Fierce Consort

Chapter 99

The dew still clung onto the grass. The early autumn morning was a little cold.

When the sky turned slightly bright, Yan Yan and Yan Mo rode their horses over to this place and let them loose to graze. The two of them settled into horse stances and went through a set of techniques.
Being active made them not feel the cold anymore.

They naturally couldn't wear anything thick while training. The two of them both wore light and simple garments that were convenient to move in.

After warming up, Yan Yan and Yan Mo started running.

Training was actually an extremely dull affair. There was no instant gratification, and only through repeated days of hard work could the results be seen.

Yan Mo was jealous of his sister's skills. She had been able to handle herself in the middle of a wolf pack, and also turn the tables against Yan Ting, forcing him to admit defeat. Only after Yan Mo started training himself did he understand how much effort had gone into this.

After running ten laps around this field, the sky had already fully brightened. Yan Yan took out two towels from her saddle pouch. She wiped herself off with one and gave the other one to Yan Mo.

Afterwards, Yan Mo went and continued sitting in horse stance while Yan Yan took out a prayer mat. She sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and began to breathe in and out.

Time passed slowly. Yan Mo's face gradually flushed as beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. He gritted his teeth and persisted.

Suddenly, he was prodded from behind.

His big sis was sitting where Yan Mo could see him and she hadn't moved. The reason they picked this spot to train was because it was remote and no one came here. Who could this be?

As Yan Mo was wondering this, he heard a swoosh and a cry before someone rolled out.

That person was round and chubby, wearing a standard prince's outfit. He had quite a bit of grass stuck to him, looking incredibly amusing.

That person laughed mischievously, a dimple on his left cheek. "Little sis Ah Yan."

Yan Mo couldn't help but burst out laughing. Expelling this breath made him immediately unable to maintain his posture. He fell panting on the floor.

"Go wipe your sweat off in case you catch a cold."

She turned and looked at that person with her brows raised: "Why are you here?"

Seeing the little consort paying attention to him, Luo Huai Yuan was like a snake slithering up a pole. He sidled over and sat next to her. Seeing that she didn't stop him, he thickened his skin and scooted closer. He scooted closer once again until Yan Yan raised her hand to push him and rolled her eyes at him. Only then did he move back a little in embarrassment.

"This is for you." He stuffed some small wildflowers into Yan Yan's hands. Seeing Yan Mo looking at him, he hurriedly tightened his face and scolded: "Shoo, shoo, shoo. What're you looking at, child?"

Yan Mo smothered his laugh and obediently turned away. He walked until he couldn't hear the conversation over there before continuing to sit in horse stance.

"What's this?"

Yan Yan dug through a bunch of scattered grass and leaves in her hand. There were several white and pale yellow little flowers.

Luo Huai Yuan scratched his chin, his face turning rigid for a moment before smiling and saying: "These flowers are a gift for you. Do you like it?"

He felt a little guilty saying these words. He did want to gift the little consort some beautiful roses or what not, but unfortunately this wasn't the modern world. Not only were there no such things, but in this wilderness there weren't even any good looking flowers. He had looked around for a long time with Xiao An Zi before finding these little wildflowers.