Chapter 411 - 411: A Fierce Horse

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The young prince looked at Qu Xinwei. “Guard Qu, from now on, you will serve closely by my side.”

Qu Xinwei was taken aback. “So… am I to be a child’s playmate?”

“I fear I may not be able to serve Your Highness well. Perhaps you might reconsider?” he suggested humbly.

Jia, Yi, and Bing, three other guards, envied Qu Xinwei’s sudden promotion but saw him trying to decline. They would have eagerly taken his place.

The young prince, slightly displeased by the refusal, insisted, “I have taken a liking to you, and you cannot refuse.”

He then withdrew into the carriage, instructing, “Guard Qu, get on the carriage quickly.”

Qu Xinwei thought to herself that she really didn’t want to coddle a child, but still, she ended up sitting on the carriage shaft.

Forget it, I’ll endure it for five days.

Jia, Yi, and Bing led the way on horseback, followed by the young prince’s carriage, heading out of the city.

At a certain mansion, a subordinate reported to his master, “Sir, Qu Xinwei just saved the young prince and has been promoted to be his personal guard.” “Yuan,” the master, remained silent for a moment before instructing, “Ask him to find a way to control the young prince and make the prince obedient to him.” The prince’s horse farm was renowned for its fine steeds, adjacent to a fertile manor perfectly suited for cultivating Afu Rong.

The subordinate cupped his hands. “Yes, Master.”

Qu Xinwei’s act of saving the young prince quickly became the talk of many… Tang Jinghong, deeply concerned, was relieved to hear from his spies that Qu Xinwei was unharmed and had been promoted. He continued dealing with his state affairs.

The young prince and his entourage were en route to the horse farm outside the city.

Curious about Qu Xinwei, the prince, having calmed down, lifted the carriage curtain and asked, “Who taught you your horse-riding skills?”

Qu Xinwei, leaning casually against the carriage, one leg dangling and the other bent, answered, “Why do you ask?”

The prince thought to himself that this guard was unlike any other. While most fawned over him, Qu Xinwei’s relaxed demeanor was refreshing and enjoyable. “Just asking, can you tell me?” inquired the prince, treating Qu Xinwei almost as an equal.

Qu Xinwei glanced back at the prince, ‘”’It’s quite simple, you just need to ensure your presence is more imposing than that of the horse.”

The prince, puzzled, asked, “Is that how you made the horse leap over those two girls?”

Indeed, that leap had earned considerable applause.

Qu Xinwei raised an eyebrow, “Yes, but not many can learn this trick. Better give up, Your Highness. Delving too deep yields no fruit.”

The prince felt slightly dejected, as he had been considering learning, but Qu Xinwei seemed to imply he couldn’t. Nonetheless, he persisted, “Guard Qu, will you teach me? If you do, I’ll give you anything you want, as long as I have it.” Jia, Yi, and Bing, along with the coachman, looked on in disbelief and envy at Qu Xinwei’s good fortune in receiving such a promise from the young prince.

Qu Xinwei, neither accepting nor rejecting the offer, asked, “Why do you wish to learn?”

The prince, feeling a bit guilty, admitted, “I don’t want to make a fool of myself again.”

Qu Xinwei agreed, “Alright, I’ll teach you.”

The prince looked up, surprised and pleased, “Guard Qu, you agreed?”

Qu Xinwei nodded, “I have. But next time, don’t gallop through the streets. It’s risky, even for yourself.”

The prince promised, “I assure you, I won’t ride in the city again.”

“Good.”

Pleased, the prince brought out some pastries from a hidden compartment, offering them to Qu Xinwei. “Here, have some.”

The others swallowed hard in envy. Qu Xinwei had quickly won the prince’s favor. They could only dream of such treatment.

Qu Xinwei, who had reached the peak of her career as a guard, accepted a piece of hoof-shaped cake, “Your Highness, you should eat as well.”

The prince nodded happily, “Alright.”

Together, they finished the plate of pastries.

The coachman drooled at the sight.

Upon reaching the horse farm…

The carriage stopped.

Qu Xinwei hopped off the carriage, followed by the young prince. Jia, Yi, and Bing dismounted and escorted the prince into the farm.

The farm manager, hearing of the prince’s arrival, led his people to welcome them. “Greetings, Your Highness.”

The prince promptly requested, “Take me to see that fierce horse.”

“Yes, Your Highness,” responded the manager.

The horse, known for biting and housed separately, had a violent temperament, often ramming into the stable walls.

The group arrived at the stable housing the fierce horse…

Qu Xinwei immediately recognized it as the herd leader, a pure black steed, taller than any horse in the farm.

The horse, after observing the group, suddenly charged out of the stable towards them.

Jia, Yi, and Bing quickly shielded the young prince, ready for any threat. However, the horse stopped in front of Qu Xinwei, its wild eyes conveying a plea for help.

Qu Xinwei stroked the horse’s head, understanding its message. “Your Highness, let it go.”

The manager protested, “This horse cost us three hundred taels. We can’t just release it.”

Qu Xinwei ignored the manager, focusing on the prince.

The prince, puzzled, asked, “Guard Qu, is there a reason for this?”

Qu Xinwei looked at the anxious horse, “If you wish to know, let’s follow and

The prince, inherently kind, agreed, “Then let’s go and see..”