Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Huangfu Xuanye nodded. So Ying Bao held his hand and walked to Tang Feimo cheerfully.
Tang Feimo was not cheerful at all when watching them chatting from some distance. Seeing her talking to the big boy, he felt very upset.
Instead of going to her, he waited for her to come back.
Now she was finally coming to him, but together with that big boy.
"Brother Feimo, let me introduce you. He is a prince!"
Ying Bao looked proud when saying so. Tang Feimo sneered and folded his arms. "What prince…"
"A real prince, not one from a storybook."
Ying Bao tried to explain but Tang Feimo still seemed indifferent. "So what? Can he ride a horse?"
Ying Bao had to turn to ask Huangfu Xuanye for an answer. "Uncle Prince, can you ride a horse?"
Huangfu Xuanye nodded. Ying Bao grinned and said, "Yes he can."
Failing to beat him on that, Tang Feimo thought and asked again, "What about archery?"