Yuqiongyin

Sylvalia changed into riding clothes, which were simple and exquisite.

A snow-white shirt with a slightly open collar, revealing her slender neck and fair skin. She wore a slim black vest on the outside, showing her slender waistline.

She wore a pair of tight black trousers that outlined her long and straight legs, and a pair of black boots made her look even taller.

She wore a pair of white gloves and held a black helmet in her hands, which shone with a cold metallic luster. The extreme black and white color combination gave people a simple, clean and powerful visual impact.

The tailoring of this outfit is extremely fine, and every detail is handled just right. This simple yet not simple design style has extremely high requirements on the wearer's figure. If there are any flaws in the figure, it will be easily exposed by this outfit.

However, Sylvalea managed to control this riding suit perfectly.

At this moment, she has a slender waist and long legs with amazing proportions. She has no extra fat on her body, but she doesn't look too thin. Her figure is perfect, as if she was born to show fashion.

Such a Sylvaria undoubtedly became the focus of everyone's attention in the racecourse, attracting countless people's eyes.

"No matter how nicely you're dressed, you're still not good at riding." Kula said mockingly as he came out of the locker room.

Sylva Ria glanced at Kula calmly, "I thought you would be wearing bright riding clothes if you were so lively."

Kula was so angry that she stopped talking. She glared at Sylvaria angrily. This woman was saying that she was noisy and had no manners.

Sylvarea certainly didn't care about her, and didn't take Kula seriously at all.

Led by the waiter, Sylvaria walked slowly towards the racecourse. Her eyes passed over the crowd and locked onto the figure at the end of the track in the distance.

Lucas was riding a horse with fur as bright as red dates, galloping on the wide track.

The sunlight fell on the agile horse, as if covering it with a layer of golden glow, and Lucas riding on the horse looked particularly dazzling.

He was wearing a simple black riding suit, which was well-cut and perfectly outlined his tall figure. He wore a handsome hat on his head, and as he galloped in the wind, the brim of the hat fluttered slightly, adding a bit of chic and unruly.

At this moment, Lucas exuded unparalleled confidence and elegance, like a shining star, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

Sylvaly couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It turns out he has such a lively side.

As Sylvaria approached, Lucas rode up to her.

In fact, she had already noticed that Lucas had been looking at her, and her eyes happened to meet his at that moment.

The two smiled at each other, as if there was a tacit understanding flowing between them.

One is extraordinarily handsome, the other is extremely beautiful.

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Kula regained her confidence and rode her horse up to the two men. This time, when she saw the man's appearance clearly, she didn't bother to say a word.

"Lucas, you, a slave, dare to come to Philo?! That's right, you can only play with this poor man."

Sylva Ria frowned. She couldn't allow her little pet to be bullied. A hint of coldness flashed across her eyes and her fingers moved slightly.

The horse Kula was riding suddenly seemed to be frightened and began to jump around out of control, almost throwing Kula off the horse.

Sylva had already calmly pulled Lucas away to prevent him from being hurt by the out-of-control horse.

After all, in Sylvaria's opinion, Lucas is just a fragile human being, and his life may be in danger if he is not careful.

Lucas looked at Sylvaria's hand holding his wrist, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you Miss for venting my anger."

Sylva Ria nodded slightly, took the reins handed to her by the waiter, and jumped onto the horse swiftly.

"Let's go to a quiet horse ranch."

"it is good."

After all, Sylvaria has been sleeping for a hundred years, and many things are unfamiliar to this era.

Lucas was worried that something unexpected might happen when she rode a horse for the first time after waking up, so he decided to give her some extra lessons quietly.

Sylva Ria did not reject Lucas's kindness. On the contrary, she found his behavior very interesting. His expression and tone seemed a little nervous, even more cautious than those professional equestrians.

She turned her head slightly towards Lucas' direction and listened quietly to the little horse riding tips he taught her.

"Good teaching, how about we have a competition?"

Sylva Lea leaned forward slightly, holding the reins with both hands, clamping her legs around the horse's belly, and after adjusting her sitting position, she turned her head to look at Lucas beside her.

"Miss, how do you want to compete?" Lucas looked at the confident smile on her face and was also infected by her emotions.

"Then let's see who reaches the finish line first!"

"it is good."

The equestrian at the stable has picked up the gun skillfully and stood at the starting point.

As soon as the signal gun sounded, Sylvaria rushed out first, and Lucas, not to be outdone, followed closely on horseback.

The two of them were running faster and faster, the sound of their horses' hooves echoing throughout the entire racecourse. They were running side by side, neither of them willing to fall behind.

Sylvaria felt the wind whistling past her ears and felt particularly happy. Lucas, who was slightly behind, silently admired Sylvaria's superb horsemanship in his heart.

When approaching the finish line, Sylva Lia suddenly accelerated and surpassed Lucas. She pulled the reins and stopped at the finish line, looking back at Lucas with a rare smile on her face.

"you lose."

Lucas got off the horse, walked to Sylvaria, and helped her off the horse. "I'll try harder next time."

"Looking forward to your challenge."

Before Lucas could answer, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, and a black horse carrying a person was approaching the two of them quickly. It was Kula who had changed to a new horse, and this black horse now looked stronger than the previous one.

Kula had already crossed the fence and arrived at Sylvaria's venue. When she heard the conversation between the two, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The black horse exuded a powerful aura, as if it was the master of this grassland. Kula seemed even more arrogant, holding a whip in her hand and a domineering look on her face.

"You dare to brag about such poor horsemanship? You're worthy of being a poor person." Her voice was sharp and sarcastic, her tone was full of provocation, and there was a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"You keep calling me a poor person. Who are you to bother others here? Is it possible that someone of noble status is not as good as a 'poor person'?"

Sylvaria looked impatient. This woman was just like a dog-skin plaster.

Kula looked down at Sylva Ria, her mouth slightly raised, revealing a contemptuous smile. She seemed to be unconcerned with Sylva Ria's ridicule, and even became more complacent.

"I am Princess Kula of the royal family! I have enjoyed an extremely noble status and endless love since I was a child. How can poor people like you truly understand the world we nobles live in?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she deliberately picked up the whip and gently whipped the boots on her feet to show her noble status and superiority.

Sylva Ria slowly raised her eyes and looked at Kula. Looking at her arrogant and domineering appearance, a hint of mockery appeared in her eyes.

However, her expression remained as calm as usual, without the slightest fluctuation, as if the other party was just an insignificant clown.

She said calmly, "Princess Kula is so rude and arrogant. I think this is not just your personal problem. It seems that the education of the royal family members is really worrying."

After hearing this, Kula's face instantly turned gloomy. She gritted her teeth and stared at Sylvaria, with sparks of anger flashing in her eyes, and she wished she could tear her face into pieces immediately.

She stood up suddenly, pointed at Sylvaria and shouted angrily: "You poor man, how dare you speak to me like that? Are you defying the royal authority? Believe it or not, I will order you to be executed right now!"

Sylva Ria was not afraid of Kula's threat at all. "That depends on whether you have the ability."