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Chapter 924: The Wasteful God of Wealth vs. the First Female Official 1

Lingyao's horse was almost running out of its shadow. She looked calm, but when she saw Xuan Yanjing running not far away on the horse, she wanted to curse her father.

I could tell yesterday that this little bastard was not a person who would be easy to deal with, but I didn't expect him to be so troublesome. I didn't keep an eye on him and he was taken advantage of by the horse.

Xuan Yanjing's horse was obviously out of control, but Xuan Qingxu acted as if he didn't notice and ran towards the finish line. Lingyao's horse and Xuan Yanjing's horse, along with the person, quickly disappeared from their sight.

The horse suddenly lost control, but Xuan Yanjing on horseback did not look too shocked. His face turned pale and all the blood had faded from the horse's throws. He was like a piece of freshly cut white paper, still warm, but already dead.

The hands holding the horse reins had already been rubbed with red marks. After a bump, Xuan Yanjing was completely turned upside down, and the reins in his hands fell off. Just as he was about to fall to the ground, this ancestor subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face.

People were privately discussing that Prince Xuan Yanjing, apart from his unique and unparalleled face, had no qualities that made him worthy of the position of prince.

This ancestor probably heard it, and at this time the first thing he thought of was to protect his face.

Lingyao was speechless and choked.

Looking at Xuan Yanjing who had been lying straight in her arms for a long time with his hands raised to cover his face, she couldn't help but push him twice and spoke.

"The prince is so good, he falls asleep right away."

Xuan Yanjing covered his face and waited for the pain of landing. He even thought about counting how many times he rolled on the ground to divert the pain, but he never expected that the pain did not subside for a long time. Instead, a voice as cool as water came to his ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the female official.

The female official's skin color was like the first snow in winter that had not been exposed to the sun, with a faint coolness, and the lines of her profile were beautiful and neat.

Her eyes were a light amber color, and her pupils were clear but not warm. When she lowered her eyes to look at him, her eyes were as indifferent as a mountain ridge blown by a cold wind, covered with a thin layer of ice.

He hadn't noticed the woody scent on her body just now, but now it completely invaded his nostrils.

Xuan Yanjing blinked and realized what posture he was in. Under Lingyao's gaze, the tips of his ears turned pink little by little, like the tips of pink peaches.

While the heat was still spreading, he suddenly stood up, blinking his eyelashes and brushing off the dust on the corners of his clothes.

When he looked at Lingyao again, he had already raised his chin slightly: "I consider you a meritorious servant in protecting the emperor this time, but don't think that I will obey you obediently just because of this."

His eyes, like black grapes, rolled around. "In consideration of your meritorious service in protecting the Emperor, I will allow you to be transferred back to the Imperial Concubine now. Otherwise..."

Xuan Yanjing lowered his voice, as if he was threatening or warning. However, due to his overly gorgeous appearance and colorful and jingling clothes, his voice seemed less powerful, and more like a rebellious junior high school student threatening his tutor.

Lingyao took a quick look and saw that there were not many people around, so she simply picked up some branches that were lying around.

Xuan Yanjing crossed his arms and secretly glanced at the female official to see if she was "crying" because of his scolding. She had just saved him, and it seemed too cruel for him to say such words to her... But who made her the one sent by the Imperial Concubine!

Xuan Yanjing had a good relationship with the Imperial Noble Consort when he was a child. After all, he was ignorant when he was young and just thought that the Imperial Noble Consort would give him whatever he wanted. He couldn't learn poetry or archery, but the Imperial Noble Consort didn't force him. She also found a lot of gadgets for him to play with and had a group of people sing and dance for him, which made him very happy.

So Xuan Yanjing was actually spoiled, and there was no story of him keeping a low profile.

However, after growing up, Xuan Yanjing gradually realized that the Imperial Noble Concubine was not as kind to him as she seemed, and began to reject everything the Imperial Noble Concubine gave her. But by this time, the image of the Imperial Noble Concubine doting on Xuan Yanjing in everyone's mind had become as indestructible as the stone tablet in front of the temple.

Xuan Yanjing was looking at Lingyao and saw her pick up a branch casually. He was a little confused as to why she picked up that thing.

The next second, the thing was pulled directly into his hand.

Xuan Yanjing couldn't believe it. This female official was so bold that not only did she grab his hand, she also hit him with the willow branch!

Beat him with that willow stick!

Although Xuan Yanjing had been attacked many times, he had never been grabbed by the hand and beaten.

I would sometimes hear other royal descendants and children of nobles talk about the strictness of their private school teachers at banquets, and sometimes some of them would even hit their palms with bamboo sticks.

He did not attend a private school, and the several tutors who came to him never taught him anything seriously. The previous tutor not only did not teach him knowledge, but also made him read obscene books. Xuan Yanjing was ashamed and angry, and had him beaten and thrown out of the Prince's Mansion.

So, from childhood to adulthood, this was the first time that Xuan Yanjing had been slapped on the palm of his hand. Even his father, the current emperor, had never slapped him.

This man was not satisfied with just one whipping, he whipped her three times in a row. Not only did he not kneel down to apologize after the whipping, but he also spoke in a shameless and arrogant tone.

"Xuan Yanjing, next time before you start trouble, can you please use your brain first?"

Xuanyanjing!

Xuanyanjing?

How dare she dare to call him by his name?

He got angry and took the willow branch from Lingyao's hand and threw it to the ground, like a child throwing firecrackers during the Spring Festival. The force was neither light nor heavy, but enough to let people know that he was unhappy.

Then he would stick his chin out and stare at you, his eyes hiding little knives. Hundreds of these knives flew towards Lingyao before he uttered, "How dare you!"

Oh.

Lingyao said nothing, but her calm expression said it all.

Seeing Xuan Yanjing blowing his nose and glaring for a long time, Lingyao bent her eyes and then recovered.

Remind him: "Your leg is injured. Either you get on the horse and I will carry you back, or I will tie you to the horse and take you back."

Xuan Yanjing's eyes widened again, like a cat with its fur standing on end, and his whole body exuded the spirit of "Don't mess with me".

Unfortunately, his fighting power was zero. Under Lingyao's frozen gaze, he muttered, "This prince will not bother with you because of your meritorious service in protecting the emperor," and then he mounted his horse.

He originally wanted to sit on the back of Lingyao and take her back, but Lingyao pulled him to the front.

Although he didn't fall to the ground just now, he was injured in many places by the scratches of branches during the bumpy journey, especially on his leg, which had a long cut. Lingyao had no intention of accompanying him to challenge his limits again.

Xuan Yanjing sat in the front with a gloomy face. Compared with the wounds on his body, although there were no wounds on his face, the injuries were serious, and his face was almost bruised and swollen.

So when Xuan Yanjing met the three men from the Third Prince who seemed to be chasing him, he didn't look happy.

The three of them were stunned when they saw Xuan Yanjing and Lingyao on horseback.

The most heartless Fifth Prince spoke first: "Your Highness, is this the new concubine of the Eastern Palace? She is so beautiful."

She just looks a little cold, but having such an unattainable woman is a different kind of experience.