After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

Su Zhengyang glanced at the audience beside him.

"That's right! I didn't expect that Princess Jing would also play basketball today!"

"It's not easy for this woman to get to where she is today!"

"The Gu family are such beasts! They married her just to use her! They schemed against her until there was nothing left."

“And that mistress of Gu Qingshan’s, I heard her surname is Su, she’s not a good person either!”

Su Zhengyang frowned and glared at the speaker fiercely.

"Kick-off, kick-off!" The two men were focusing on the field and did not notice his gaze.

"To say that Princess Jing has finally gotten her due, she has endured all the hardships!"

"Who would have thought that she was tricked by her own husband and gave birth to Prince Jing's son!"

"Prince Jing is truly a real man. He doesn't despise her past and is willing to marry her as his legal wife. I thought he would kill the mother and keep the son."

"Prince Jing's case is... a special one, and the child is already grown up and can remember things. If it weren't for his mother, the father and son wouldn't have been close to begin with, wouldn't they become enemies in the future?"

Su Zhengyang didn't expect that they would discuss Song Mingli at the meeting.

What I didn't expect was that my sister would be brought up in the discussion about Song Mingli.

Sister is not the evil person they say she is... Sister was deceived by Gu Qingshan!

My sister is innocent.

"Princess Jing is a woman, but after becoming a princess, she has done a lot of good things!"

"I heard that the idea of ​​the affordable cotton-padded jackets that are popular in Kyoto was first conceived by her."

"It's more than just cotton clothes. The cotton is what the Song family brought back from foreign countries! We don't even have this stuff here!"

"During the heavy snow at the end of last year, Princess Jing was the first to set up a porridge stall... Other families set up porridge stalls to gain fame and let their family members cook and distribute porridge."

"Princess Jing doesn't care about those empty names. She specifically recruited the people who were affected by the disaster. It seems that she is asking them to work! But I heard that they not only have three meals a day, but also have clothes."

"The old clothes that were no longer worn in the palace were also given to them first. Those people were very happy!"

"Yes, and it's so warm standing next to the stove! Is cooking porridge and rice considered work? It's far less tiring than working at home!"

Su Zhengyang listened to all these words.

His brows furrowed more and more.

Song Mingli framed his elder sister and killed her family...

But she doesn't seem to be an unforgivable woman?

Even, she did a lot of good deeds?

"Oh, it must be for forgiveness. It must be unpleasant to carry a sin in your heart, right?" Su Zhengyang stared at Song Mingli, who was wearing a black riding suit and looked heroic on the track.

"Mingli, hit the ball over here!" someone on the court shouted at her.

"Oh, she's so unfamiliar with the technique and looks so nervous, how could she hit the ball?" Su Zhengyang said disdainfully, "I think she just went there to make up the numbers. I'm afraid she doesn't even dare to hit the ball, let alone catch it."

Su Zhengyang hadn't finished muttering yet.

Song Mingli, with a tense expression, had already swung at the polo ball.

The opposing team seemed to have expected this, and they didn't dare to catch the ball or even swing to interfere with her.

Song Mingli, however, kept his eyes on the polo.

"Bang——" She hit the polo ball steadily.

The ball whizzed out.

Song Mingli was indeed here to make up the numbers. For her, being able to hit the ball was already a big achievement.

As for whether the ball flies towards her own team or the opposing team, that is not something her level can influence.

"nice shot!"

"What a ball!"

There was cheering from the audience.

Staring at Song Mingli with a somewhat stunned look on his face, Su Zhengyang forgot to watch the game.

That was a great opportunity!

But the hidden weapon was still at his fingertips, firmly grasped.

He never threw...why?

Why did he hesitate? Besides climbing up the career ladder, wasn't the most important goal of his trip to Beijing to avenge his sister?

He clenched his fists and looked at the entire court, only to find that Song Mingli was lucky and her ball was passed to her team.

And that player is the top scorer of their team.

She hit the ball through the hole in one stroke.

Song Mingli, who looked unfamiliar with the technique, actually assisted in scoring.

……

Su Zhengyang's gaze at Song Mingli was too hot.

Molan, who came quietly, also noticed him.

Although he did not take any action, he was shivering all over. He stood on the sidelines, staring at Song Mingli.

He didn't seem to care about the game, nor was he there to watch it.

He showed no emotion at all when others cheered for the goal.

He seems to have other intentions?

Molan stared at him for a moment, becoming more and more suspicious of him.

Molan walked towards Su Zhengyang.

Suddenly, a man jumped out from the side, holding a tray with a teapot, teacups, and a plate of braised peanuts on it.

boom!

"Ouch!"

He moved too violently and bumped into Molan.

The tray in his hand also tilted and fell to the ground.

Molan reached out and caught the tray steadily.

Apart from the teacup being slightly tilted, not a single drop of tea spilled out.

"Ouch! I'm so scared! I'm so scared!"

The person who bumped into Molan patted his chest and let out a long sigh.

"You are so agile, young lady! Otherwise, if this plate of food had been smashed, I would have been punished! Thank you, young lady, thank you!"

Shen Yingshi bowed to Molan repeatedly.

"Here, don't be so reckless next time." Molan handed him the tray without even looking at him.

Shen Yingshi quickly took it and looked at Molan eagerly, "Thank you, young lady, you are so good at fighting, have you learned Kung Fu?"

Molan ignored him and walked towards the sidelines.

But the man she had been eyeing just now was gone.

"Where did he go?" Molan muttered, looking around.

The sidelines were filled with people watching the game eagerly, and they didn't notice anything unusual.

And the person she had locked onto just now seemed to have left.

Molan turned around and glared at Shen Yingshi fiercely.

But she saw Shen Yingshi looking at her with a silly smile. When he saw her looking at her, he waved at her enthusiastically with a bright smile.

Molan turned her eyes away indifferently, stared for a while, and when she found nothing unusual, she left quietly.

……

Shen Yingshi also left the polo field.

He found Su Zhengyang outside the polo field.

"Why didn't you do it when you had the chance?"

"I heard something about her."

Su Zhengyang frowned, his eyes serious.

"However, it's a good thing you didn't do it. The maid beside her has already set her sights on you. If you had done it, not only might you not succeed, but you would also have exposed yourself."

"What?" Su Zhengyang was a little surprised.

He hasn't done anything yet, why would Song Mingli's maid target him?

"That woman is really skilled! She has quick reflexes and is pretty too! She... cough cough."

Seeing Su Zhengyang staring at him strangely, Shen Yingshi quickly coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"I mean, we still underestimated her. Even the maids around her are very skilled. She is not easy to deal with." Shen Yingshi said hurriedly.

Su Zhengyang nodded, his eyes deep, "I do find it a little strange... How come the girl described by the people in Kyoto is different from what I heard?"

"Hmm?" Shen Yingshi immediately perked up, "What do you mean? Let me help you analyze it!"