The equestrian was making short, middle, elongated, rotated in place, crosswise, raising his feet in place, and shifting his legs in the air, but only the Duke of England was enjoying it. The other three youths had mild expressions, but each was thinking of something.
The modern Dressage Dance Race is the embodiment of the highest level of horsemanship. However, as far as their primary subjects were concerned, it had become a real recreational sport, especially for the nobility. This recreational fitness could not be lacking.
Shu Luo didn't want to watch the fun of the equestrian competition. Instead, he turned his head enthusiastically towards Zuo En and Xuan and said, "I heard that you two have excellent mastery over horse riding, so I would like to ask you to give me some pointers."
"Hehe, His Royal Highness is really modest, I don't know what kind of horse race you would like, but you can spar with them."
The Duke of England, hearing that the three teenagers were going to compete, was extremely interested and immediately began to play.
"How about we play an 'obstacle course'? "Please give me a few pointers." Shulo smiled gently.
"Alright, we'll just learn from each other." The smile was cold, the diamonds and silver buckles around his ears, the stars glinting in the cold light. At last the tail of a fox was revealed.
"Then let's go for the next match." Zorn stood up. His sunglasses were shining under the sunlight, and he could see a row of silver lights flashing around him.
China, Imperial William.
Inside the castle of the "Vampire", near the mountain.
Wood, after recuperating for a period of time, was already able to run and dance. However, Zuo En still forbade her to go to school. It was really boring.
He even went back to England to have some fun, but he didn't want her to go out. However, he could vaguely feel that after he came back, his face was dark, as if something unpleasant had been hidden in his heart and he didn't want to say it.
Wood, chattering all over the place, ran to the back garden to play.
The small grasses in the garden all smelled the spring's scent and shook their slender bodies that had been oppressed by the frost and snow. They began to grow vigorously. A large area of dark green was really easy to raise. Eye.
Golden. Colored daisies, a bunch of small flower buds on the branches, like a small sleeping sun, waiting for the day to bloom.
In the main hall, Little Fu and co. were celebrating their birthday. It was their son's first birthday.
Mu sneaked a closer look, only to realize that Little Fu was hugging his son and making a wish. Listening carefully to his words, it turned out to be something like this, 55555 … He was speechless.
Why did a whole house of people jumping inside while celebrating their birthdays, even not letting a one-year-old kid go? Because, little Fu actually made a wish for his son to be a "little pig" in his next life, saying that the Young Master would be reincarnated into a pig in his next life, and that he had to keep up with his footsteps, so as to save himself the trouble of falling behind in the practice of the "pig" language?
Uncle Hong and Aunt Fu also proposed to each other that they should make this wish for their birthday. One was to be an old pig while the other was to be a sow. Now, the whole room was filled with "pigs".
As a result, Mu Mu rushed into the zither room and began to play the music. In reality, he was blaming himself to death. It was just a single angry sentence, but he had become a sinner for thousands of years.