Chapter 100: Chapter 101: Born to Be a War Horse 1
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“Mhm.”
“And that little kingfisher, it’s even more unsettling, those disdainful little eyes, it looks just like a person.”
“Mhm.”
“Who is this girl, a god descending to earth?”
“Mhm.”
“Can you say anything other than ‘mhm’?”
Apricot Flower Village.
In Miss Zhang’s house at the west end of the village, the door was knocked on early in the morning, accompanied by the hoarse cries of a child.
Upon hearing the familiar cry, Miss Zhang jerked out of bed and rushed to the courtyard door, ignoring her disheveled hair and unwashed face.
Unsurprisingly, when she opened the door, she saw the young boy she thought she would never see again in this life.
Mother and son hugged each other and cried.
Jifeng didn’t want to appear in front of others, so after safely returning the child to his home, he left Apricot Flower Village quietly.
The Imperial Court’s residence.
The Imperial Court’s secret agent, looking pale, stared at the empty room and the two attendants who had fainted on the floor. He ordered someone to bring cold water to wake the two up.
The two attendants failed to protect the young child, so they were punished with twenty heavy strokes.
The rest of the Imperial Guards were each fined three months’ salary, ordered to be strictly managed, and not to be careless. If anything like this happened again, they would report to His Majesty and be severely punished.
Jifeng and Jiyu returned to the Imperial Court’s residence, secretly contacted the secret agent, and formulated a new, thorough plan together.
Su Qingluo snuck into the Imperial Court’s residence at night, rescued the young child, and didn’t fall asleep until nearly midnight. She didn’t wake up early in the morning, instead, she slept soundly until she naturally woke up.
The Little Prince slept beside her, opening his eyes to face the dawn. Seeing that his sister hadn’t woken up yet, he lay down quietly, not crying or making a fuss, and played with his fingers by himself.
Li Xiu’e was scared that the Little Prince would get hungry, so she lifted the door curtain to peek inside the room. Seeing the little cutie had woken up, she tiptoed in.
She carefully picked him up from the kang (heated bed) and carried him back to her own room to clean his face and freshen up.
Su Zixuan had to go to school and woke up early. He ate breakfast and then, with his schoolbag on his back, headed to the ferry crossing to cross the river to the Academy on the other side.
Wang Meng woke up early to practice martial arts and horseback archery, while riding Black Wind and accompanied Su Zixuan for part of his journey.
Black Wind had a fierce temperament and did not like to be touched by strangers. Except for Su Zixuan and Su Qingluo, the siblings, it had a particular fondness for Wang Meng.
Not only did it not show any resistance to him, but it also actively approached him, enjoying carrying him around in the mountains and fields to run and have fun.
For this, Su Qingluo’s explanation was that heroes cherish heroes.
Black Wind was a natural-born warhorse, and its temperament matched that of a natural-born general.
Compared to the gentle and cultured Su Zixuan, Black Wind preferred Wang Meng’s bold and unrestrained spirit and nimble moves, which were more in line with its disposition.
Su Zixuan felt a little disappointed, as his feelings for Black Wind were no less than those of anyone else.
He had wholeheartedly wanted to establish an intimate friendship with Black Wind but did not expect the bond formed since childhood to be overshadowed by Wang Meng, who appeared midway.
Arriving at the ferry crossing, Su Zixuan jumped off Black Wind’s back and reluctantly patted the horse’s head.
Black Wind affectionately rubbed Su Zixuan’s wrist, neighed happily, and galloped away towards the mountain forest, carrying Wang Meng on its back.
As Su Zixuan watched Wang Meng’s back recede, with the sturdy figure carrying an arrow bag, he sighed helplessly, took out two copper coins from his money purse, paid the boat fare, and waited for the boat to cross the river.
“Father, Doudou loves horse riding. Black Wind has grown up and has a fierce temper, it’s too big and not suitable for him. Why don’t we buy a little mare for him to ride?”
Li Xiu’e, a sensitive mother, noticed her son’s disappointment and couldn’t bear to see him feeling down. While feeding the Little Prince breakfast in the main hall, she discussed with Su Hu about buying a small horse for their son.
“Why should a boy ride a mare?”
Su Hu didn’t agree with her idea and shook his head indifferently: “Our hunter’s child should ride a stallion with a fierce spirit. It’s good for not letting others bully him..”
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