Chapter 53 White Blade Tame

The next day, He Liancheng went to the morning. Mo Qingcheng came to the stable with a brush and a bucket.

The white horse stood harmoniously with other horses. It stood there quietly, shaking its tail from time to time, looking more heroic.

Mo Qingcheng dipped the brush in a little water and began to brush it. The horse seemed to enjoy it, shaking his body and playing his hoofs from time to time.

"White blade, I will call you white blade in the future!" White Blade is the name of Mo Qingcheng's former *. She patted her horse and said to herself, "Yesterday you made me angry, but I, Lord Mo Qingcheng, don't remember the villain. Today, I came to give you a bath in person. If you have conscience, please fight for me. Don't run around!"

Mo Qingcheng brushed and said, regardless whether it could understand it or not.

"Madam!" Zhong Xin strode in with a basket of wheat straw.

Mo Qingcheng turned around and saw Zhong Xin in a brocade, with a jade belt wrapped around his waist and his sword eyebrows on his temples. He looked at himself a little unnaturally.

"Captain Zhong, are you coming to feed the horse?" Mo Qingcheng was surprised. He hired a special person to manage the stable. From cleaning to feeding the horses, there was someone to do it. Why did he come in person?

Zhong Xin walked to a dark horse and picked up a handful of grass and fed it to the horse's mouth. "Yes, the black wind recognizes people. Every time I feed it myself!"

Black wind! Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, and the horse was as emotional as human beings!

"Is this the horse my wife brought back yesterday?" Zhong Xin's eyes moved from Mo Qingcheng to the horse, and then showed an admiration look, "It's a good horse, but it's too strong!"

Mo Qingcheng patted the horse's head and said in a gloomy voice, "I will tame it!"

"Can your wife ride a horse?" Zhong Xin's dark and bright eyes narrowed, revealing an unbelievable look.

"No, but you will learn it sooner or later!" Mo Qingcheng hooked the corners of his lips and picked up a fine cloth to wipe the white blade.

"When I picked the black wind, it was also very strong. It took me three days to tame it! Never has a horse allowed me to spend so long!" Zhong Xin touched the face of the black wind and was as intimate as looking at his own child.

"Can you tame horses?" Mo Qingcheng was stunned. She always thought that Zhong Xin was just good at martial arts, similar to ordinary bodyguards. Even if she grew up with He Liancheng, she might not understand horses. Hearing what he said, she seemed to be very good at horse domestication.

"Well, most of the horses in the house are chosen by me. Sometimes it is inevitable to train when I meet a fierce horse. After a long time, I will naturally know more!" Zhong Xin said carelessly, as if it were a trivial matter.

In this case, why wait until Helian becomes idle to tame it? There is a ready-made person in front of you!

"Captain Zhong, can you tame my white blade?" Mo Qingcheng looked up at Zhong Xin, and his dark eyes were as bright as gems.

"Why not!" After feeding the last straw, Zhong Xin pulled off the reins with the white blade and walked out.

Mo Qingcheng clapped his hands and came out.

Only heard a long sound, and Zhong Xin had already jumped on horseback. As yesterday, the white blade felt the weight on his back and ran recklessly. Zhong Xin tightened the reins and let it move along his own track. Sure enough, the white blade could not escape from the shackles and could only run around the field.

Mo Qingcheng was secretly surprised in his heart. Yesterday, no matter how hard he pulled the reins, the white blade just rushed forward and did not listen to his command at all. Zhong Xin let it turn obediently before he could go up to a cup of tea. It seemed that he still had some ability!

"Driving~" Zhong Xin clamped the horse's stomach hard. He wanted the horse to speed up, but he didn't expect it to raise his head and hiss like protest, raised his front palm and straightened up.

Seeing that Zhong Xin was about to turn over and fall to the ground, he turned his hands and quickly rotated back. He lay accurately on the horse, and the reins in his hand did not loosen at all.

Mo Qingcheng was shocked. If it were someone else, I'm afraid he would have been thrown to the ground fiercely! Zhong Xin seemed to be accustomed to it, but his face began to be tense, but he smiled confidently at this moment.

The white blade screamed enough, fell on the soles of his feet, and stopped obediently. Zhong Xin easily turned around, patted the horse's back, and the horse ran again, but this time it was obviously not so fierce, but organized and purposefully ran around the field.

Zhong Xin's purple clothes are black, his robe is dust-free, his ink hair is flying in the wind, and the corners of his mouth are smiling. Mo Qingcheng looked at the figure on the horse and felt that Zhong Xin was somewhat similar to He Liancheng for the first time. He was magnificent and heroic.

The white blade was tired of running and gradually stopped. Zhong Xin easily jumped off his horseback and walked towards Mo Qingcheng. He hung a few drops of sweat on his forehead, and his straight figure outlined a hazy silhouette in the dazzling sun, adding a little domineering.

"Madam, this horse was originally domesticated, but it was difficult to adapt to it for a while after leaving its original owner, so it was a little out of control. Madam, you will be fine after riding a few more times!" Zhong Xin smiled directly, and his thin lips squeezed into a soft curve.

Mo Qingcheng curled up his hair and said, "I think so. The white blade was originally given to Grandpa by Mr. Zhang. It is impossible for him to send an untamed horse to the Prime Minister's mansion!"

"Would you like to have a try?" Zhong Xin handed the reins to Mo Qingcheng. He didn't know what happened yesterday.

Mo Qingcheng hesitated for two seconds and picked it up.

"Wait!" Zhong Xin ran into the house, took a set of harnesses, and carefully put on the white blade, "This won't be too grinding!"

Mo Qingcheng smiled politely at him and thanked him. Then he stepped on the stamp and jumped up.

"Drive~" Mo Qingcheng shook the reins, and the white blade walked again. Mo Qingcheng smiled slightly and was indeed much more obedient.

Zhong Xin looked at Mo Qingcheng on horseback and lost his mind. He never thought that a woman riding a horse could be so charming.