Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The wind and sand are so strong that they can blind people's eyes.

Her Royal Highness, a slender and frail little princess, was sitting on a horse, facing the cold wind.

She narrowed her eyes and stretched out her hand to block it.

The horse under her seat was restless, its tail swaying.

This is Adair Khan's horse, very loyal and loyal to its owner.

He usually has a fierce temper, and except for Adair Khan, he never lets anyone else ride him.

Even Adema has never ridden one.

I'm used to being arrogant on weekdays, but today I was suddenly ridden by a woman...

It raised its feet and walked around twice.

Some yelled angrily and tossed their heads back and forth.

If Adair Khan hadn't been holding on to the reins, he might have thrown the woman off his back immediately.

And Her Royal Highness, the little princess, is so delicate and frail, sitting on a tall horse, which is very scary to look at.

I was afraid of accidentally falling and getting bumped.

"How about I come down? It seems...it doesn't like me a little bit."

The fragile little princess spoke carefully and softly.

If you make a gesture, you have to come down.

It was shaky and frightening to look at.

Adal Khan patted the horse's head.

After all, he raised the horse, and there was a somewhat tacit understanding.

The fat and healthy horse barked twice after being photographed.

Then, he reluctantly became quiet.

The pony tail swung twice and lowered its head.

Barely content.

"Sit down."

He held her hand and handed the reins to her hands.

She blinked and took it.

The next second, he grabbed the saddle with one hand and mounted the horse.

A breath as cold as a wolf came overwhelmingly from behind.

Wrapping her firmly and steadily.

He took her hand and grabbed the reins.

"Are you afraid?"

A low voice came from behind, and the horse turned its head.

The wind blew from behind, and his body blocked it.

The roar of the wind also made the aura on his body particularly strong.

Too strong to ignore.

She sat on the horse and could feel his warmth behind her.

Like a volcano, powerful and extraordinarily safe.

The rough palm rested firmly on her hand.

The temperature above was very high, and she shrank, feeling a little hot for no reason.

I even want to blow some cold air.

"..." She pursed her lips.

"Don't be afraid, I believe you."

After the words fell, he seemed to laugh.

The reins tightened instantly.

"Sit down."

When the horse started running, she instantly leaned into his arms due to its inertia.

In fact, there was no need to sit still, because his hands were on her waist, holding her tightly.

With the wind at its back, the horse ran towards the outside of the tribe.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and many people in the felt tent raised their heads to pay attention.

Wanton and flamboyant.

Her Royal Highness the little princess leaned in his arms, her little face huddled among the down of her fur coat.

Squint your moist eyes slightly and look outside.

Her cheeks were a little red and she looked excited.

He was so excited that his eyebrows were slightly tinged with excitement.

Looking around, she held his hand quietly.

The surrounding scene changed rapidly, from a group of felt tents to an endless stretch of flat sand dunes.

The sky was gray and dark, but after climbing over the sand dune, I discovered that the sky in the distance was blue, with blue and white intersecting.

The endless plateau and the looming snow-capped mountains hidden behind the clouds.

The wind blew the gray clouds past, and in the center of the sky, they separated the two sides like a giant axe.

Half dark, half stunning.

When the sun shines, it passes through the clouds one by one like beams of light.

Spreading on the earth, in the cold wind.