The vicious villain is in luck again

Outside the wide open door, Wu Yuan's figure is still there, but a layer of dew has fallen on it, and its hair is all wet.

Wen Feiran stretched out his hand to touch Wuyuan's head and led him back to the stable.

An Ran was about to follow her, but then she thought, it was almost dawn, and it would not be appropriate for her to stay here and be discovered.

Besides, the purpose of her coming here was to get closer to Wuyuan, but she couldn't achieve this goal now, so there was no point in keeping her here.

Hurry up, run away, you can catch up on some sleep when you go back.

Just when she was about to sneak away quietly, Wen Feiran stopped in front of her.

"Miss, do you want to get close to Wu Xian?"

he asked.

An Ran was moved.

Although she didn't know what Wen Feiran's purpose was in asking this question, at this moment he really seemed like a roundworm in her stomach.

However, Wuyuan's rejection of her is so obvious, does Wen Feiran not have any doubts?

An Ran hesitated.

Obviously at the beginning, she accidentally said some meaningful words, but he suspected that she had left her body and returned to the gap in the world.

Wen Feiran did not look back, and said in a light voice, "I heard that the eldest lady saved Wuyuan when she was young, but never learned to ride a horse. She just kept it."

Hey, is that what it is like?

The original owner never knew how to ride a horse, and although Wu Xian was served delicious food and drinks, he rarely had the chance to go out.

Its freedom is restricted, its temper will naturally become irritable, and it cannot really get close to its original owner.

The so-called closeness probably means that compared to a stranger, it will not seriously hurt her when it is rational, but if it encounters a manic moment, it will also not recognize her.

Just like that time An Ran went to call it.

Therefore, it was not that Wuyuan realized that she was not the original owner, but rather that she did not regard the original owner as her master in the first place.

The purer the bloodline of a horse, the more violent its temper will be. At first glance, Wuyuan is a horse with a good bloodline. It is obvious that the original owner is not a person who can tame it.

And Wen Feiran has the ability to tame it.

During this period of time when she didn't pay attention to him, he allowed Wuyuan to recognize him as his master.

Put it this way, everything falls into place.

But An Ran still had some doubts. She asked, "Why do you want me to get close to Wuyuan? Do you want to teach me how to ride a horse?"

Wen Feiran remained silent and touched Wuyuan's head again and again.

Half of his face was reflected in the bright sky, like a silhouette. The scars on his face were covered up one by one, leaving only an extremely clear outline.

Neither his demeanor nor his actions look like a child.

An Ran asked again, "Why do you want to teach me?"

Wen Feiran looked at her, "Miss, do you want to know what it feels like to touch Wuyuan's head?"

An Ran took a step back, wanting to say firmly that she didn't want to, and then turned and left.

Otherwise, you will always feel like you are being manipulated.

But she thought about it and decided that she might as well give it a try.

After all, she knew how to ride a horse, but the difficulty was getting close to the infinity.

If she could get closer to Wuyuan through Wen Feiran, she was confident that she would be able to get closer to Wuyuan on her own.

So she walked forward generously and said, "Okay."

Wuyuan was very docile under Wen Feiran's hands. Even when An Ran came closer, he stood still, with a gentle and gentle look, without the slightest hint of violence or impatience.

She looked into Wuyuan's big, moist and shining eyes, and tentatively reached out her hand with a little caution.

Wuyuan moved.

The hand that was safely in mid-air was about to retract subconsciously.

The other hand covers it and leads it straight to infinity.

An Ran held her breath.

It felt soft and cool under the palm, but soon revealed warmth.

The back of the hand was burning.

Wen Fei inserted it into the gap of her hand and made it fit tightly.

An Ran felt a sense of discomfort and weirdness in her heart.

she feels

The aggressiveness.

An Ran turned to look at Wen Feiran, but his expression did not waver at all. Looking at the hands of the two of them intertwined, he seemed to be doing something ordinary.

A thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

"Did you let He Yiyi touch Wuyuan like this?"

She asked calmly, but Wen Feiran was stunned by An Ran's sudden question.

He raised his long eyelashes, and the clear light in his eyes flowed like water.

It seemed that his attitude towards her had changed slightly since they were in the carriage.

An Ran said with a bit of toughness in her tone, "Answer me."

Wen Feiran looked at her silently, then shook his head gently, "No."

He paused and added, "Only you."

In his sixteen years, he had only done it to her to guide people to get close to horses.

An Ran took her hand out from under Wen Feiran's palm.

Seeing that it was getting late, she had to go back.

An Ran didn't explain a word, ignored Wen Feiran, and walked directly outside.

She can come and go whenever she wants without any special reaction to him.

Wen Feiran watched her go away until her back disappeared.

He raised his head and faced Wu Xian, "She is really a capricious person, isn't she?"

She seems to care about him so much, but now she doesn't care about him so much.

Not long after An Ran returned to the room, Lu Yuan came over to help her wash up.

An Ran looked behind her and asked, "He Yiyi should go to the stables first?"

Luyuan is now very accustomed to being by the eldest lady's side. Even when the second lady ran to Wen Feiran diligently, she changed from being surprised at the beginning to being calm.

She nodded, "Second Miss just left not long ago."

Luyuan was not worried that the eldest lady would be angry with the second lady after hearing this, because during these days, the eldest lady only asked questions casually, and did not express any anger or displeasure. It was very calm.

As expected, An Ran just heard this, continued to wash up, and then calmly went to the small hall to have breakfast with Mrs. Jiang.

Luyuan's impression of the eldest lady gradually changed when she first entered the house. She followed An Ran, thinking silently that this eldest lady didn't seem to be as difficult to get along with as rumored by the outside world, and she was pretty good.

Today Mrs. Jiang seems happier than usual.

When An Ran went in, he saw her and Chunyu talking about something, smiling with her lips pursed.

"Mother, why are you so happy?" An Ran sat down next to Mrs. Jiang.

"My dear, you're up." Mrs. Jiang hugged An Ran, her eyes filled with joy as she spoke, "Your father will be back in three days."

An Ran smiled, "That's really great."

"No, your father will be away for most of the year. I thought he would miss the Prayer Festival."

Chunyu said, "The Prayer Festival will be three days after the master comes back. Madam, we are almost ready."

Mrs. Jiang smiled and nodded.

An Ran said at this time: "Mother, in those few days of prayer, I want to lead Wuyuan out."

As soon as these words came out, both Mrs. Jiang and Chunyu looked a little strange and confused.

Mrs. Jiang asked, "Why do you suddenly think of taking Wuyuan out? You don't know how to ride a horse."

"I think Wuyuan should go out and get some fresh air."

"But." Mrs. Jiang hesitated, "Wu Yuan is so fierce that no one can really get close to it..."

Such an unruly horse, if her darling hadn't insisted on raising it, she would have sent it away long ago.

It is a small matter that the horse cannot be used by Jiang Mansion, but it is a big matter that it will hurt her sweet baby.

The Expanse is too dangerous.

An Ran grabbed Mrs. Jiang's clothes and said, "Mom, don't worry, the ugly slave can make Wuyuan obedient. When the time comes, just let the ugly slave follow you."

That's right, taking Wuyuan out is not the purpose, let Wen Fei

But being able to go out together is the real purpose.

"Really?" Mrs. Jiang was surprised, "He actually has such ability."

She and Chunyu looked at each other.

Chunyu spoke up at the right time, "It's rare for a young lady to be in such a good mood. It doesn't hurt that Xiaosi and I prepare more."

Mrs. Jiang pondered for a long time, "Then go and prepare."

An Ran hugged Mrs. Jiang and said, "Mother is so kind."

Mrs. Jiang patted An Ran on the back and asked with concern, "What else do you want to do, dear baby? Do you want to ride a horse?"

Thinking about it An Ran, it seems inappropriate to lead Wuyuan out just to let it go.

She nodded, "I think so."

"Then, mother, go find a master for you."

An Ran shook his head, "Don't bother me, Chou Slave can teach me."

"He?" Mrs. Jiang was very doubtful, "Is it really possible?"

An Ran said, "Not everyone can get close to Wuyuan. If he can get close, it would be the most suitable one."

Mrs. Jiang is still hesitating.

"Madam." Chunyu added, "It's still some time before the Prayer Festival, so let's let the young lady learn to try it first. If it doesn't work, it's too late to find someone else."

Mrs. Jiang heard what Chunyu said was reasonable and no longer bothered about the matter.

After finishing breakfast and leaving safely, Mrs. Jiang talked to Chunyu about her plan to learn to ride a horse.

Although she agreed at the time, Mrs. Jiang was actually still worried.

Especially when her sweet baby fainted for no reason in front of that ugly slave.

Chunyu slapped Mrs. Jiang on the shoulder, "Madam, I understand your worries, but, you see, since the ugly slave came, the young lady has really become a lot more lively."

"She's even thinking about going horseback riding, isn't that bad?"

Mrs. Jiang frowned slightly, "Having said that, the origin of that child is unknown after all."

Chunyu said, "Otherwise, go and invite Mr. Zhao to come over and learn riding skills with the young lady."

Mrs. Jiang's eyes lit up, "What you said makes sense. If I have Yitong with me, I will feel more at ease."

An Ran came out of the small hall and went straight to the stables.

She had to tell Wen Feiran about this.

When they got there, before they really got close, An Ran saw He Yiyi and Wen Feiran talking closely together.

He Yiyi had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes when looking at Wen Feiran were gentle and affectionate.

Looking at Wen Feiran again, his expression softened a lot.

An Ran stopped, thinking whether he should avoid or interrupt their good conversation.

Before she could come to a conclusion, the two people over there had already discovered her.

He Yiyi was the first to feel An Ran's presence. She turned her head and saw An Ran, her smile disappeared, "Miss."

"Why are you here?" She was a little cautious and nervous.

Seeing her obvious change in attitude, An Ran clicked her tongue twice in her heart.

It seems that the good sister of the original owner is not as important as the new beloved one.

She put her hands behind her back and walked over proudly, "We will take Wuyuan out during the Prayer Festival."

He Yiyi reacted very quickly, "Do you want to ride a horse?"

"Yes." An Ran looked at Wen Feiran who looked aside with a calm expression, "He is going to teach me how to ride a horse in the next few days."

He Yiyi bit his lips.

Before she could say anything, An Ran stopped her and said, "You don't need to say anything more, I've made up my mind."

"Don't come to the stables during this period."

He Yi's face was pale and his eyes were watery, as if he was about to cry.

She glanced at Wen Feiran and said goodbye to An Ran.

An Ran looked at He Yiyi's aggrieved back and felt a little bad.

She asked Wen Feiran, "Are you angry?"

Wen Feiran gave her a cool, calm look, completely different from the look he had when facing He Yiyi.

Okay, he must be angry.

safely

Expressing that he still wanted to continue to support the fire, "What did you say to He Yiyi just now?"

Wen Feiran said: "Let's chat casually."

An Ran was reluctant, "What are we talking about casually?"

She chuckled, "It's not something shameful, is it?"

Wen Feiran said nothing and went to the cubicle to take out Wu Xian, "Since the eldest lady wants to learn to ride a horse, let's start."

An Ran said, "Change the subject."

But she did not continue to ask, but followed Wen Feiran to the racecourse obediently.

She watched him put the saddle on Wuyuan, whispered a few words to it, and then stretched out his hand towards her.