Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

Over the next period of time, Jia Ming taught Liu Wenying little by little.

From the way he held the reins to the force he used to step on the stirrups, to how he maintained his balance while sitting, he corrected everything in great detail.

Liu Wenying was a little nervous at first, afraid that she would learn slowly and that he would think she was stupid.

Although Jia Ming was strict, he was never impatient. He simply demonstrated and corrected the instructions again and again.

Gradually, she relaxed and focused her attention on learning to ride a horse.

Hongyun strolled slowly across the open space, one circle, two circles, three circles...

"We can speed things up a bit," Jia Ming suddenly said.

Liu Wenying responded and gently spurred the horse's flanks, prompting Hongyun to quicken its pace.

Slow walking turned into brisk walking, and brisk walking turned into jogging.

A breeze blew in her face, bringing the coolness of the night and the scent of grass, and Liu Wenying's heart felt lighter as well.

It's easy to go fast, but difficult to control.

After Hongyun ran a few steps, Liu Wenying felt her body begin to sway and she could no longer hold the reins.

She panicked a little and instinctively tried to tighten the reins.

"Hold on, don't pull the reins, relax!"

Liu Wenying couldn't control the horse's speed, and her body was being violently jolted on the horse's back.

Jia Ming was anxious, but he didn't forget to get her consent.

"Do you want me to mount your horse and help you?"

"Sure! Thank you, Brother Jia!" Liu Wenying blurted out.

The next moment, he leaped up and wrapped his arms around her from behind, taking the reins with one hand and gently supporting her waist and abdomen with the other to help her steady herself.

"I'm sorry."

A broad chest pressed against my back brought a faint, cool fragrance, as well as a strong sense of security.

Jia Ming controlled the horse, his voice low and reassuring as it fell close to her ear.

"Don't be afraid, follow my rhythm, I'll guide you."

The horse's hooves moved swiftly, the night was gentle, and the moonlight shattered on the ground.

Hongyun ran steadily under Jia Ming's control, neither too fast nor too slow.

It was just right so that Liu Wenying could feel the exhilaration of riding against the wind, without being too nervous.

At the same time, she could feel the person behind her leaning forward, enveloping her in warmth.

"Don't hold the reins too tightly. The horse can sense your tension. If you relax, it will relax too."

Liu Wenying loosened her grip as instructed, and sure enough, Hongyun's steps seemed lighter as well.

"That's right, relax your wrist, don't stiffen it."

Jia Ming placed his hand on the back of her hand and guided her to slightly adjust the angle of her grip on the reins.

Under his hands-on guidance, she felt as if she were wrapped in a warm cocoon.

Behind me was a warm embrace, and beside me were arms wrapped around me.

His low voice was in my ear, and his faint breath brushed against the top of my head.

"Clamp your legs together."

Liu Wenying did as he was told, but heard him grunt in dissatisfaction.

"It's not about squeezing the horse's belly, it's about keeping yourself steady. If your legs loosen, your body will sway, and if your body sways, the horse will become unsteady."

As he spoke, he pressed down on her knee with one hand, indicating where she should apply pressure.

"so?"

Liu Wenying asked, her voice a little tense.

"Push harder, you're shaking too much, it's tiring to control the horse."

Liu Wenying blushed and squeezed her fingers together as instructed.

This time, she was indeed much more composed.

But because of this, the distance between them and the person behind them became closer.

His back and chest were pressed tightly together without any gap, and you could clearly feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.

Jia Ming continued teaching, seemingly oblivious to the excessively close distance between the two.

"When turning, your body should lean along with the horse."

As he spoke, he demonstrated, tilting her slightly to the left. Liu Wenying followed his lead and turned to the side, almost being half-embraced by him.

"Yes, that's right, you learn very quickly."

Jia Ming praised it and was very satisfied.

Liu Wenying pursed her lips and remained silent.

According to ancient customs, it was considered extremely immoral for a woman to be so intimate with a strange man.

Yet, she felt no aversion whatsoever to the horse officer she had just met behind her.

Why?

Is it because of those beautiful eyes?

Or was it because, although he was strict, he was always patient and never showed any frivolity?

Or is it that sense of familiarity?

Liu Wenying began to have doubts.

Hongyun ran around and around in the open space, the moonlight casting long, overlapping shadows of the two of them that were indistinguishable.

"Are you tired?" Jia Ming asked.

Liu Wenying shook her head: "Not tired."

"Then I'll take you for another lap. Hongyun needs to rest too."

After running a lap, Hongyun was released from its reins and began to nibble on the dry grass on the ground, its tail swishing leisurely back and forth, occasionally snorting.

Liu Wenying sat on a rock at the edge of the open space, gazing at the undulating mountain forest in the distance, and let out a long breath.

After running these laps, my body felt warm, and the night breeze felt incredibly comfortable.

Jia Ming sat beside her, his gaze fixed on a distant spot, lost in thought.

A night breeze swept by, the sky was cloudless, and the Milky Way hung low, as if it were about to fall to the other side of the mountain.

Liu Wenying suddenly realized that this moment was beautiful.

Having been in this strange world for so long, I've been cautious every day, walking on thin ice. There are very few times when I can sit quietly and enjoy the breeze without having to think about anything.

"Why do you want to learn to ride a horse?" Jia Ming suddenly asked her.

He could tell that she wasn't just acting on a whim; she genuinely wanted to learn and master it.

"It's always good to have more skills. You never know when you might need to use something."

She spoke casually, but it was all the truth.

Once you get here, there are only a few modes of transportation.

Two legs, riding in a carriage, riding a horse.

Just treat it like learning to drive.

Liu Wenying stood up, patted the grass clippings off her skirt, and looked at Hongyun, who was grazing with her head down in the distance, full of fighting spirit.

"Brother Jia, I'll practice a little longer."

"Aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired. Didn't you just say I have talent? While my skills are still sharp, I should practice more."

Liu Wenying raised her chin at him and walked towards Hongyun.

He flipped himself onto the horse using the stirrups, completely overcoming the hesitation of a beginner and becoming much more agile.

She gripped the reins tightly and, using the technique Jia Ming had just taught her, urged Hongyun to start running across the open space.

A breeze brushed against her face, and Liu Wenying's lips curled into a smile; she was in an exceptionally good mood.

But they hadn't run far when a wild rabbit darted out of the bushes nearby.

Hongyun was startled, raised its front hooves high, and let out a sharp neigh!

When Liu Wenying encountered the horse for the first time, she felt her body lose its balance and be thrown backward by a huge force!

"ah……!"

Before the exclamation could even land, a figure had already rushed over like an arrow.

Jia Ming moved with incredible speed, catching Liu Wenying, who had lost control and fallen from her horse, in a perfectly balanced embrace.

The two rolled onto the grass, raising a cloud of grass clippings and dust.

Startled, Hongyun neighed and ran a few steps away, then stopped, pawing anxiously, but could no longer care about what was happening here.

The violent impact sent excruciating pain through Jia Ming's shoulder, as if his bones had been torn apart.

But the next moment, he was completely stunned.

His palm rested precisely on the softness beneath her breasts.

The warm touch spread into the palm without any obstruction, with a soft curve unique to women.

In an instant, the excruciating pain in my shoulder seemed to be diluted by a strange warmth, and I held my breath, completely losing my composure.

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