Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1442
Seeing that his son did not move, the old emperor urged him again, his eyes full of impatience.
Seeing that look, Xiaoyao was shocked.
When this old guy finds out that the little king is standing on the adults’ side, his expression will definitely be very interesting.
Yuwen Linyuan couldn’t stand his father’s repeated urging, and finally suppressed the disappointment in his heart, and slowly bowed to Si Jin: “Thank you, Governor.”
“Your Highness, why are you being so polite? Let’s go together after the court session. I will teach you the first thing.”
“Yes.” After Yu Wen Linyuan responded, he followed Si Jin step by step towards the palace gate.
He thought Si Jin would tell him some profound truths he had never heard before, or at worst some new rumors.
Unexpectedly, after leaving the palace, the red-robed supervisor changed his expression.
He threw the whip to him and said, “First thing, learn how to ride a horse and drive a carriage to take me back home.”
“…”
Yuwen Linyuan looked at the whip in his hand, then looked around the empty carriage, frowned and asked, “You didn’t bring a groom, so you want me to drive for you?”
“Your Highness the Crown Prince is truly intelligent. I admire you.” After praising him with a smile, Si Jin turned around and got on the carriage, leaving Yuwen Linyuan alone, holding the whip, his hair disheveled in the autumn wind.
“impossible!”
After a while, Yuwen Linyuan dropped the whip, sat in the carriage with his hands in his pockets and acted angry.
He was the crown prince of a country, and not only was he bewitched by the charmer and unable to sleep all night, but he was also forced to wash the bed sheets the next day, getting himself covered in foam, and now he had to drive the carriage for him.
For some reason, Yuwen Linyuan always felt that he was being fooled and was being played around.
He will definitely not drive this car again today!
“Your Highness.” After a while, Si Jin’s voice came from the car again, with some innate sense of oppression.
“If you don’t drive the carriage, I will have to report to the emperor that I can’t teach you, and I will ask another little prince to teach you.”
Change? A? Little? Prince?
What if another prince was pressed on the rockery and kissed on the ear by Gu Sijin?
“No!” Thinking of that scene, Yuwen Linyuan felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he had to pick up the whip and get on the horse: “Sit tight, Lord Supervisor!”
[Puff——] Seeing this, Xiaoyao sprayed out the water he had just drunk.
Adults really like to stroke little wolfhounds against their fur.
However, with this method of training, it is no problem to tame it. I am just afraid that by then… it will not be as simple as being unable to get out of bed for a few days⊙ω⊙
For the sake of his beard, Xiao Tongzi did not dare to say this. After a while, he saw Yuwen Linyuan suddenly pull the horse.
The force he used was three times that of his normal horse riding.
The horse neighed and galloped out at a very fast speed.
The people riding on the horses are fine, but those sitting in the cars are probably going to vomit due to the bumpy ride.
But there is nothing I can do about it. Yu Wenlinyuan thought proudly: This is the price Gu Sijin paid for forcing him to drive the car!
But the carriage circled the city five times at this speed. Si Jin was fine, but the horses could not bear it and refused to move any further.
In order to prevent the horse from falling, Yuwen Linyuan was forced to slow down and stop the carriage by a lake in the suburbs.
Yu Wen the little wolfdog felt a little embarrassed that he not only failed to send the person home but also broke the horse.
He turned around and lifted the curtain, wanting to find a reason to explain, but he saw Si Jin leaning against the side of the carriage, supporting his head with one hand and taking a nap with his eyes closed.
He seemed a little tired, but was not affected by the bumpy carriage at all and just leaned back there safely.
The breeze would occasionally lift up the car curtains, lifting up a few strands of black hair on his temples. His thin eyebrows were like willows, his red lips were like plums, and the scarlet teardrop moles at the corners of his eyes complemented each other, making him look both charming and cold.
Just one glance can pull the peeping person back into the absurd red fox dream of last night.
Yuwen Linyuan paused as to the reason that was stuck on his lips. As if possessed by some mysterious force, he asked, “Are you really… a homosexual?”