?Zhao Weiji had never seen Yan Hanyu's equestrian skills, but his equestrian skills were superb. Few people in the capital could beat him, so he naturally had the confidence to win. He thought that maybe the little girl wanted to use a trick to beat him, but he wanted to see it.

"You can use any horse you want, you can choose the horses here." Zhao Weiji said.

"Just use snowballs."

"Snowball?"

"Snowball is the prince's little white horse, and he abruptly gave it a name." Yan Hanyu named the horse because it was snow-white all over.

Zhao Weiji nodded, "Since it was your name, it will be called Snowball from now on."

Yan Hanyu asked, "Which foal is the prince going to use to race horses?"

Zhao Weiji pointed at the black horse he had just played polo, this was his favorite riding!

"It's it!"

The horse's hair was brown and black, with a shiny mane, a strong body, a deep and wide chest, and agile horse's hooves. It was taller than hers when it reached the horse's back.

When Yan Hanyu reached out to touch the horse, the horse was quite spiritual. She nodded and sneezed loudly, and even shook her neck, looking sideways, arrogant and arrogant, and did not take her seriously at all.

"Good horse!" Yan Hanyu spared no effort to praise him.

"You think it's good, let's ride it for you?"

"No need, the prince's snowball is gentle, it's better for me to ride it." She doesn't have the ability to conquer the difficult horse now.

After this, the group of people got on the horse, holding the reins, sitting upright on the horse's back, ready to go.

I heard Zhao Kuan holding a red flag next to me, holding the flag and saying, "Prepare!"

Following the flag falling, start.

"drive!"

For a moment, the horse was walking with a clamp, and the sound of whips came out and the horse's hooves splashed everywhere.

Yan Hanyu was slowing down several times and was still in place, but she turned her head and looked at Zhao Weiji, who was also at the starting line, and she smiled.

Zhao Weiji only thought that this girl looked so good when she smiled. She didn't have the heart to compete in her heart, so she wanted to give in to her.

Yan Hanyu started with a kickstand.

When Zhao Weiji saw her running, he took two steps to hold the horse, but after he whipped the horse, he realized that something was wrong with the horse.

This way, falling to a very far position behind, aroused Zhao Weiji's competitive spirit. He whipped the horse hard, but the horse only raised its hooves and fell down again. He walked leisurely and slowly, just like walking the horse, but he didn't run. He pulled the rope, and the next moment the horse's hooves rose up, and the horse made a neigh, and the front hooves fell, but it still didn't run.

Yan Hanyu rode a horse and ran not far away. After thinking about it, she stopped again. She held the reins tightly and folded them back. Seeing him whipping the horse vigorously, she couldn't help but remind him, "Don't hit it hard, it can't run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the horse's hooves were raised. Zhao Weiji held the reins tightly and almost fell from the horse's back.

He was calm and tightened the reins. Just as he was about to activate his feet to dismount, his eyes were seeing Yan Hanyu looking anxious not far away. After a moment of thought, he loosened the reins in his hand and rolled down from the horse's back.

Zhao Kuan was the first to be shocked and hurried forward, "Prince!"

When Yan Hanyu saw that he was caught off the horse, she was even more frightened and hurriedly dismounted and ran towards him.

The ground was covered with mud, but Zhao Weiji didn't hurt the truth. He just rolled down from the horse's back and looked at it very thrilling.

"Prince!"

When Zhao Kuan went to help him, Zhao Weiji raised his eyes and gave him a look, which made Zhao Kuan at a loss for a moment. The hand holding the master's master was a little stiff and stunned.

What did he do wrong?

"Are you okay?" Yan Hanyu was frightened and ran to him and asked anxiously.

"Go and find a military doctor." Zhao Kuan hurriedly got up and was about to leave.

"Wait." The show was done in full, and Zhao Weiji was in a mess and his voice was out of energy. "Don't rush to find a military doctor, there are ready-made doctors here."

Zhao Kuan's half-lifted foot fell down.

"Where do you feel pain?"

"The arm hurts, the leg hurts." Zhao Weiji pointed at his arm and then at his legs.

"You'd better call the military doctor." It was just a trauma after falling off the horse, and the pain in the arms and legs, which meant that they were all trauma. Although Yan Hanyu understood the trauma, it was not convenient to treat it in the end.

"No need for a military doctor, just show me it. Show me this arm, it hurts. Oh, I wonder if it's dislocated? Look?" Zhao Weiji slowly raised his right hand, his face still wrinkled.

Zhao Kuan understood clearly. His master was injured and he had ever shouted like this?

Ahem, this scene is a bit over?

Yan Hanyu started to touch the bones from his wrist through his outer shirt, and pinched them to the shoulder blades. There was no sign of dislocating and breaking the bones. When he looked up at him, he saw his strange look.

"It's okay." She replied in a low voice.

Even the clothes are not scratched, so naturally the arms will not be scratched.

When Zhao Kuan saw this, he went forward and retreated, and asked, "Are you hurt someone else?"

"The legs hurt, and the legs are still there. Han Yu, come and see my legs."

Zhao Weiji sat on the ground and pointed at a leg casually.

Yan Hanyu was half kneeling on the ground and asked him, "Where? Show me."

"It's just here, twisted it. Sister Hanyu might as well help me rub it, just rub it. Don't hire a military doctor. If you find the military doctor, you can throw my face too much. You can even fall off from it while riding a horse. How can I be a human being in the future? Sister Hanyu, do you think? Sister Hanyu has superb medical skills, and this little injury is definitely nothing to Sister Hanyu!"

"Stretch out your hand." After waiting for Zhao Weiji to stop talking, Yan Hanyu spoke lukewarmly.

Zhao Weiji was nervous.

"Do you need to take your pulse?" Yan Hanyu spoke again.

"Yes, you want." Even if you are pretending, you have to put on a full set. Zhao Weiji obediently stretched out his hand.

As soon as Yan Hanyu touched his wrist, he stiffened and stopped moving.

"Relax." Spit two words out of your mouth.

Zhao Kuan had an illusion at this moment that if their mighty prince married Miss Yan, would he not be afraid of his inner self in the future?

When Yan Hanyu's hand touched him, Zhao Weiji felt that he could not move. His body was stiff and his heart beat faster. No matter how many emotions he had, he couldn't explain it clearly.

All his emotions were hidden in his heart and were not revealed at all on his face.

The little girl's hands are thin and soft. He regrets letting the little girl ride a horse now. Will her tender hands be injured when she strangled the reins?

Zhao Weiji was thinking a lot, and Yan Hanyu calmly let go.

A row of silver needles appeared in front of me, "Come on, tell me where it hurts. If you give me a few more needles, it won't hurt."

Zhao Weiji took a breath.

"Yan, Yan, Miss Yan!" Zhao Kuan almost stuttered.

A roll of soft silk with silver needles was placed, Yan Hanyu took back her sleeves, glanced at Zhao Weiji, "If you can say so many words in one breath, your legs will hurt so much! Did you fall down on purpose just now?"

A person who has been on the battlefield can't even control his horse? He can't stand the pain when he falls down? His face is normal and his pulse is normal, except for his pulse is a little anxious.

Zhao Weiji knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, and he immediately knew that he was pretending when he took his pulse. The little girl's medical skills were indeed not a three-legged cat!

"Tell me why my horse doesn't run?"
Chapter completed!