Reborn into a tyrant's sweet and soft petite bag

Chapter 28
When Qin Ci heard this, Yan'er babbled, "But Brother Dahuang won't let me go."

When the girl heard this, she immediately frowned, and walked towards the pavilion in three steps at a time, "What big brother? His aunt is here, I will go as soon as I say..."

Speaking of this, she looked up and saw a boy who was a head taller than her with a cold expression, and his arrogance instantly dropped to negative.

Swallowing his saliva, he took a step back and said, "...Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't go."

This eldest nephew is cold and frightening.

When Qin Ci heard that this was impossible, she immediately tugged at the boy's sleeves, "Brother Emperor..."

It's fine if the little girl doesn't act like a spoiled child, but who can stand acting like a spoiled child.

He raised his eyebrows, "Want to go?"

The little girl nodded like a pounding garlic.

The boy withdrew his hand on her head, "Then follow me."

Otherwise, if something happens, he will not be responsible.

The Royal Racecourse was built on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by half a mountain, and it has always been a place where noble children gather.

The three traveled by car and soon arrived at the racecourse.

The fresh green grass, the strong horses, and the fresh fragrance of the grass are in the air.

Qin Ci was admiring the scenery of the racecourse, and never thought that she would meet the person she hated the most——Mu Yanran.

In the distance, a group of rich children came back on horseback, dismounted and came to the resting place.

"Prince Jing, blue is better than blue. Mr. Qin is really heroic. Among these young boys, he is the best in riding and shooting."

The resting place was surrounded by a group of imperial envoys, including King Jing, all kinds of fawning and fawning.

Complacent, King Jing stroked his beard, "Hahaha, thank you, thank you. De'er has been keen and eager to learn since he was a child, and he has won my heart."

Qin Kangde sat straddling the sweaty BMW, majestic and heroic, and he was sweating profusely after just running a lap.

Mu Yanran walked over with small steps, and handed him the towel and water bag.

He reached out to take it, his eyes resting on the girl.

His young girl is dignified and elegant, and there seems to be stars and seas in her eyes, which makes him happy.

Friends around him teased, "Young Master Qin, why can't you move away when you see a beauty?"

Then another person continued, "That's right, is there still a horse race? Prince Jing said that No.1 has a mysterious prize."

"What kind of mysterious prize is there?" Qin Jinxiu came over and asked curiously.

Everyone hurriedly saluted upon hearing the words, "See Eldest Princess, His Royal Highness, and Seventh Princess."

Qin Jinxiu waved his hand, his eyes stayed on someone for a moment, and finally turned his head, "Excuse me."

At this time, Qin Chen came over.

Everyone looked at each other, reached a consensus, and said with a smile, "Qin Chen, you also come to participate, maybe you can get a big prize."

"Yes, don't say we don't take you to play."

At this time, a young man failed to control the horse. The horse roared in fright and rushed towards the little girl standing beside Qin Huaijin.

The young man turned pale with fright, and shouted loudly, "Jean, let the horse lose control—"

The white horse was like an arrow out of a bow, rushing towards Qin Ci, just when it almost hit, Qin Chen quickly pulled him into his arms.

I saw that the horse's feet were unstable, and the horse and man fell directly to the ground.

Seeing that there was no danger, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the little princess is in the limelight, if there is a mistake in their place, they will have to move if they don't keep their heads.

Qin Huaijin fished out Qin Ci who was being protected from the young man's arms, her brows were a little nervous, "Are you all right?"

Qin Ci shook her head, "It's okay, thanks to Brother Da Huang who pulled me away in time."

Qin Huaijin raised her head and thanked her, "Thank you."

"Hands up."

When the farce was over, King Jing looked at Qin Chen with a cold and disgusted attitude, "Come with them, don't lose face to me."

(End of this chapter)