She is so charming and charming

Chapter 12 Horse Racing
Rong Yan was a transfer student who was temporarily squeezed in at the end of the semester. Today is mid-December, and the annual horse race of the Hanlin Academy is ushered in.

Hanlin Academy is different from other academies. They not only emphasize literature, but also pay attention to martial arts. Swords, guns, swords, horsemanship, archery... are all courses for Hanlin students.

But on the day Rong Yan entered school, what she filled out was not embroidery, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but the riding skills learned by men.

Therefore, today she can also participate in the equestrian competition that this man is competing with.

……

Last night, there was snow in the capital all night, and after a night of cleaning on the vast racecourse, there was only a little snow left, which was finely visible.

The dark dense clouds block the weak day sun in winter, the slightest bit of cold, and the thin cold mist floats between the sky and the earth.

Looking down at the racecourse, it is a huge disc, with stands arranged on the edge of the disc, and many noble ladies and maids and servants came to pay their respects.

Today, the young men who gather at the racetrack are dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, with a chic and unruly demeanor, wanton indulgence.

How many girls held round fans, half-hid their faces, and looked at the teenagers of the aristocrats in the distance with gentle eyes, secretly admiring them.

Rong Yan ordered Lu Yan to hand over the copied book from last night to Mr. Chen, and came to the racetrack alone, changed into a riding uniform, tied up his green hair, revealing a thin jade-like neck.

There are only a handful of women participating in the racecourse, but this is not surprising. Although the folk customs of Da Wei are open, most women still follow the old system, thinking that women should be soft for beauty.

"Rong Yan—" Shu Er shouted for a while.

Rong Yan raised his eyes upon hearing the sound.

Looking from a distance, Ji Xuan changed into a water-red riding uniform today, the horse's snowy mane was rustling, the cloak was flying violently, the wind brushed her long black hair, her face was wanton, her delicate and snow-white face , with bright eyes and bright eyes, and a long smile leisurely.

At that moment, the woman like a raging fire broke the gloomy sky.

The silver bell was crisp and loud, and she came on horseback.

In an instant, it attracted the attention of many princes and nobles.

Tired of seeing soft and delicate women, the scene of Ji Xuan has become a dream that many men can't get rid of for many years.

Rong Yan didn't expect Ji Xuan to be able to drive a horse, but she was a little surprised. Judging by the strength with which she shook the rein, she should be an old hand.

Ji Xuan turned over and jumped off the horse, with a happy expression on her face, "I didn't expect that you would also apply for this equestrian competition."

Rong Yan laughed lowly, "To each other."

"How about it, before the game starts, Bibi?" Ji Xuan raised her eyebrows, and gave Rong Yan a provocative look.

Rong Yan bent her lips, "But it's disrespectful."

Ji Xuan looked at Rong Yan's horse, it was a shabby green horse, she couldn't help but frowned, "Why did you get such a shabby horse for the dignified daughter of the Minister of Rites?"

"It's just for fun," Rong Yan said lazily, "Why, when you see my horse, don't you dare to compete with me? Are you afraid that you won't be able to win?"

Ji Xuan laughed loudly, "Don't you dare? Then I'll let you go [-] steps ahead, and I'll start again, so you won't be invincible!"

"Need not."

Rong Yan bent her lips and said coldly, "Let's use ten and twenty percent of your skill."

mad--

It's crazy.

Ji Xuan: "Don't underestimate people, I have practiced riding for several years anyway."

Rong Yan chuckled, "Looking forward to your performance."

She got on her horse neatly, stood upright against the wind, looked into the distance, and asked, "How do you compare?"

Ji Xuan got on the horse together and pointed out: "Wherever you run from here, whoever takes down the red flag first will win."

"can."

The two stood within the starting line.

Quite a few aristocratic sons who were watching the excitement shouted loudly, as if they wanted to join in the fun.

The wind was strong and the weeds were swaying. She ignored the chaotic and noisy voices in her ears. She saw Pei Yu in the crowd.

Today, he was wearing a thin shirt and soft mink fur. His young and clean face was sickly white, and his eyes seemed to be plunged into darkness, indifferent and gloomy.

"Start!" Ji Xuan ordered.

She withdrew her gaze, and rode forward, looking at the flying Wei banners, and chased after them.

(End of this chapter)