The news that Qi Liang became the president of the hometown association was delivered to Song Mingli the next day.

Song Mingli and his family of three had just finished breakfast.

Prince Jing was about to send his son to school.

Upon hearing the news, Prince Jing couldn't help but smile and said, "My princess really has good vision and can recognize people when they are still in the limelight. Now it's too difficult for others to win him over."

Song Mingli smiled embarrassedly. How could she have the ability to judge people?

It was only by relying on the memories of the previous life that he gained the upper hand.

Classes at Cui Family School have been suspended.

There are only two days of classes left at Wang Family School.

The New Year holidays are very busy, with families greeting each other and giving gifts.

All the ministers had to enter the palace to pay New Year's greetings to the emperor.

There is too much snow this year. Compared with the bustle of previous years, this year is quite deserted.

But after the fifteenth, the weather warmed up quickly.

Everyone in Kyoto seemed to be feeling suffocated by the heavy snow.

Before the end of the first month of the lunar year, polo matches and horse racing events were organized one after another.

Even Song Mingli, who lived a reclusive life, was encouraged by Chu Yanchen and Jingyou to watch several polo matches.

Look at the side of the polo field, there are two men in ordinary clothes standing.

But their tall and straight figures and solemn aura could hardly be concealed by ordinary clothes.

The two did not watch the game, but they turned back from time to time and stared at the tent where the nobles were watching the game.

"That's the place reserved by Prince Jing." Shen Yingshi said in a low voice.

At this time, inside the tent, a young and beautiful lady stood up and walked to the entrance of the tent, watching the game on the polo field with great interest.

"That should be Princess Jing."

As soon as Shen Yingshi finished speaking, the man next to him tensed up and almost rushed over there.

Shen Yingshi quickly grabbed him and said, "Brother Su, calm down."

"Prince Jing is here today! Not to mention Prince Jing, even the guards around the tent are all very skilled in martial arts."

"Today is the polo match hosted by Princess Minghua. Their people are everywhere... There's no chance."

Su Zhengyang calmed his breathing and forced himself to calm down.

Yes, he must avenge his sister and must not act impulsively.

Otherwise, he would have gotten himself into trouble before he could take revenge.

Identify the enemy first. Anyway, he has been promoted to the Shenjiying Camp. Is he still afraid that he will not have another chance in the future?

Su Zhengyang clenched his fists, as if rooting himself to the spot.

But his eyes were always on the tent where Song Mingli was.

At this moment, Tong Wanyu quickly came to Song Mingli's tent.

"Greetings, Princess Jing. How is your polo game?" Tong Wanyu asked anxiously. "The Princess of Xingyang just twisted her foot and can't play. They can't find a suitable person to fill her position."

"They came to see me, but I...well, I wasn't feeling well."

After Tong Wanyu finished speaking, her face flushed a little.

Today is a competition held by Princess Minghua among the noble ladies of Kyoto.

Before Song Mingli agreed, Princess Minghua sent someone to invite her, saying that if she could go on stage, Princess Minghua had brand new riding clothes.

Song Mingli hasn't played polo for a long time.

"The princess comes from a family of military commanders. Even if she's not good at polo, she can always ride a horse."

"It's okay. Just make up the number for them. The people present are all noble ladies. It's not easy to just find a maid to make up the number for them."

Those who came to invite Princess Tong Wanyu and Princess Minghua all said so.

Song Mingli did not hesitate.

"I'll go and get some people for them." Song Mingli turned around and said to Chu Yanchen.

Chu Yanchen nodded, "Be careful, since we are just going to make up the numbers, don't try too hard, let them compete."

Song Mingli smiled and nodded.

She remembered the last time they played polo was before she married Gu Qingshan.

After so many years, she hasn't touched a golf club again... Now she is going to play on the court, even if she is just going to make up the numbers.

But she also felt her heart pounding.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't nervous at all, but what she was nervous about was not the outcome of the game, but...

She finally dared to look back at the past. After going through so many things, she finally dared to face the wasted seven years and reconnected with herself before she got married.

Song Mingli and Tong Wanyu walked around the edge of the polo field and went to the back of Princess Minghua's tent to change clothes.

She vaguely felt that there seemed to be a burning gaze staring at her.

She followed her intuition and looked, but the sight had disappeared again.

"What's wrong?" Tong Wanyu looked at her, "Who is the princess looking for?"

Song Mingli retracted his gaze and said, "No, I was mistaken."

When she was about to enter the big tent, she fell a few steps behind and told Molan, "Just now, did you notice where I looked back?"

Molan nodded, "I saw that place, but is there anything wrong with it?"

Song Mingli shook his head. "I don't know. My intuition told me that someone seemed to be staring at me. But when I turned around, I didn't see anyone. Maybe I was too tired and thought too much."

"I'll go and take a look right away. If there's nothing wrong, that would be great. But if there's anything unusual, we can also be alert." Molan bowed.

Song Mingli nodded, she meant the same thing.

Molan is bold and careful, has good kung fu skills, and is sharp.

Even if she was overly suspicious, there would be no loss if she was more cautious.

Although Chu Yanchen has become more and more low-key, he has a high status and has made great contributions. Now he has a favored son. As the Princess of Jing, she should be vigilant.

Song Mingli went into the big tent to change his clothes, and Molan also left quietly.

Molan went there calmly. Song Mingli just looked back at that place.

"This is a rare opportunity." Su Zhengyang whispered.

Shen Yingshi looked at him nervously, "What do you want to do?"

Su Zhengyang reached his hand into his sleeve pocket.

He is not only good at using long weapons, but also good at using darts and hidden weapons.

"As long as she hits her horse, on the polo field, after falling off the horse, being trampled by the horse's hoof, being hit by the club... these are all common accidents."

"Even if she doesn't die, she will be disabled."

Su Zhengyang's eyes were cold.

He thought of his sister, who had to enlist as a servant in order to seek asylum on the road to exile.

Even though she suffered torture and injustice, she still couldn't wait for me to rescue her.

In the end, Ajie and Gu Qingshan were buried in the sea of ​​fire and burned to death in the ruined temple.

The whereabouts of Ajie's two children are also unknown and their lives are uncertain.

Some people said that they were also burned to death in the ruined temple.

Some people also said that they ran away and did not die.

But how could two children that young survive even if they were not burned to death?

Su Zhengyang clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, and sticky blood appeared on his palms, but he seemed unaware.

"Are you really going to do it?" Shen Yingshi looked around and asked in a low voice, "If you do, I will cover you."

Su Zhengyang nodded slowly, "She lives in seclusion and rarely goes out. It's too difficult for me to meet her."

"I've been watching her for so long, but I only saw her this once. She is always surrounded by guards, so this is a rare opportunity."

"Okay," Shen Yingshi said, "You saved my life, you are doing me a favor, I will help you."

Shen Yingshi left his side and went to the side to cover for him.

Later, he will deliberately attract the attention of others to give Su Zhengyang the opportunity to take action.

The second half of polo begins soon.

The two teams put on their riding clothes, mounted their horses, and held their golf clubs, ready to go on the court.

"Look! Is that Princess Jing?"

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