"Ah? You also play polo. It seems that I am the only one playing Cuju."

Murong Yao seemed a little disappointed.

Murong Xiu placed the bamboo stick on the table next to him, took the tea and drank it slowly.

"Lao Jiu, can you play polo with your body like this? Don't fall apart after a few bumps. Brother Wang will not show mercy to you."

"Brother Duan Wang, you should worry about yourself."

Murong Heng also drank tea, with a light look in his eyes.

Soon, the equestrian performance on the field faded, and it was time for the royal nobles to take the stage.

First came the riding and shooting.

After several games, Qin Liang, the adopted son of Wudinghou Mansion, won the first place.

While everyone cheered, they felt a little sad.

"If Qin Chengxuan, the legitimate son of Marquis Wu Ding, was here today, it would not be Qin Liang's turn to shine."

"Forget it, Qin Chengxuan has been seriously injured and has been in bed for a long time. I'm afraid he won't be able to get up again."

"Not necessarily. I heard that the Wuding Marquis Mansion has found a miracle doctor, and now the prince's legs are much better."

"I heard about it too, and I also heard that he came to attend the banquet today, but why didn't he see anyone?"

……

Hearing the discussion around her, Shen Ruoxi paused.

Qin Chengxuan?

Is he here too?

Also, after these days of treatment, his legs should be much better.

It's time to go out.

Shen Ruoxi looked around and finally saw Qin Chengxuan in a corner.

He did not sit in the elegant seat opposite like the other noble gentlemen.

Instead, he was sitting in a wheelchair and leaning on the sidelines.

Behind him were Qin Wenyan and two attendants.

Shen Ruoxi looked over and met his eyes.

Qin Chengxuan raised the corners of his lips and smiled at her.

Shen Ruoxi nodded slightly.

It's like saying hello.

"Hey, my ninth brother is actually going to play?"

Murong Minghua's voice brought Shen Ruoxi back from her thoughts.

She turned her head and looked at the polo game that was already taking place on the field.

On the opposite side, Murong Heng was handing the bamboo stick in his hand to the eunuch who came over, and stood up as if he was preparing to enter.

"King Ling knows how to play polo?"

"Who knows, anyway, I have never seen Brother Jiu exercise."

Murong Minghua joked: "Is it because you are sick and go into battle just to win a smile from a beauty?"

The men on the opposite side were preparing to enter, but on Shen Ruoxi's side, a eunuch dragged a tray and walked past the female family members one by one.

On the trays were placed the names of the noble gentlemen who were about to enter.

If you think who will come out on top, you can place a bet.

Shen Ruoxi took Murong Heng into custody.

And Murong Minghua took Shen Che into custody.

Facing Shen Ruoxi's confused gaze, Murong Minghua smiled harmlessly: "You are only allowed to escort my brother, but I am not allowed to escort your brother?"

Shen Ruoxi:...

Which pressure?

Why do you think this sounds weird?

"Shen Ruoxi, you also took King Ling into custody?!"

Behind her, Wan Siyu saw Shen Ruoxi put a hosta on Murong Heng's tray, and was shocked and angry.

"You, a peaceful woman, actually dare to think of King Ling. How shameless are you!"

Shen Ruoxi glanced at her displeasedly.

"Are you betting just to miss the other person? And I'm not the only one who bet on King Ling, there are other women who also bet. Do you mean that everyone has impure thoughts?"

Hearing this, the other female relatives on the side looked towards Wan Siyu.

They all looked a little dissatisfied.

Wan Siyu had a sullen face.

"Can it be the same? Your second brother Shen Che is also on the field. Why don't you bet on him to win, but you have to bet on King Ling? You have ulterior motives!"

Shen Ruoxi looked at her as if she was mentally retarded.

"The so-called betting means betting on who has the best chance of winning. Besides, it's my freedom to bet on whoever I want to bet on. Do you have any control over it?"

Wan Siyu choked.

Murong Mingyu was a little upset.

She glanced back at Wan Siyu.

"Can you please be quiet, you're going to cause trouble!"

Her so-called cousin is so stupid.

It's not pleasant to go to Shen Ruoxi every time, but you can't get any benefit from her.

What a coward!

Su Tianling also said slowly.

"Okay, Siyu, stop arguing. Not everyone can like King Ling. Why are you so anxious?"

She slowly took off the jade bracelet from her hand and placed it on Shen Che's plate.

Then he looked at Murong Mingyu.

"Cousin, who are you keeping?"

"I'm not very interested in this. Just bet on one for me."

"I know you are interested in it, but you didn't come today."

Su Tianling smiled with an ambiguous expression.

Murong Mingyu raised the corners of his lips.

"You are the only one who talks a lot."

"It turns out that we sisters have really similar eyesight. We all like men from the same family."

Su Tianling knew that Murong Mingyu fell in love with Shen Tianrong's legitimate son, Shen Yue.

However, Shen Yue went to the frontier to fight two years ago.

Haven't come back yet.

Su Tianling joked.

"Eldest cousin, since you have fallen in love with Shen Yue and you are supposed to have a good relationship with Shen Ruoxi, your future sister-in-law, why are you still in such a stalemate?"

"Is it possible that I, the majestic princess, have to bow down to her, a divorced daughter? Is she worthy?"

"My eldest cousin is right. When you marry into the General's Mansion, you are marrying down. It is a blessing for the General's Mansion. When the time comes, everyone in the mansion will have to support you. Shen Ruoxi is nothing."

After saying these words, the smile on Murong Mingyu's lips deepened.

On the opposite side, Murong Heng had already taken off his cloak, rolled up his sleeves, and was ready to enter.

Underneath he was wearing a well-fitting suit, and the black brocade suit outlined his slender figure.

A moon-white belt around her waist makes her shoulders appear wider and her waist narrower.

Standing there is a landscape of its own.

Murong Xiu sighed.

"It seems that Ninth Prince Brother has been prepared for a long time. He is going to show off to your sweetheart? Who is he? If you don't tell me his name, then you can describe it to me and I will guess it myself."

"it is good."

"Then describe it to me. Brother Wang is all ears."

"She is stunningly beautiful, unparalleled in the world."

Murong Xiu:......

What kind of description is this?

I didn't find out anything, and I was fed a mouthful of dog food for no reason.

Murong Xiula made a face.

"Don't regret it if you don't tell me. I won't let you play polo later."

"Let's talk about it first after you can play."

Murong Heng dropped these words and stepped onto the stage.

Murong Xiu looked puzzled and was about to follow him when the boy next to him pulled him back.

"Prince Duan, don't go up. This is not the item you won."

Murong Xiu looked puzzled.

"What else could I be if I wasn't playing polo?"

He picked up the bamboo stick in his hand and took a look, only to see two clear big characters written on it——

weightlifting.

Murong Xiu:......

Murong Heng is such a good person, but he doesn’t talk about martial ethics.

He actually changed his signature!

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