsatisfied: "Do you want to have another match?"

The voice just fell.

All three grooms said yes, but the other two simultaneously turned their eyes to the woman in front of them.

Shi Moheng thought it was quite amusing and shrugged his shoulders: "I'm fine with it, just look at Wuxiang."

The monk who was called did not say a word, but just lowered his eyes to look at the beautiful little princess.

As if waiting for her to speak.

This caused everyone's eyes to fall on her.

Yan He held the millet, a little puzzled: "If you want to compete, then compete. Why are you looking at me?"

As he said this, he patted the horse's head.

He turned and walked to the safe area nearby: "Half an hour, after that you can find another judge to come over."

Yan Rui pulled the reins and paced on the spot: "Okay, let's go somewhere else to play in half an hour."

A new round of war has begun again.

With the foundation laid in the first game, the second game was already easy.

Even though the two were still playing conservative defense, with Yan Rui leading the team and responsible for the fierce attack, winning was much easier than the previous game.

With the cooperation of the three, once he got it, it would not be easy for others to take it away.

Yan He held the Buddhist beads in his hand, his eyes following the red rabbit.

I twisted it unconsciously.

This thing seems to have magical power, making people out of control.

After he came to his senses, he held it in his hand again and didn't move.

Although they were given half an hour, if they really wanted to proceed, the time could not be completely controlled.

By the time it was over, it was nearly an hour.

Yan He swept his eyes across the faces of several people, and finally stopped at Wuxiang, who was still calm and composed.

"I have prepared some clean clothes for you to avoid catching a cold."

"Thank you, donor."

When Shi Moheng got off his horse, he immediately held the folding fan in his hand again: "Princess Chidan is so thoughtful."

Yan Rui, who had never enjoyed this treatment before, said: "......"

He glanced at her with some suspicion.

After the two were taken to the yurt, he couldn't help but step forward and said, "When have you been so thoughtful? You've never prepared anything for me before."

I didn't expect to be given a cold look.

"I am doing my best to be a good host. The whole of Almo is our home. Do you need me to do more to prepare for you, brother?"

"..."

This is the truth.

But Yan Rui always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't tell what it was.

When they went to wash up.

Yan He rode Red Hare alone around the grassland. After feeling the cold wind, he staggered back.

"No form..."

Because I was thinking about something, my hand unconsciously touched Red Hare's long and smooth mane?

When he returned to the stable, Chi Tu had several braids tied around his neck.

There was nothing holding it down, but it didn't fall apart at all.

She thought it looked nice, so she just tied up the other side as well.

He murmured quietly, "Our Chitu is so beautiful."

"Your Red Hare is the most beautiful horse I have ever seen."

A gentle voice came from behind.

Yan He turned around subconsciously.

The monk, who was originally wearing a white robe, changed into a robe with crescent color and light blue.

The cool temperament is fully revealed.

Although his appearance is not particularly outstanding, he is tall and strong, with exceptionally good bone structure.

The facial lines seem to be carefully carved, without any flaws.

"Little Master Wuxiang."

Yan He turned around, curled his lips and smiled, his eyes swept over him boldly and directly.

Finally it stopped on his face.

"I picked this dress myself. It suits you very well. Does Master Wuxiang like it?"

"The donor has a unique vision."

The monk put his hands together and bowed to her.

Unlike his measured advance and retreat on horseback just now, he regained his calm and composed state.

Yan He looked at him quietly.

She chuckled and walked forward, not trying to be shy at all, took his hand and spread it out.

He was a martial artist, and the thin calluses on his palms scratched her hands a little.

"The young master's Buddhist beads are intact and returned to their original owner."

Having said that, without giving the other party a chance to react, she put the Buddhist beads that she had just kept back into his hand.

Let go and step back.