The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

Chapter 217 Goodwill Shattered

She suggested that Gu Weiyi and Fan Ruoxuan go to the nearest town to recuperate, while she led the other three, including the unconscious Cao Yaozu, and set off back to the capital early.

"Time waits for no one, and the longer the night, the more trouble there is. I, Han Yue'er, will go ahead to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

There was an unquestionable determination in her words.

Gu Weiyi unexpectedly stood up at this time and supported Han Yueer's decision.

He keenly sensed the intention behind Sheng Junwei's eagerness to return to Beijing - she probably wanted to take all the credit.

Gu Weiyi would naturally not agree with such an overly ostentatious approach.

Since the injured person himself expressed understanding and support, Pei Yu could not continue to be stubborn.

So the three of them quickly packed their luggage, mounted their horses, and galloped towards Shengjing with the unconscious Cao Yaozu like an arrow.

Han Yue'er has absolute confidence in her riding skills. This comes from the fact that when she was carrying out a mission in her previous life, in order to cater to the target's preference for women with excellent riding skills, she had practiced hard until she thought her skills were good enough to surpass the vast majority of contemporary riders.

In contrast, although Sheng Junwei has mastered some unconventional skills, she has not studied horse riding and archery in depth. This makes Han Yueer believe that she will soon be able to leave her far behind.

However, just as the sky began to turn pale, Han Yue'er's mount's front hooves suddenly gave way and it fell to the ground with a thud. She could not help but curse her bad luck in her heart.

Yang Shengming's horse was already out of breath and almost fell down due to carrying two people.

Only Pei Yu's horse still looked energetic and full of vitality.

Yang Shengming adjusted his breathing, and walked around Pei Yu's horse, exclaiming: "We also started from last night, why is Brother Youlin's horse still so energetic?"

Pei Yu himself was also confused. Not only his horse, but even he himself did not feel the slightest bit of fatigue.

In contrast, Han Yue'er and her group traveled all night, their faces were pale and full of fatigue.

Yang Shengming exclaimed in amazement: "Living with a master is truly extraordinary. We ordinary people can never compare to him."

Pei Yu smiled back, but a hint of shyness flashed across his face.

But then, his thoughts returned to Han Yue'er, his face darkened, and his eyes quickly swept over her figure.

Han Yue'er had a blank expression on her face and remained silent, and no one knew what she was thinking.

After a moment, she suddenly asked, "Mr. Pei, can I borrow your horse for a while?"

When Yang Shengming heard this, his face was full of confusion.

Pei Yu was also stunned: "But..."

Han Yueer's expression darkened instantly, revealing a trace of disappointment: "Forget it, we are just ordinary friends now, and such a request is indeed inappropriate. I have no other intentions, I am just eager to complete the task."

As soon as she said this, she seemed to realize that her words were inappropriate. She quickly pursed her lips and looked at Pei Yu awkwardly: "Mr. Pei, please go ahead. The town is not far ahead and will be there in about half an hour. Don't worry about me. I'm still strong and my pace is not slow. I will catch up soon. It won't be too late to buy a horse then."

Pei Yu felt mixed emotions, but finally made up his mind: "It's too dangerous for a girl to walk in this wilderness. You can ride my horse. I will go with the prince, and we will meet in town."

Han Yue'er was secretly delighted, but pretended to be shy: "This is not appropriate..."

Although he said this, his hands had already taken the reins: "Forget it, it's not easy for everyone, I won't be polite. I'll go first, you guys should hurry up and catch up."

She carefully placed Cao Yaozu on the horse's back, waved the whip, and rode away in a cloud of dust.

Yang Shengming looked at the horse's shadow that was gradually going away, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes flickered with amusement: "Miss Han... is indeed an extraordinary woman."

At first, his impression of Han Yue'er was that she was eccentric and straightforward, and her background of broken love made him feel a little sympathy for her, which added to his aversion to Sheng Junwei.

But after two days of getting along, Yang Shengming gradually discovered that the word "not fussy" did not seem appropriate to describe Han Yueer.

Many of her behaviors are closer to being unscrupulous, and her words are always somewhat deliberate and affected.

As the prince of Qingyun, what kind of women has he not seen?

He was already accustomed to the intrigues and deceptions in the harem.

Therefore, after hearing Han Yueer's slightly artificial words last night, his original good impression of her was completely shattered.

Seeing Pei Yu sincerely giving his horse to Han Yue'er, he glanced at Pei Yu with a fake smile: "Mr. Pei is so gentle and considerate. I admire you so much."

Changing the subject, he pointed to his equally exhausted horse and said, "But my horse has also been working hard all night and can no longer hold on. I won't bother Mr. Pei to ride with me, lest the horse collapses halfway."

After saying this, he swung the whip in his hand violently. The movement was clean and neat, as if drawing a decisive arc in the air. Then, the horse neighed, and its four hooves flew, raising a cloud of dust that covered the sky and the sun, leaving only a figure that was getting farther and farther away, and finally disappeared in the vast dust.

Pei Yu stood there in a daze, speechless for a long while, feeling mixed emotions in his heart. The words he hadn't spoken were quietly carried away by the wind and turned into a long sigh.

Sheng Junwei was completely unaware of this. She rode her horse at full speed with only one thought in her mind - to return to Shengjing as soon as possible.

On the way, she patted the horse's neck lovingly and let her loyal companion take a rest in a lush forest, drink a sip of clear spring water, chew some tender grass, and recover a little.

As the sun sets, the afterglow shines on her resolute profile, reflecting a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

Finally, at dusk on the second day, when the bell tolled the city gates about to close, she hurried back to the familiar yet unfamiliar Shengjing.

Seeing the young lady's dusty appearance, Rou'er's eyes were full of surprise and distress: "Young lady, how come you are back so soon? Have you had dinner? You must have had a hard journey. I will go and prepare hot water for you to wash up."

"I haven't eaten yet. You've worked hard. Don't bother me for now. You should also go to bed early."

There was a barely perceptible hint of fatigue in Sheng Junwei's voice.

Indeed, this continuous running around made her feel unprecedentedly tired. From childhood to adulthood, she had never experienced such high-intensity continuous challenges.

Although she often stayed up late at night to practice in the past, the practice at that time allowed her to improve her cultivation. Instead of feeling tired, she felt full of energy.

But tonight, she just wanted to fall asleep.

The dinner was simple and warm. Afterwards, Sheng Junwei quickly washed up and fell headfirst onto the soft bed, falling into a deep sleep, completely ignoring whether her nominal "husband" who was hundreds of miles away was safe or not.

Because at a certain moment on the way home, a decision had quietly been planted in her heart, a decision about the future.

At the same time, Han Yue'er also rushed to the outskirts of Shengjing City under the cover of night on the same day.