As soon as he sat down, he immediately laughed: "Father, look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the horse suddenly made a long neigh, raised its hooves and rushed forward.

"Chenjun, be careful!"

Nan Yan shouted in fear. Seeing Zhu Chengjun being caught off guard, he was so moved backwards that he was about to fall off the horse. He was so scared that he leaned forward with force and reached out to hold the horse's neck.

Nan Yan was about to pounce on him, but Zhu Feng reached out and stopped him, saying, "What can you do when you go up?"

"But--"

She was scared and sweated coldly. Especially after seeing Zhu Chengjun holding the horse's neck, the horse was even more frightened. He jumped and jumped up half a person high, constantly shaking his neck. Zhu Chengjun was so scared that he screamed, and his lower body was almost thrown to fly.

He is still young, so how could he withstand such bumps?

If you really get dropped, you either have your hands or your feet broken!

Nan Yan was so anxious that he was about to cry, but Zhu Feng looked calm and stopped her with one hand and hugged her in his arms, saying, "Don't, if you can't even ride a horse, would you still deserve to be my son?"

While speaking, Zhu Chengjun was already thrown by a horse and was almost about to be pushed down. He was also frightened and kept shouting: "Father! Father save me!"

"What to save?"

Zhu Feng scolded him, and even the Wen Bieyu and several other followers who were about to rush up were drunk by him. He said, "Step on the stirrups first and sit firmly!"

Zhu Chengjun originally wanted to wait for someone to save him, but seeing that no one around him came up, all of them were yelled by his father. If he didn't think of a solution, his arms were now sore and weak, he would be thrown off.

He could only grit his teeth and kept scratching his feet, trying to find the shaking horse stoop.

After a while, he really encountered it.

Just as a drowning man found a straw, he hurriedly stretched out his legs and stepped on the horse's veil and stabilized his body, but his hands were still holding the horse's neck firmly, and the horse was still shaking its neck to throw him down.

Zhu Chengjun cried and said, "Father, what should I do if my father?"

Zhu Feng said: "Who asked you to ride a horse and hold your neck?"

“…”

"When you rode a horse, how did I teach you?"

Seeing that he was still cursing at this time, Nan Yan was so anxious that his eyes turned red, and shouted directly: "Cheng Jun, grab the reins quickly, grab the reins and tie them, and the horse will not dare to move!"

Hearing her say this, Zhu Chengjun seemed to have come to his senses.

But he didn't dare to let go of the horse's neck immediately, so he circled the horse's neck with one hand and groped down the long neck with the other hand. Sure enough, he touched the reins. He grabbed it trembled and handed it to the other hand.

Next, you have to let go of the horse's neck and forcefully tie the reins to control the horse.

If he couldn't do it, he would be thrown out by the irritable pony almost the moment he loosened the horse's neck.

Thinking of this, he was a little timid again, wrapping one hand around his neck and refused to let go.

Nan Yan shouted anxiously: "Child, hurry up!"

“…”

Zhu Chengjun didn't speak, just closed his eyes, and even leaned against the horse's neck, as if a drowning man was really holding a driftwood.

Zhu Feng sneered and said, "You just use it like this. A human strength is not as strong as a horse. When you run out of your strength, it will still push you down. By that time, you will not even have the chance to fall to the ground to avoid it!"

“…”

"That way, that's a waste!"

As soon as he heard the word "waste", his heart felt like a needle was pierced. Zhu Chengjun immediately opened his eyes and took advantage of his strength. After jumping four or five times in a row, the horse finally stopped and took a rest. He immediately let go of the hand holding his neck, put the reins in his hand on his arm and pulled it back with all his strength.

The horse suddenly let out a long and harsh neigh.

It raised its front hooves high and stood up. Zhu Chengjun's back was almost as flat as the ground. He was about to fall off the saddle. He stepped on the horse trunk desperately, pulling his arms back hard, almost closing his back.

Nan Yan opened his eyes wide, and at this moment, his heartbeat stopped.

Zhu Feng, who was holding her, couldn't help but clench his fists.

After the horse neighed for a while, its front hooves fell heavily on the grass, digging out two deep pits, and it stopped like this and stopped moving any more.

In an instant, everyone calmed down, opened their eyes wide and looked at the Han King Zhu Chengjun, who was sitting on the horse's back, panting, and even his back was almost unstable.

His eyes were red and his nose was red.

However, the sweat that fell from the young man's tender face suddenly washed away most of his childishness. When he looked back at Zhu Feng, his eyes actually showed a little perseverance that children of this age should not have.

He said, "Father!"

Zhu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

A smile also appeared on his face, and he looked at Zhu Chengjun and said, "What?"

Zhu Chengjun said: "Father, I succeeded!"

"Um."

"I made it."

"I've seen it."

Zhu Feng smiled, looking calm and gentle. Only when Nan Yan came to his senses at this time did he feel that the palm of his hand was covered in cold sweat.

She looked up at Zhu Feng, couldn't help but smile, then turned to look at her son, and Zhu Chengjun said to her again: "Mother, am I powerful?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "So amazing."

"Ha ha ha ha."

At this moment, the human aura completely overwhelmed the horse that was just stirring up trouble. Zhu Chengjun put the reins on his palm twice, and shouted again: "Let's go, go, take me to run twice."

Seeing his complacent look, Zhu Feng's eyes were bent even more smiling.

Zhu Chengjun was already riding a horse and ran away with dust.

Wen Bieyu, who was beside him, whispered: "Emperor, Empress, the villain should accompany His Highness to run two laps together."

Zhu Feng said: "Go."

So Wen Bieyu also took a horse from the person next to him, turned over and chased him up with Zhu Chengjun's back who had already run away.

Nanyan stood there and suddenly sighed.

Zhu Feng looked down at her: "What are you sighing?"

Nan Yan said with a complicated expression: "That's right, I feel a little bit strange."

"How strange."

"I think the child is about to grow up."

"It's not good for the child to grow up?"

"It's either bad, it's just that I think--"

She couldn't seem to explain clearly, and she hesitated for a long time before she leaned her head on Zhu Feng's shoulder and said softly: "I can't bear to leave you."

Zhu Feng laughed: "I can't bear to bear it, he will grow up too."

Nan Yan didn't say anything, but stood quietly against him.
Chapter completed!