Last night, he had only put the drug in the Yu family’s fodder to ensure the Zhao family could win first place today… but somehow, all the horses had gone mad.
Could it be haunted?
The forest was in chaos, screams unceasing, and Yu Lingxi couldn’t hear what the Zhao family members were saying.
But they stood out so obviously among the frenzied horses, and with their unusual expressions, even a fool would know the Zhao family was involved.
Then, Zhao Xu said something in a low voice and struck Zhao Yuming’s horse on the rump with his whip, escaping the scene with her.
At the same time, Ning Zizuo lost control of his crazed horse and fell from its back!
In a flash, a figure leaped across horseback. Yu Xinyi grabbed Ning Zizuo’s luxurious collar with one hand, bringing him safely to the ground.
Ning Zizuo was so frightened that his eyes reddened, but before he could thank her, the mad horse raised its front hooves high, stomping down toward Yu Xinyi’s back!
Yu Lingxi was terrified and didn’t have time to chase after Zhao Yuming. She desperately whipped her horse’s rump, galloping toward her sister!
Xuelie charged forward with a neigh, knocking away Ning Zizuo’s crazed horse. The raised hooves barely grazed Yu Xinyi’s shoulder as they came down, avoiding a fatal blow…
Yu Lingxi had no time to feel relieved before she saw that the pain caused the knocked-aside mad horse to become completely enraged. With reddened eyes, it bit Xuelie’s neck!
Instantly, blood gushed from Xuelie’s neck. In pain, it reared up and, carrying Yu Lingxi, galloped wildly into the deep forest.
“Sui Sui!” “Second Sister!”
Yu Xinyi’s and Xue Cen’s cries rang out simultaneously as they rushed to follow, too late to react.
But the forest was full of mad horses, and Yu Lingxi rode a one-in-a-million Western Regions steed. How could they catch up on foot?
This was the scene Ning Yin encountered when he arrived at the forest.
Yu Lingxi’s horse was quite alert and had noticed something off about the fodder’s smell last night, so it hadn’t eaten much, making its poisoning much milder than the other horses. If she had just focused on self-preservation without meddling, she wouldn’t have been in mortal danger.
But…
“Still meddling in others’ affairs,” Ning Yin sneered softly.
That familiar delicate figure bounced on horseback, quickly disappearing into the deep forest, leaving Yu Xinyi and Xue Cen far behind.
No one knew better than Ning Yin what it meant for Yu Lingxi to be alone at this moment.
His cold, indifferent gaze fell on Ning Zizuo, who was still recovering from the shock nearby—that was his prey for this trip.
He had just taken a step forward when a corner of his cloak caught on some thorns.
Then, the rapid sound of hoofbeats approached—the Zhao siblings were escaping.
Ning Yin’s gaze fell on the warm cloak, and he tilted his head, weighing and calculating the benefits.
He changed direction, walking toward the middle of the path.
“Get out of the way!”
Zhao Xu shouted, but didn’t slow down his horse, instead charging straight at the person blocking the path!
The young man not only didn’t avoid him but was smiling.
Yes, he was smiling, his lips curved upward, but his gaze was cold as if looking down on an ephemeral insect.
A foreboding sense of being targeted by a wild beast overwhelmed Zhao Xu. Before he could rein in his horse, he saw the young man violently pull him off the horse’s back, smashing him to the side of the road.
The young man had used only one hand.
“Zhao Xu!” Amid Zhao Yuming’s screams, Zhao Xu rolled into a ditch like a sack of dead weight.
Ning Yin seized the Zhao family’s horse, nimbly turning it around, and raised his hand to stab a dagger into the horse’s rump. The pain drove the gray horse beneath him to gallop desperately into the forest.
Yu Xinyi, halfway through her pursuit, saw a rider shoot past her like an arrow, heading in the direction where her sister had disappeared.
A scarlet cloak fluttered in the wind on the rider’s back—a young man she didn’t recognize.
…
The wind sliced past her ears like a knife, and the branches of the dense forest continuously whipped against her body, stinging sharply.
Yu Lingxi clung to the horse’s back, not daring to let go of the reins no matter what.
“Stop, Xuelie…”
Struggling to maintain consciousness, her hands aching from the tight grip, she had barely uttered four words when the violent jolting caused her to bite her tongue.
Her stomach churned, the faint taste of blood spread in her mouth, and her entire body ached.
It’s going to be alright.
She reassured herself: When Xuelie gets tired, it will stop…
But soon, even this faint hope was dashed.
The forest came to an end, with light faintly visible ahead, revealing a rugged cliff.
Xuelie charged out of the forest, barely stopping less than three feet from the edge of the cliff. Crushed stones tumbled down to the bottom. Extreme panic and pain caused the horse to foam at the mouth and neigh as it reared up.
The force of the leap threw Yu Lingxi into the air. The reins slipped from her hands, and she fell straight toward the bottom of the cliff like a bird with broken wings.
Before her racing heart could settle, a familiar figure appeared in her field of vision, firmly grasping her falling arm.