The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1442

Chapter 1442: 705 Xuanyuan Father and Son (two more updates)_3

Gu Jiao had a good idea of the close relationship between the Hei Fengqi King and the Crown Prince of the Han Family.

Lady Nan mocked, "My Sixth Master certainly didn’t steal your horse! It was your horse that fell into the swamp by itself, and it was our Mama that found it, calling for Sixth Master to save it from the swamp! Our Mama even got injured in the process of saving it! Your horse was both poisoned and severely wounded, if it weren’t for my Sixth Master, it would be long gone! Instead of being grateful, you accuse Sixth Master of stealing your horse! Shameless!"

The Crown Prince of the Han Family frowned.

A guard by his side drew his long sword and slashed at Lady Nan.

This time, before Gu Jiao could make a move, the Hei Fengqi King was first to raise its forehooves and sent the guard flying!

A slither of surprise passed through the eyes of the Crown Prince of the Han Family.

He looked at the guard who had been sent flying and then back at the Hei Fengqi King protecting this family, gripping his long sword tighter.

"Fine, I will tentatively believe you, considering you saved the Hei Fengqi King this time. I will let today’s matter pass, but Xiao Liulang, the debt between you and me, I will settle with you sooner or later!"

"Let’s go!"

He had his servants bring the saddle and placed it on the Hei Fengqi King.

He grew up with the Hei Fengqi King from childhood and had recognized this horse as his own when he was still a child. He is the true master of the Hei Fengqi King!

The Crown Prince of the Han Family mounted his steed and rode away from Yangliu Lane with the Hei Fengqi.

When Mama woke, the large black horse by its side was gone, and it stood dazed for three seconds before rising to look around.

Mama had an extremely keen sense of smell and detected the large black horse’s scent in the air, following it out.

Lady Nan watched it dash away and called out, "Hey, Little Shiyi!"

The Hei Fengqi King was exceptionally fast, faster than ever before.

The Crown Prince of the Han Family was extremely pleased, "Truly worthy of the strongest Hei Fengqi King."

At the age of seventeen, still able to run with such power and speed, neither injury nor poison could affect him.

The grown Hei Fengqi King left the two-and-a-half-year-old Mama far behind in a cloud of dust.

The prince and his horse soon arrived at the Han Family Residence, where Chu Nan, having heard of the Crown Prince’s return with the Hei Fengqi King, hurried out to greet him.

"Welcoming the Crown Prince back," Chu Nan bowed.

The Crown Prince of the Han Family patted the energetic Hei Fengqi King, telling Chu Nan, "It seems to be even faster than before."

Chu Nan smiled, "Really? That truly is a miracle."

The Crown Prince of the Han Family squeezed the horse’s sides and said to the Hei Fengqi King, "Alright, time to go inside."

The Hei Fengqi King didn’t move.

The Crown Prince of the Han Family asked puzzledly, "What’s the matter?"

The Hei Fengqi King remained still.

"Is it because your wounds hurt?" The Crown Prince of the Han Family dismounted to carefully search for any wounds on the Hei Fengqi King.

"Has the Hei Fengqi King been injured?" Chu Nan also joined to search.

Unexpectedly, the Hei Fengqi King suddenly stepped back a few paces.

Both of them looked at it perplexed as the Hei Fengqi King then turned away and ran in the direction of the street, leaving.

The Crown Prince of the Han Family was bewildered, "Why is this happening? Where is the Hei Fengqi King going?"

Chu Nan was Shengdu’s most experienced horse tamer. He stared deeply at the retreating figure of the Hei Fengqi King and murmured, "It’s heading towards the Xuanyuan Family, it’s... going to find its true master."

The Crown Prince of the Han Family said angrily, "Its master is me!"

Chu Nan remained silent.

So just because you ride it, it makes you its master?

You were merely its childhood playmate.

The Crown Prince of the Han Family clenched his fists, "How many years has it been? Wasn’t it said that it had long forgotten? How old was it when the Xuanyuan Family met with disaster? Two years old!"

Blood flowed down with the water, dropping onto the ground tick by tick, as if it didn’t feel pain, using its wounded head, now showing bone, to powerfully strike the gate. _{freewēbnoveℓ.com}