Chapter 24

Shen Du was very dissatisfied to stare at him, "said how many times, don't knock the prince's head, the president is not high!"

Yun Zhao is a few months older than Shen Du, but he is obviously a little higher than him. He stood in front of Shen Du and looked at him. His lips curved slightly and a smile overflowed from his throat.

"Laughing fart," the sixth prince, who was irritable and glass hearted, felt that Yun Zhao was laughing at himself. He was even more dissatisfied, and muttered in a low voice, "if he didn't beat you..."

Yunzhao can't hear the words behind.

He picked an eyebrow and asked Shen Du, "I heard you went to the barracks today?"

Shen Du nodded lazily, "you're too well-informed. It's clear that you haven't left the general's mansion."

"What are you doing?" Yun Zhao then asked.

"Hello," Shen Du said solemnly, "is this the attitude you should have when talking to a noble prince?"

The prince is true. As for the nobility, Yunzhao doesn't see it.

"So what are you doing in the barracks?" Yunzhao feels funny. He suddenly bullies himself forward. His dark eyes look directly at Shendu. His beautiful eyes don't blink.

He whispered, "my highness."

They were so close that their breath could be heard clearly. Yun Zhao's voice is slightly low, and it sounds like a layer of veil of obscurity.

Shen Du swallowed his saliva.

Fortunately, after all, we have been together for so many years, and we have been used to Yunzhao's sudden wind. Shen Du coughed, pushed him away, and said triumphantly, "that's right."

He scratched his head. "In fact, it's nothing. Lin'an is waiting for his little son, Prince yoben, to race."

"Oh?" Cloud Zhao side Mou sees him.

"Well," Shen Du's voice gradually lowered, "the prince will go to the barracks to find out if there is a suitable horse."

He spread out his hand and said to Yun Zhao, "that's it."

Just listening to the people in front of him sneer, Yun Zhao glanced at him with a smile, pondering: "in fact, you can't ride a horse at all."

His royal highness, the sixth prince, who had been poked in his heart, was a little annoyed. He looked like a hairy cat, staring at Yunzhao, and said: "you're bullshit, I will!"

Yunzhao didn't speak, but his eyes were clearly full of "I believe you, ghost".

"Yes," Shen Du hesitated, and his voice hesitated, "a little bit."

"It's all Li Chengyou's fault. Why don't you ask me to race? Don't you know that the prince hates these strenuous sports? What if I fall off my horse? I can't hurt my prince's beautiful face. "

Yun Zhao: "I'm not sure."

He knows that Shen Du's best face must be Li Chengyou, the son of Lin'an Hou. When he excites him in front of the crowd, Shen Du agrees on the impulse.

Li Chengyou must have inquired about Shen Du's inability to ride a horse for a long time.

What a fool, he jumped into the specially dug hole.

Yun Zhao asked, "on what day?"

"Half a month later," Shen Du said, "why do you want to see the prince's joke?"

"I don't see much of your jokes?" The cloud Zhao droops Mou to smile, the eye tail is tiny to pick up, as if take the flavor of a little temptation, "otherwise, I teach you how to ride a horse?"

Nothing to be courteous.

Shen Du immediately noticed something wrong. He frowned and asked, "would you be so kind?"

In the face of Shen Du's suspicious eyes, Yunzhao doesn't explain, but looks at him: "does his Highness the sixth Prince want to lose face in front of Li Chengyou, if so, then..."

Before he finished, he was interrupted by Shen Du.

Shen Du bit his teeth, "learn, I'll learn from you!"