The Queen Reborn: Your Highness, Please Bow Your Head

"You are not wrong."

After a long time, Beigong Jiyun raised his hand and hugged her gently, and said such a sentence in a nice voice. His side face was extremely determined, like a sculpture.

Her head was buried in his arms, but her expression was frozen.

"There is nothing wrong with wanting to win, and if the horse was normal beforehand, you wouldn't use this method, so the fault lies with...the person who manipulated the horse."

She listened quietly, and with a hoarse voice, she asked something that seemed irrelevant: "Gong Bei, do you understand how I want to win?"

He was slightly startled, then raised the corners of his lips: "Everyone wants to win, as long as they try their best, that's enough."

She suddenly raised her head from his arms, looked up at him, and said word by word: "No, for me, the competition means everything. If I can't become the campus queen, then my life will be destroyed!

Gong Bei, I can’t afford to lose a second time..."

He looked at her deeply, his sea-blue eyes filled with ripples, and his eyes were somewhat searching.

At this time, Beigong Jiyun seemed to be guessing something. He had some strange thoughts in his heart, but he was not sure.

But he considered it carefully in silence.

Mu Yuluo saw his doubts in his eyes. She knew that her rebirth was something that ordinary people couldn't understand. She didn't know where to start. What if others knew the truth and thought she was mentally ill?

Or are you crazy about wanting to be reborn?

All of this hints to me that now is not the time to tell the truth.

She pursed her lips lightly, and the look in her eyes dimmed.

The atmosphere fell into silence again, with Beigong Jiyun behind her, as reassuring as a safe haven.

She couldn't bear to look at the horse's body anymore. She smelled the strong smell of blood and felt indescribably uncomfortable.

At this time, the victory song rang out on the racecourse, the strange and cheerful melody hovered in her ears, and the deafening drums echoed in the sky above the racecourse, refusing to leave for a long time.

After a brief moment of sadness, the audience burst into unprecedented cheers and applause. Everyone stood up and cheered for this amazing equestrian event.

Mu Yuluo looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

I could only hear Beigong Ji Yun's low and magnetic voice with a hint of praise, "Did you see, Mu Yuluo, victory belongs to you alone!"

Mu Yuluo looked at his bright eyes, and her heartbeat seemed to skip a few beats.

Several professional equestrians who were watching on the sidelines were so shocked that they were speechless. This kind of competition method was definitely something they had never seen before. No matter what method she used, in fact she turned defeat into victory. History is unfailing.

Would question a true winner.

But the struggle behind it is really unimaginable, but she can stay rational, recognize her goals, and make decisive decisions.

Although it is a bit cruel, I have to say that this is the courage that a truly strong man should have.

In this race, she was the winner, the only one to finish the race, and the first person in history to catch up even after falling halfway behind the pace.

But it does come at the cost of sacrificing a horse. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a cruel and bloody approach with the best chance of winning.

But they would never have imagined that today's victory would turn this non-professional equestrian competition into a myth that has been circulating in the equestrian world for hundreds of years.

From then on, Mu Yuluo, this young name was widely known in the equestrian world and became synonymous with turning defeat into victory. The method she used would evolve into a unique competitive method in later generations - death equestrian!

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Sorry, I updated my phone after it was fully charged today, so it's a little late, but luckily it's not past twelve o'clock... I'd like to apologize in advance.