Ling Zhang’s lips formed a tight line when he saw the icy look on Yuwen Tong’s face.

No need to lie to anyone?

“Let’s go. Show me around your herb farm.” Yuwen Tong didn’t want to talk about the engagement anymore.

Speaking about the herb farm, Ling Zhang immediately thought of Maomao who had been left there. So he decided to put the matters about their engagement aside. But another doubt haunted him. “Why are you here, Marshal?”

Yuwen Tong said with his back to Ling Zhang, “I met your messenger as I was hanging out.”

‘So he hurried here to help me after getting the news?’ Ling Zhang looked at Yuwen Tong’s back, feeling a bit complicated.

“Why are you still standing there?” Yuwen Tong turned back at Ling Zhang.

Ling Zhang caught up with Yuwen Tong and looked at his horse. “There is only one horse.”

Yuwen Tong hummed, mounted the horse then stretched out his hand to Ling Zhang, “Come on.”

Ling Zhang froze and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But he saw Yuwen Tong was looking at him with firm eyes.

Ling Zhang clenched his fist. Being hesitant and indecisive wasn’t his style at all. They were just going to ride on the same horse, for goodness’ sake! It wasn’t like he feared Yuwen Tong or anything.

As soon as he reached out his hand, it was tightly held by Yuwen Tong. The next thing he knew, he was sitting in front of Yuwen Tong. They were so close that he could even feel the warmth of Yuwen Tong’s chest on his back. Then, Yuwen Tong’s arms wrapped around his sides as he took the reins.

Realizing his whole body was totally in Yuwen Tong’s arms, he frozen. Why didn’t let him sit in the back?

“Relax. I’m not going to eat you,” Yuwen Tong said.

Somehow, Ling Zhang felt as though Yuwen Yong had gained an upper hand. Unwilling to show his weakness, Ling Zhang forced himself to relax, but failed. He still couldn’t help tightening his back. Yuwen Tong said nothing about Ling Zhang’s strange actions. He continued to drive he horse forward while asking his subordinates to catch up with him.

Ling Zhang noticed that none of the men in black were riding horses. But they all leaped forward in a very fast speed by virtue of their superb martial skills. Every tree along the way was their foothold.

Yuwen Tong’s ridding skill was obviously much better than Ling Zhang’s. Even though they were riding the same horse, Yuwen Tong could tame the horse easily.

Ling Zhang was frowning because he felt uneasy all the way. Since he was not as tall as Yuwen Tong, he seemed to be hiding in Yuwen Tong’s arms. Meanwhile, Yuwen Tong’s breath was so domineering that he couldn’t even hold back his impulse to resist, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn’t relax his tight back so he had a sore back at last.

He didn’t know that Yuwen Tong lowered his head and smirked at him at the same time.

Yuwen Tong looked at Ling Zhang’s stubborn behavior and suddenly felt that Ling Zhang was like a little hedgehog, a pretty and cute hedgehog. They were in perfect fit while Yuwen Tong was cuddling Ling Zhang. Yuwen Tong’s unpleasantness caused by what Ling just said all disappeared at this moment.

With the horse galloping fast, Ling Zhang finally arrived the herb farm with his stiff body.When Yuwen Tong reined in the horse, Ling Zhang couldn’t help taking a deep breath. It seemed that his waist, back, legs and hips were no longer his own...

Yuwen Tong lowered his head, glanced at Ling Zhang then dismounted from the horse with some meaningful smile in his eyes. Besides, he suddenly carried Ling Zhang down from the horse before Ling Zhang could react.

“Hey!” Ling Zhang, who was caught off guard, shouted. Ling Zhang glared at Yuwen Tong the moment his feet touched the ground and he got a stable footing. I Can Walk by Myself