The Fourth Prince watched Zhao Yao, who alternated between frowning, showing confusion, deep in thought, suddenly realizing, and being very excited, his expressions changing wonderfully.
Zhao Yao thought of the stirrups and got so excited that he almost jumped up. Fortunately, the Fourth Prince quickly pressed his shoulder, preventing the tragedy of him falling off the horse.
The Eighth Prince also pressed Zhao Yao's shoulder, saying helplessly, "Tenth Brother, calm down."
Pressed on both shoulders by his two brothers and scolded, Zhao Yao blinked blankly, momentarily unable to react to what had happened.
Seeing Zhao Yao's stunned expression, the Eighth Prince pinched his cheek and teased, "What were you thinking about, looking so dazed?"
The slight pain on his face brought Zhao Yao back to reality. He slapped away the Eighth Prince's hand and rubbed the spot where he was pinched.
"Eighth Brother, I was just thinking about something."
