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

"Young Madam is here, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to come!" Lou Shiling was not shy with her and spoke enthusiastically. She even squatted down and greeted the little boy next to her.

The little boy was really good-looking! His skin was fair, his hair was black and shiny, and a silk ribbon tied his hair on top of his head. He looked serious yet playful.

He has a pair of big, bright eyes, a small nose, and red lips. Although he is young, he has a natural aristocratic temperament.

"Which royal family's legitimate grandson is this? I've never seen him before?"

"The woman next to him is so beautiful!"

"You have your hair in a bun, but you look too young, don't you?"

As soon as Song Mingli and Jingyou appeared, they became the focus of the crowd.

It is also “thanks to” Lou Shiling’s warm welcome.

Maids like Zi Su and Mo Lan felt like thorns in their backs being stared at by so many people, and they felt tense and uncomfortable.

Song Mingli had lived a new life and even experienced death, so he was quite content with this kind of scene.

Jingyou, on the other hand, was quite amazing. Despite his young age, he was very well-balanced and not nervous or impetuous at all.

It seemed that whether others noticed or not had nothing to do with him.

Seeing how calm and measured he was, Lou Shiling couldn't help but like Song Mingli even more.

"Young Madam is really good at raising children!" Lou Shiling said, "We also have a young master in our house, who is about the same age as the young master. Why don't we ask the young master to go over there to play?"

When you arrive at the princess's mansion, it is natural for the guest to follow the host's wishes.

Song Mingli hurriedly thanked him.

Lou Shiling arranged for someone to take Jingyou to play with the group of kids.

Princess Taihua and Prince Consort Yang have an only son, Yang Qian, who is eight years old this year.

My Lords have my Lord's Spring Feast.

Children have their own playground.

Jinghe Garden was very lively at this moment, and a large group of children had gathered around Yang Qian.

The young masters of the Wang and Cui families were also there. As soon as they saw Jingyou, they pulled Jingyou to their side.

The servants in the princess's mansion couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Jingyou quickly integrate into this group of "little ancestors".

But just when I was halfway relieved, I saw a large group of people coming, accompanied by another group of children!

These kids are incredible!

The servants' hearts immediately rose to their throats - because the child in the middle was not someone else, but the crown prince's legitimate son and the emperor's eldest grandson!

Oh, this is so precious!

I didn’t expect that even the emperor’s eldest grandson would come to this year’s spring banquet!

These children are the apple of their family's eye and the apple of their eye. If any of them gets hurt, they will have to bear the consequences.

The group of servants were suddenly excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and did not even dare to blink.

But the eldest grandson of the emperor said, "These are the princes and heirs from Goryeo. They want to see the banquet of our Beili Dynasty princes."

The princes and heirs of Goryeo showed disdain on their faces and sneered, "Beili boasts about being a great country, but I think it's not that great!"

"It's just eating, drinking, playing the piano, reciting poems, and painting, just like a little girl!"

"Hahahaha, no wonder we were defeated by the Northern Di Kingdom back then! Such a miserable defeat!"

This... this is just provoking trouble!

The servants were so nervous that their hair stood on end.

Young Master Cui and Young Master Wang also quickly pulled Jingyou and quietly looked at his expression.

Because what the Goryeo kid said was that they were defeated by the Northern Di Kingdom, and that it was a disastrous defeat, which was the last battle in General Song's life.

General Song is Jingyou's maternal grandfather, and they are afraid that Jingyou will get into trouble due to his impulsiveness.

But Jingyou's face was as gloomy as water, and there was a flickering light in his eyes, but he did not get angry or lose his composure because of anyone's provocation.

"No, that's their women's spring banquet. Our men's banquet has many more varieties!" The emperor's eldest grandson puffed out his chest and said, "We have literary fights and martial fights. Do you dare to see them?"

"Haha, why not! If you have any abilities, just show them!" the Korean children shouted.

"Cultural competitions include pitching pots and archery. Martial competitions include wrestling and horse racing."

The eldest grandson of the emperor was not very old, how could he bear the humiliation of a foreigner? His eyes were full of competitive sparks.

"Wen Dou is boring!" The Korean kids exchanged glances, "Let's have a physical fight!"

Young Master Cui whispered in Jingyou's ear, "I don't think the literary duel is boring, it's that they don't know how to do it!"

Jingyou curled the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

"The place here is not big, so let's have a wrestling match! Who dares to come?" A child walked out from Goryeo.

He was not very old, only about ten years old, but you could see how strong he was even through his clothes.

The emperor's eldest grandson couldn't help but hold his breath.

"His grandfather is a strongman, his father is a strongman, and he," the other children of Gaoli Country patted the sturdy child and said, "has been extremely strong since he was young, and can lift a tripod!"

The emperor's eldest grandson looked a little ugly, and he turned to look at Yang Qian.

"This is your territory, find someone to compete with him!" The emperor's eldest grandson said to Yang Qian.

Yang Qian pursed his lips and glared... He didn't recruit this strong Korean bull!

It was obvious that they had set a trap on purpose, and the eldest grandson of the emperor had fallen into it himself! Now they are afraid of losing face, so they push him out to take the blame!

Even though Yang Qian was resentful, the emperor's eldest grandson had said this, and as the host, he could not lose face.

He immediately looked at today's young guests.

"I'm willing to fight!" An older boy from the Cui family stood up.

"Eleven, good job!" The young master of the Cui family patted Jingyou happily and said, "Eleventh brother will definitely be able to do it! What do you think, Jingyou!"

Jingyou narrowed his eyes and watched Cui Shiyi take off his outer robe and hand it to the servant.

His servant was almost crying. He took the robe and kept mumbling prayers.

Cui Shiyi is the best martial artist among the young masters of the Cui family. He is older and has more strength.

But when he stepped forward, he was pushed and pulled only three times by the strong Korean bull before the bull grabbed him by the waist, lifted him over the head, threw him out of the circle, and fell heavily to the ground.

Cui Shiyi grimaced in pain...but he didn't cry. Maybe it was his last bit of stubbornness.

"You can't do it! This is too weak! Is there anyone stronger?" the Korean children shouted.

The emperor's eldest grandson finally realized that he had been set up!

But he has already gotten into this trap, and now he has nowhere to retreat, he can only endure it!

"Yang Qian!" the emperor's eldest grandson said sternly.

Yang Qian: "..." What's the point of yelling at me? Even if I go, I can't beat him!

"Young Prince, let me try it, please?" A boy with a low presence behind the emperor's eldest grandson stepped forward and said.

The eldest grandson of the emperor couldn't help but relax his brows and said happily, "Bai Yu, yes, how could I forget you! Go quickly and beat him to a pulp!

"You dare to be so arrogant in my Beili territory. I am really angry!"

Young Master Wang immediately leaned over to Jingyou's ear and said, "This Bai Yu is the personal bodyguard of the emperor's eldest grandson. He has been trained by the emperor's eldest grandson since he was a child. He is good at both literature and martial arts. He is amazing!"

This amazing Bai Yu really has some skills.

But after all, he was young, lacked practical experience, and lacked strength. He took advantage of his agility and fought with the bull for more than ten rounds.

The Korean Bull was now panting, his nostrils wheezing, and his face flushed - he was not tired, but more like angry!

"He's like an enraged mad bull!" Young Master Cui said.

The "mad bull" crashed into Bai Yu's chest.

There was only a "crack" sound, and I didn't know if Bai Yu's ribs were broken.

Bai Yu's expression was extremely painful and his face turned pale instantly.

The strong bull lifted him up and threw him to the ground. As if this was not enough to vent his anger, he put all his strength into his right elbow, ready to hit Bai Yu with it.

"Stop!" Jing You shouted loudly and suddenly leaped forward.

His speed was so fast that Young Master Cui and Young Master Wang, who were standing next to him, had no time to react. They felt something "swish" past!