CHAPTER 319: CHAPTER 307: HUNTING GROUNDS

Actually, handsome men are secondary; Yun Ran mainly wants to encounter rare creatures and exotic plants. If she happens to stumble upon some treasure, that would be even more perfect!

Shen Weixi looked at her excited demeanor and felt a bit worried, "Yue’er, if Prince Qin finds out it was me who coaxed you out, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to get near the Prince Qin Mansion’s walls anymore!"

"One dog is already enough trouble. If King Qin gets angry and raises ten more, that, that..."

The image was too horrific; Shen Weixi couldn’t imagine it.

Yun Ran promptly comforted her, "Don’t worry, we have wings; even if there are more dogs, it won’t matter."

"If worse comes to worst, I’ll prepare some numbing medicine for you. When you see the dogs, just sprinkle it on them to knock them out."

Shen Weixi: "..."

Medicine... Is it really okay to use it on Prince Qin’s dogs?

...

The carriage swayed leisurely on the road for three days. On the fourth day, Shen Weixi fetched two horses from the post station. One black, one white, both are exceptional steeds.

Shen Weixi handed the slightly shorter white horse to Yun Ran and gave her a cloak, "Yue’er, the wind is strong on the road, wear this."

It was the dead of winter, and although the sun shone, the wind was strong in the suburbs. Galloping on horseback would inevitably face a fierce wind.

Yun Ran did not refuse. After they geared up, they leaped onto their horses. Yun Ran turned to Shen Weixi, "Weixi, shall we race?"

"Sure! But Yue’er, you should be careful. You don’t ride often, don’t push yourself too hard. Stop if you’re tired, okay?"

Yun Ran agreed readily. The two counted down, whipped against the wind, and almost simultaneously, the steeds shot forth like arrows, kicking up a trail of dust.

Initially, Shen Weixi was anxious, constantly advising Yun Ran to slow down, even regretting agreeing to the race.

But gradually she realized that Yun Ran’s riding skills were superb, clearly at ease. Her posture on horseback was a picture of vitality and confidence.

Shen Weixi then relaxed entirely, and they galloped freely, a display of unrestrained, carefree spirit.

About ten miles from Qishan at the mountain gate, there were imperial guards stationed.

The guards stopped them for questioning, and Shen Weixi pulled out the General Mansion token and two invitation letters to show the guards.

"So it’s Miss Shen, apologies for the inconvenience, please proceed!"

After entering the mountain gate, there were almost sentries every five steps, posts every ten steps, and patrols on the flank mountain roads. The defense was quite strict.

"Yue’er, I didn’t expect your riding skills to be so good! I lost this time, let’s continue next time."

"Sure! But why wait for next time? We haven’t reached the camp yet, have we?"

Shen Weixi blinked, "Now? Aren’t you tired? Can your body handle it?"

Yun Ran looked at the slightly westward red sun on the horizon, "If we start now, maybe we can hunt some game before dark and have a delicious dinner."

The two agreed swiftly, raising their whips again, and galloped toward the Qishan camp.

As the scenery on both sides sped past, thoughts drifted away.

Since being inexplicably struck by lightning and chaotically ending up here, Yun Ran hadn’t ridden a horse for a long time. Back in the day, her riding skills were taught by her Fifth Senior Sister.

Her riding prowess improved dramatically thanks to her third senior brother, that heartless demon!

Every so often, he would sneak thunderbombs from Second Senior Brother to scare her horse. She was grateful for her great fortune for not being thrown off and killed!

She wondered how her senior brothers and sisters were doing now. Had they overcome the grief of her ’passing away’?

Yun Ran suddenly missed them and was about to daydream when a sharp, loud voice sounded in her ear.

"Ah! Isn’t that Lin Wanyue, the jinx? What is she doing here? Riding a horse? Isn’t she afraid of falling off and breaking her legs?"

Following the sound, Yun Ran saw a group of familiar figures.

Lin Haoran and the Lin Family ladies. The speaker was Lin Zhu’er.

Before Yun Ran could speak, Shen Weixi’s expression darkened, "Lin Zhu’er, watch your language, stop spouting nonsense here! If you have the guts, face her on the competition field!"

Lin Zhu’er held her head high, full of defiance, "I was talking about her, not you. What’s it to you? Mind your own business! Just like a dog chasing after mice!"

"Who are you insulting?"

"I insult whoever meddles! You don’t agree? If you don’t agree, come and hit me!"

"You think I won’t dare?"

Shen Weixi dismounted, clenched her fist, and walked toward Lin Zhu’er. As the two were about to clash, Lin Yanran stepped in just in time.