FENG YU JIU TIAN [VOLUME ONE]

Chapter Sixteen

The two men rushed out of the palace, galloping away into the fields. Feng Ming's spirit was completely uplifted. There was no trace of the shadowy darkness, as he suppressed the unpleasant thoughts into the back of his mind.

King Rong's horsemanship was worthy of envy, as he held his lover with one hand, he maintained the reins with the other, speeding into and challenging the hurtling wind.

As cold gusts of wind lashed continuously, the pair remained carefree as the thrill was exhilarating experience.

Feng Ming head peeped out from under the cloak that the King had tightly wrapped around him like a bundle. A large goofy grin was painted across his face as he released shouts and cheers.

Rong Tian reined in White Cloud to a halt; he swiftly dismounted and carefully carried the Prince back down to earth.

"If Spring was here, this field would be filled with endless stretches of grass that appear to reach of the skies. Studded with countless flowers, a sight that is truly enchanting." He glimmered, pointing to the vast and barren landscape in front of them.

"Now it's bare!" Feng Ming didn't spare the dried up empty land a second glance

Rong Tian rarely had the luxury of venturing outside of the palace on non-official business, and here he was trying to create a romantic atmosphere aiming to move Feng Ming heart.

"Yes, that's true. However, it is the lonely cruel winter that makes us lament for warmth of spring's prosperity. All living beings on earth live in a cycle don't they?"

"That's right, that's the amazing strength of life," Feng Ming secretly thought whether it was an appropriate time to flaunt his 'talent with words'.

'Wildfires may strip the land of life, but once the spring wind blows the battlefields will flourish.' Those words weren't his and Feng Ming wasn't comfortable stealing someone else's words, so he had better forget about his display.

White Cloud had been nibbling at by a patch of dried grass he flicked his long tail and trotted slowly to his master seeking attention. The prized pet was feeling displaced, jealous that Feng Ming had gained more importance than him.

Oblivious to the animal's displeasure, Feng Ming felt a crazy attraction to the horse, the gravity of the force was stronger than any feelings he had for the King. This was one dangerous love triangle.

Wanting to feel the sleeky length of White Cloud's tail, the prince couldn't resist trying to catch it in his hand.

White Cloud was the property of the Regent King who did nothing but spoil him. He was a proud animal and he shunned contact other than his master. His rejection to Feng Ming was evident as he responded by whipping his tail into the boy's face then turned back to offer a disgruntled neigh.

"Be careful," The Regent King long anticipated that Feng Ming would do something to provoke his pet, as expected the repercussions of Feng Ming's action only served to give him a laugh.

When White Cloud whipped his tail at the Prince's face for round two, Rong Tian stepped between and separated the boy and the animal.

The fact that Feng Ming failed to grab hold of White Cloud's tail frustrated him, he glared at the beast angrily snapping "He is looking down on me!"

"Why did you go and provoke him? Horse's have a temper, besides White Cloud is the best horse in Xi Rei."

"I'm being stared down at by a horse, it makes me angry!" Feng Ming gritted his teeth, and reminded the King "I want to ride White Cloud and you promised me that I could take a long ride today."