"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."
A hoarse sound echoed through the woods, shadows moving constantly, always targeting.
No one would have thought that within this racetrack, someone actually intended to assassinate a Princess Consort!
In the distance, various horses galloped, the horse Long Yue rode was fast, neck and neck with Luo Xiaoxiao's horse, leaving others far behind.
"Yue'er, keep going!"
From the back, Yang Zhuoya's encouraging voice came.
Luo Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, looked at Long Yue running with a face full of shock, doubting if she was mistaken; this noblewoman raised in Capital City actually had such good horsemanship?
Is the world mad? Or has she never stopped practicing?
"Damn it!" Annoyed, she suddenly whipped her horse hard, "Giddy-up! Giddy-up! Giddy-up!"
Long Yue kept a blank face, only focused on whipping the horse's rump; she wanted to be first and get that Fire Fox Fur!
