Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 332: Sprained ankle, hugged waist.

Qi Pan's mind was completely focused on what Ying Zheng was explaining and his riding movements.

Keep every word he says and every move he makes firmly in mind.

Ying Zheng rode his horse and ran around.

"Master, did you see it clearly? How much can you remember?"

Qi Pan said, "I saw it clearly! I can remember 80% of it!"

"Okay, that's probably fine."

Ying Zheng jumped off his horse and said, "Come on, Imperial Master, you try it."

"I'll hold the reins and get you on the horse."

"Once you have grasped the reins and are firmly seated, follow the instructions I just gave you to maintain your balance and control the horse."

"Okay!" Qi Pan said loudly.

Ying Zheng put his big hand on Qi Pan's waist, exerted force with his hands, lifted Qi Pan up and put him on the horse's back.

Qi Pan grabbed the reins with one hand, raised his legs, and sat hard on the warhorse's back.

There was nothing on the warhorse's back, and it was not equipped with a saddle or stirrups.

War horses have extremely fierce temperaments!

If someone tries to sit on it, it will struggle and neigh desperately!

Ying Zheng held the reins tightly, fixing the horse's head to prevent it from kicking.

"catch!"

"run!!"

Ying Zheng shouted loudly!

Qi Pan sat steadily on the horse's back!

Tighten the reins.

The moment Ying Zheng let go of his hand, the man and the horse rushed out like an arrow!

"hiss!!!"

At the beginning, the warhorse was untamed and ran hard.

Trying to throw the person off the horse.

I hope to hold its neck tightly!

He clamped his legs tightly around the horse's belly.

Make sure you don't get thrown off.

When the warhorse found that it couldn't throw the man off, it raised its two front hooves.

The entire horse's back stood up straight!

He wanted to use this to throw the person off his back.

Ying Zheng and others who were watching from a distance were so nervous that their hearts skipped a beat.

Qi Pan held the reins with both hands and pressed his whole body tightly against the horse's back.

"hiss!!!"

The horse failed to throw her off.

After running around for a few laps without success, he finally gave in.

Qi Pan also breathed a sigh of relief, "Go!"

"Tap Tap!"

The warhorse obeyed Qi Pan's command and started running.

The wind blew across her face, and her neatly tied hair became a little loose due to the violent shaking.

The white jade hairpin on her head slipped off.

Pray for a surprise!

Suddenly reached out and grabbed it!

He caught the fallen white jade hairpin in his hand.

call.......

It would be a pity if such a nice hairpin were broken.

A head of smooth long hair hanging behind her.

As the warhorse galloped, the hair flew.

It forms a heroic and beautiful picture.

I hope to gallop freely on this grass.

The only sounds in my ears were the wind, the clatter of horse hooves and the neighing of war horses.

All I can see is the front, the grass, and the vast sky.

At this moment, I hope I am not like myself.

Not like myself in modern times, nor like myself after traveling through time to the Qin Dynasty.

More like a brand new self.

A person who is like myself, but not like myself.

I hope you like this feeling.

This feeling of soaring between heaven and earth.

I don’t know how many laps I ran.

Until Qi Pan felt the stinging pain from the friction on the inside of his thigh.

She slowed down, let the horse walk half a circle, and returned to Ying Zheng.

I hope to be like Ying Zheng, jumping off the horse cleanly, neatly and handsomely.

It's just that she overestimated herself.

I also underestimated the height of the warhorse.

The moment I landed, my ankle sprained!

"what!"

"National Division!"

Ying Zheng looked nervous. He took two steps forward and embraced Qi Pan.

When Ying Zheng placed his palm on Qi Pan's waist, his hand seemed to be burned and he shrank back.

Seeing that Qi Pan was unsteady on her feet, he leaned over and supported her.

"hiss........"

Qipan felt a sharp pain in his left ankle.

She also didn't notice that Ying Zheng's big hand was on her waist.

"Brother, I think I sprained my foot."

Qi Pan bent down and held his left ankle.

He frowned and reached out to touch it, "Hiss..."

It won’t be broken, right?

"Let me see."

Ying Zheng's expression also looked somewhat solemn. He bent down and squatted in front of Qi Pan.

Let her hands hold his shoulders to steady herself.

Qi Pan placed one hand on Ying Zheng's shoulder and stood on one foot.

Ying Zheng reached out and pinched Qi Pan's ankle, feeling relieved.

"It's okay, it should be dislocated."

"National Master, please bear with it for a moment."

"it is good."

It's just a dislocation, okay.

Qi Pan also felt relieved.

"Crack!"

"hiss........"

Qi Pan gasped in pain.

It turns out that it is so painful to put a dislocated joint back in place.

Fortunately, the pain only lasted for a while, and after I recovered, it was just a little sore.

"Okay, the Imperial Master needs to be more careful these days and not use too much force on this foot."

"When we get back later, let Xia Wuqie take a look at you and prescribe some medicine for you."

Ying Zheng clapped his hands, stood up, and held Qi Pan's arm.

"Come, I'll help you sit over there for a while."

"it is good."

Qi Pan followed Ying Zheng's force and jumped on one leg, jumping to a tree.

Eleven and Twelve had already laid out thick animal skins under the tree.

Ying Zheng helped Qi Pan sit down.

Although he sprained his ankle, Qi Pan was still in a good mood.

Sit under the shade of the tree and look at the sky in the distance.

There is noisy and melodious bird calls in my ears.

It's chirping and a bit noisy, but also very lively and smart.

As he sat there, Qi Pan fell asleep.

She leaned her back against the tree trunk and rested her head on Ying Zheng's shoulder.

Ying Zheng sat there motionless, looking up at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

When Qi Pan woke up, he found himself leaning on Ying Zheng's shoulder.

She was startled and quickly turned her head away.

He also put his hands under his buttocks and moved himself to the side.

strangeness.

How did she fall asleep?

Is it because I didn’t sleep well last night and am too sleepy?

"Hey, brother, I'm sorry, I fell asleep accidentally......"

Qi Pan felt a little embarrassed.

"No problem."

Ying Zheng's expression didn't change at all, he just said.

"Has the Imperial Master had a good rest?"

"OK OK."

"Then shall we go back now?"

Ying Zheng said, "Your foot was just dislocated. You should go back and have a look as soon as possible."

Qi Pan nodded, "Okay, let's go back then."

The carriage stopped in front of Qi Pan. Ying Zheng held Qi Pan's arm and helped her into the carriage.

A group of people walked back.

After returning to the palace, the palace servants had already prepared the sedan chair and were waiting for him.

After praying for a carriage, he got into the sedan chair.

He was carried back to the bedroom.

After examining him, Xia Wuqi prescribed some medicine and a bottle of ointment for Qi Pan.

Ying Zheng gave Qi Pan a few more instructions, asking him to pay more attention.

He ordered the palace maids to apply medicine on Qi Pan properly and then left.

But for some reason, Ying Zheng's steps were a little hurried when he left, as if he was worried about something.

After the medicine was applied, Qi Pan dismissed the palace maids and half-lay on the bed.

This is just great.

After leaving the palace, I have to lie down for seven or eight days when I come back.

call.......

Just consider it as catching up on some sleep.

Qi Pan’s acceptance has always been very good.

She lay down and covered herself with the quilt.

After a while, I fell asleep.

In the dream, Qi Pan dreamed of Ying Zheng again.