Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

After a while, Shui Bailian suddenly wiped her face with her sleeve, took a last look at Mo Beihan's cold face with a look of resentment, turned around and ran out with her face covered.

"younger sister!"

Shui Baihong called out, looked at his sister who ran away with concern, and looked at his childhood playmate with embarrassment. Finally, he said to the two stunned old men:

"I'll take my sister home first!"

He bowed casually and ran after him.

The old prince and Deputy General Shui looked at each other, with a hint of embarrassment on their faces.

"Well, Lao Shui, I'm sorry, Han'er is just like that. He won't tolerate others talking about the people he cares about."

"No, no, Your Majesty, it is because of my failure to discipline her that Lian'er has become so willful. Lian'er and I are the ones who have let you and the prince down. Oh, and I am so sorry about Miss Qiao! When I go back later, I will definitely discipline Lian'er and will not let her do whatever she wants."

Deputy General Shui was also helpless. His granddaughter grew up with him in the northern border. Unlike the ladies in Beijing who learned calligraphy and embroidery and learned rules and etiquette, she liked riding horses and hunting like the men, and developed a careless and unruly personality.

He didn't think much of it when he was in the northern border, but when he returned to the capital and compared her with those noble ladies in the capital, he realized how unruly and rude her granddaughter was.

Look, he was rude in front of his old boss, and he didn't know where to put his face.

Fortunately, the old prince was also a generous person. He did not care about the young girl's impoliteness. He soon started drinking and chatting happily with his old subordinates.

Mo Beihan had dinner with the two elders and then went about his business, not taking the unpleasantness that had just occurred to heart.

To him, Shui Bailian was just that insignificant person who insisted on following his playmate when he was a child.

When he was a child, he was more aloof than other children, and he became even colder and colder. Only Shui Baihong, the silly little fat boy, was not afraid of his cold temperament and followed him relentlessly.

And behind Shui Baihong would often be his sister Shui Bailian, who would timidly look at Mo Beihan's handsome face since childhood.

Mo Beihan never looked at her directly, nor did he say a few words.

He never thought that this little girl, who was like a stranger to him, would one day say she wanted to marry him.

But he has never been an emotional person. He will not be moved just because someone confesses their love to him, nor will he be soft-hearted just because the other person is a girl.

His tenderness and affection are only reserved for the people he likes.

Therefore, he did not feel the slightest bit of burden when Shui Bailian covered her face and left.

Shui Bailian ran away sadly, and before the servant handed her the horse reins, she grabbed it directly, quickly jumped on the horse, and galloped wildly on the already bustling street.

Along the way, the madly galloping horses knocked down several stalls. Pedestrians on the road dodged one after another. Several passers-by who were unable to dodge were knocked to the ground and it was unknown how seriously they were injured.

Everyone pointed at the receding figure and complained, saying that they didn't know whose unruly girl this was, but she was riding a horse in the street and didn't stop even after hitting someone. She didn't take human life seriously at all!

Shui Baihong, who was following behind, was frightened by what he saw. He kept taking out silver from his pocket and throwing it to the stall owners and passers-by who were hit. However, he did not dare to stop and let people recognize him. He just followed the path that his sister had bumped into and went home.

Shui Mansion, Shui Bailian rushed home with some anger still not subsided. After throwing the horse to the servant, she used the whip to hit the beautiful flowers in the garden, venting her anger.

The flowers that the gardener had carefully cultivated were in a mess in an instant. The gardener who was pruning the branches stood up and stared at the scene in a daze. His body was shaking with heartache, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

It was the first time he saw his young lady so crazy. He still remembered that she was always generous and kind when she came back to Beijing before. He didn't expect that her personality would change so drastically this time.

Who made the young lady so angry?