The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Xue Zhiyi was good at Chui Wan.

Because Xue Panrou was simple-minded but strong-limbed, and she was very competitive, she wanted to beat Xue Panrou no matter what, so she practiced hard, and unknowingly, this skill became more and more perfect.

She hit three balls in a row, each of them hitting the target.

As Xue Zhiyi's third ball was hit into the goal, Ge Yuanhui's palms became a little wet.

Especially when he heard Gu Shichong say to Xue Zhiyi, "I didn't know that Miss Xue San was so proficient in the art of Chui Wan. It's really surprising."

Xue Zhiyi just said politely: "Your Highness, thank you for your praise. It's just a trivial skill, just for fun in your spare time."

Gu Shichong smiled and said, "I also like to play chuiwan in my spare time. If there is a chance in the future, you can enjoy it with me."

Xue Zhiyi had thought of just dealing with the situation, but she didn't expect Gu Shichong to keep talking, so she said, "Your Highness, you are joking." Fearing that he would have nothing else to say, she immediately said to Ge Yuanhui, "Miss Ge, please."

In Ge Yuanhui's eyes, Xue Zhiyi actually seemed somewhat provocative.

It only took her a few words to hook up with me like this. It's so despicable.

Fu Rongxin, who was not far away, looked at the changes in expressions among the three people and was particularly satisfied.

Although Ge Yuanhui was not prepared, he still smiled, then tightly grasped the hammer and swung it gracefully -

The first two balls went smoothly, but with the third ball, I was so nervous that I tested my aim and it just brushed the edge of the socket.

Xue Zhiyi won a game back, and Gu Shichong clapped his hands and smiled with satisfaction, and teased Ge Yuanhui: "Yuanhui, I used to think your chuiwan was the best, but now you have finally met your match."

Ge Yuanhui clenched his hands, but his face remained generous and decent: "Your Highness, please make fun of Yuanhui like this. Yuanhui will have to ask Your Highness for more guidance in the future."

At the side, Huo Wuyou watched a few people talking and felt increasingly uncomfortable, especially because he had never felt that Gu Shichong was so noisy: he talked too much.

It was not until Gu Shichong called him several times that he came to his senses.

"Wuyou, it's your turn now, what are you thinking about?"

He chuckled and walked over with a casual pace: "Of course I'm worried that my ball skills are not good enough and Miss Xue will laugh at me."

However, Huo Wuyou's words were humble after all. He didn't care about worldly affairs all day long and was the one with the most free time. How could he not be good at such fun things?

Sure enough, three goals were scored in a row.

Shen Qingtang, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but applaud as he looked intently at the young man in red on the field.

Fu Rongxin glanced at her, then looked her up and down, with a meaningful look in her eyes.

When Gu Shichong took action, he and Huo Wuyou ended up in a draw.

As a result, with one win, one loss and one draw, after three games, it was difficult to tell who was better.

Looking at the situation on the field, Zhao Lian suggested: "Why don't we extend the distance and change it from one person with three balls to three people with one ball."

Three-player one-ball means that each team only serves one ball, and three people take turns to hit the ball. The last person to hit the ball into the ball is the winner. The game is also played in three consecutive games, with two wins out of three.

There was nothing wrong with this way of playing, so the few people had no objection.

After this activity, Xue Zhiyi had some sweat on her forehead. Especially at this moment when the sun was shining brightly, the light shone on her face, giving her an indescribable vitality.

Gu Shichong's gaze lingered on her face for a moment: he didn't seem to dislike his fiancée so much anymore.

After calming himself down, he asked Xue Zhiyi, "Let Miss Xue arrange the order of priority. I will do whatever you wish."

So Xue Zhiyi gave the first blow to Xue Runing. She said, "Runing, you don't have to be afraid. Just hit as much as you want. We are here for you."

With Xue Zhiyi's constant encouragement, she gradually relaxed. Although the first ball was a little crooked, it was still quite satisfactory.

The second shot was taken by Gu Shichong. With this shot, he almost hit the ball to a distance of only a dozen steps away from the ball socket. As long as Xue Zhiyi did not make any mistakes, this ball would have gone in without a doubt.

The light at this moment was a bit dazzling. Xue Zhiyi squinted his eyes, held the hammer, and aimed carefully.

Suddenly, she felt a shadow above her head, temporarily blocking the dazzling sunlight.

When she looked up, she saw that Gu Shichong had opened his folding fan and was covering her head.

She was stunned for a moment: Did he think Ge Yuanhui didn't hate her enough?

Gu Shichong looked at her and raised his eyebrows: "Miss San, please."

Without time to waste words with him, Xue Zhiyi simply said thank you and prepared to continue aiming.

Looking at this scene, Ge Yuanhui's teeth were broken... You are so capable, Xue Zhiyi. If this bitch really wins the favor of Prince Gong, then what chance does she have!

Zhao Lian, who had been Ge Yuanhui's follower for many years, immediately understood what she meant when she saw her expression remained almost unchanged.

She remained calm and quietly hit a ball to Xue Zhiyi's feet.

Xue Zhiyi was adjusting his stance, and as expected, he accidentally stepped on the ball.

She stumbled unexpectedly...but someone next to her held her shoulders.

The folding fan fell, and the dazzling light shone on her face, making her unable to see the face of the person in front of her for a moment.

At this moment, Gu Shichong felt strange in his heart, and his heartstrings seemed to be plucked unexpectedly...

Ge Yuanhui's expression was no longer tense this time. There was an unconcealable panic between her brows. She glared at Zhao Lian in anger.

Zhao Lian, who had turned a bad idea into a good one, felt guilty. She felt a pang in her heart and did not dare to look at Ge Yuanhui.

Huo Wuyou's heart seemed to be twisted at this moment, as if something he loved had been snatched away by someone else. It was like a thorn in his throat, making him want to fight for and possess it... As expected, he was a person with a weak mind.

Almost instantly, Xue Zhiyi struggled to stand up and freed himself from Gu Shichong's arms.

Gu Shichong paused with his hanging hand: For some reason, he felt that Xue Zhiyi strongly rejected him.

When everyone came to their senses, Xue Runing quickly ran over to support her: "Third sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Xue Zhiyi responded to her, and then his eyes suddenly turned cold and fell on Zhao Lian.

She swung the hammer and hit the ball towards Zhao Lian, but she dodged subconsciously, causing Zhao Lian to fall to the ground in panic.

Zhao Lian was about to get angry when she heard Xue Zhiyi say, "It's not Miss Zhao's turn to hit the ball, but you took the initiative. This is a violation. According to the rules, there is no need to play this game. Miss Zhao has already lost."

"You..." Zhao Lian, feeling guilty, fell to the ground, unable to speak for a moment. However, since Prince Gong was here, she did not dare to throw a tantrum.

So Zhao Lian could only endure the thorny gazes of several people and silently deliver the first attack of the second round.

The second attack was from Huo Wuyou.

He thought for a moment, then hit the ball far towards the socket with a hammer. The wooden ball rolled and stopped outside the socket.

Ge Yuanhui, who was hitting for the third time, could only follow the direction of the ball.

But suddenly, her steps weakened, she squatted down, covered her ankle, and cried out: "My cousin, I sprained my ankle."

Facts have proved that even beauties who act pretentiously are pitiful to me.

As Gu Shichong walked towards her, the others followed.

While everyone's attention was on Ge Yuanhui, Huo Wuyou quietly moved to Xue Zhiyi's side.

Xue Zhiyi just glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, said nothing, and continued to look in the direction of Ge Yuanhui.

It was too abrupt, so Huo Wuyou also looked over there, but his eyes and eyebrows unconsciously stayed on Xue Zhiyi. He pursed his lips and whispered, "Xue Zhiyi."

Xue Zhiyi raised his eyes to look at him, but saw that he was still looking into the distance. In a voice that only they could hear, he said, "Don't tell anyone about what happened last time."

What he was talking about was, of course, the last time he broke into the Zhao family.

Xue Zhiyi retracted his gaze and sighed: "You want me to keep it a secret? Okay."

She raised her chin slightly and looked in Zhao Lian's direction: "Help me vent my anger."

Huo Wuyou was stunned and looked at her again, only to see Xue Zhiyi had a serious expression and really wanted to deal with Zhao Lian very seriously.

At this moment, she looked like a little girl, not as mature as before.

He laughed for a moment, then raised his brows calmly: "Deal."