The Golden Hairpin

Zhou Ziqin's Xiao Xia has a gentle temperament. She was kicked by a black horse of the Defense Department without paying attention. Xiao Xia sprinted aside with pain, and Zhou Ziqin almost didn't fall off.

"Despicable! How can anyone hit someone else's horse!" Zhou Ziqin shouted.

Huang Zixia who was defending, heard Zhou Ziqin's call, involuntarily turned his eyes slightly, and looked at him.

And Wang Yun, who was opposite her, actually ignored the person next to him who was grabbing the ball, and drove his horse to her.

Na Fusha was well-trained, and at the moment the horse hit it, he forcibly raised his front hoof, supported it with his back hoof, and turned half of the horse to the right, which was able to withstand his impact.

But Wang Yun stuck to the side of Fusha at the moment when the two horses crossed.

Almost no one noticed them. The people on the sidelines were shouting and applauding, and the king of E Li Run pierced through the stab, and the ball in the hands of Mawei Baoheng was hit by him and flew straight to the other side of the court.

Everyone's eyes followed the ball, staring at it flying high over half the court, where Zhou Ziqin was climbing on horseback, and Zhang Xingying immediately recovered, chasing the ball and rushing towards the undefended goal.

In the warm atmosphere, only Li Shubai's eyes fell on the other side of the venue. There Wang Yun and Huang Zixia's two horses were close to each other outside the unattended goal.

Huang Zixia urged Na Fusha to turn around and leave.

Wang Yun urged the horse to catch up with her, and he was half a horse behind her, so that he could hear his low voice amidst the noise, and from behind her: "I heard that my fiancee Huang Zixian, the martial arts skill is unmatched in Shu."

Huang Zixia paused and reined in the horse's rein.

The applause sounded, and Zhang Xingying's ball hit the goal without any suspense.

Wang Yun didn't seem to see the victory or defeat on the court. His voice came from behind her, calm and almost a little cold, "Look, the stadium is so chaotic, it's too simple to happen. As long as I accidentally break your hair, or..."

His eyes fell on her face, her sweaty hair stuck to her face, and the layer of yellow powder she applied had been washed out unevenly by the sweat. It looked like her face was dusty, but it could be seen vaguely. Fine and smooth skin underneath.

"...Or accidentally broke your coat?"

It should have come, after all, it has come.

Huang Zixian bit her lower lip involuntarily, looked back at him, and reluctantly said: "Shu slave is dull, I don't know what Wang Duwei is talking about."

He ignored her, just stared at her and asked: "Why?"

"what why?"

"What does the Wang family owe..." Wang Yun slowly put down the stick in his hand and asked every word, "So that Huang Zixia would rather kill the whole family than marry me?"

Two or three horses passed by them, and another round of offense and defense began.

Zhou Ziqin shouted: "Chonggu, hurry back to defense!"

Zhao Wang Li Xi smiled and said: "Wang Yun, you won't be bullying and tempting Chonggu not to win, you see his face is so ugly."

Wang Yun turned his head and laughed loudly at him: "Why, I see her so superb, and I want to ask her to learn from each other in private."

He turned his head to look at her, deliberately lowering the voice, only she heard: "Tonight, please visit the mansion."

Huang Zixia's hand on the rein of the sand was unconsciously tightened, and the rein made a deep whitening mark on her palm.

He looked at her provocatively, his cue pointed diagonally at the ground.

Finally, she bit her lower lip and nodded slightly.

The corners of Wang Yun's lips raised slightly, with a cold smile, then he turned his horse's head and turned away.

Li Shubai stood up and motioned to the launching officer.

Everyone on the court didn't know why they wanted to stop, but they saw Li Shubai hooking their fingers towards Huang Zixia.

She galloped towards him. After playing a ball game in the scorching summer until now, her chest rises and falls sharply, sweating like rain. After all, she was a woman, and she was not as strong as a man, and she was very tired.

Li Shubai, who had already changed into a red kicking uniform, asked people to take care of the evil, flew on his horse, and said, "Substitute."

Huang Zixia was immediately stunned.

Li Shubai didn't even look at her. He only glanced at Zhang Xingying, who was nervously looking here, with a cold voice: "With this physique, I still dare to be strong."

Huang Zixia was silent, looking up at him sitting on the horse, and handing him the ball stick in his hand.

Behind the strong sunlight, his face is not clear in the backlight, only a pair of eyes gleaming like stars. When she heard his voice, she slid over her ears, "Help those who were kicked out by me, you'd better give me an account later."

Huang Zixian only felt a sudden jump in his heart, but Di Evil was already impatient, and rushed into the shooting court.

As soon as Kui Wang Li Shubai came on, the situation changed drastically. The originally stalemate score pulled apart in an instant, and Wang Yun and the team could not stop him.

He was extremely sturdy, like a black lightning clashing on the court. Amidst the smoke and dust, I saw Li Shubai in red swinging, scoring and passing the ball neatly and without leaving any affection while galloping horizontally.

Wang Yun smiled bitterly and discussed with Wei Baoheng and said: "Kui Wang is too powerful. In any case, we have to intercept him first, first set back his spirit, and we have a chance here."

Wei Baoheng nodded, and the two attacked from left to right, greeted the other three to catch up, trying to stop Li Shubai's coming.

Surrounded by five people, Li Shubai remained indifferent. He only looked back at Zhaowang in response. The cue moved slightly, and the polo was accurately pulled out from between the twenty feet of five horses and ran straight towards him. Zhao Wang.

"Grab the ball!" Wei Baoheng yelled and was about to chase, but he saw Li Shubai roll over, hooking the stirrups with only one toe, and protruding gently and skillfully like a swallow, with a wave of the stick in his hand, impartially intercepting After we got off the stick that Wei Baoheng swung halfway through, along the way, Wei Baoheng's stick turned instead and turned the ball to the front.

The ball was taken away from the direction, and Wang Yun's horse's head could be brushed, and it flew straight to Zhang Xingying, who was galloping forward.

Zhang Xingying controlled the horse flexibly and reacted quickly. He actually stopped the ball at the very moment of his swing and sent the ball into the goal.

"Okay! The fourth brother usually doesn't like to hit the ball. It turns out to be hidden! There is also the young man who scored a goal. His response is very quick and his skills are good!" The emperor praised him.

Princess Tongchang stood up with a scream, stood at the resting place and called out to the husband Mawei Baoheng: "Awei!"

Wei Baoheng quickly got off his horse and ran towards her out of the field.

Princess Tongchang sat back in the chair again, and only raised her eyelid to look at him: "Isn't it usual to boast that you are good at kicking the ball every day? Today I have seen it."

Wei Baoheng was so scolded that he could only smile: "What the princess said is that I can't fight today..."

"Princess and niece, you can't see it. Awei is afraid that we will lose our face in front of the emperor, so he has spared his energy?" Zhao Wang came over to drink water, smiled and finished the game, "Okay, men play, you Just sit and watch, your lips move a lot and get dusty, don't you think?"

Princess Tongchang glanced at him irritably, and said in a frivolous tone: "Yes, Jiu Shu, please be merciful to Lu Ma's men, too."

Everyone on the field dismounted their horses to rest, and left their horses on the field. He was energetic, and aggressively provoked other horses everywhere, so that all the horses only dared to curl up in a corner. Everyone laughed, and even the one who just lost the game forgot to be depressed.

Huang Zixian helped everyone serve tea and pour water. When she turned her head and saw Ma Wei Baoheng looked down at the ground, his face was pale in the smoke and the hot sunlight. He clenched his teeth and tightened his jaw, revealing a twisted face. radian.

Sweat slid down his face, making Huang Zixian think that he would be hard to restrain at this moment. Who knew that when the drop of sweat fell on the back of his hand, he lifted his hand to shake off the drop of sweat, and his face The horrible expression on Wang also seemed to have been thrown away from a distance, showing the usual smile again, took the tea cup in her hand, and said: "Thank you. You played really well."

"Chonggu is indeed amazing." King E also smiled.

Zhou Ziqin said: "I will run a lap with me along Qujiangchi every morning, and you will be sure to fight Changan Invincible in a year!"

Li Shubai said flatly: "She is not free."

The original lively atmosphere was suddenly chilled by a word of him, and everyone went to drink tea in silence. Only Zhou Ziqin was still there trying to restore the atmosphere: "Hahaha, of course, no matter how it is, it still can't compare to Prince Kui..."

No one cares about him.

A group of people took a break for tea time, Zhao Wang called on everyone: "Go on."

Everyone got on their horses, the red flags in the hands of the commander flew, and the horses hooves sounded amid a long hissing sound. When several horses were rushing towards the opponent's field, suddenly a horse hissed in pain, and fell to the ground with its front hooves folded.

It was the dark horse that Wei Mawei had kept, crashing to the ground while running. Wei Baoheng, who was riding on the horse, was caught off guard and was thrown heavily into the mud by the horse. Fortunately, he was agile and reacted extremely fast. He curled up at the moment he fell to the ground, and rolled forward two or three consecutively, unloading his strength and saving his bones.

There was an uproar in the audience, and Princess Tongchang jumped up and ran straight to the polo field.

Even the Emperor and Concubine Guo Shu hurried to the court. All the people who hit the ball had dismounted and surrounded Wei Baoheng.

Li Shubai ordered someone to call the military doctor from the Defense Department immediately. The military doctor helped him immediately dislocated his arm, and then raised his hand to press the horse's whole body, and then said to everyone, "The injury is not serious, and the bones are not endangered."

Princess Tongchang looked at the scratches on Wei Baoheng's face and asked, "Will there be scars?"

"It depends on how the recuperation is. Some people are naturally prone to scars, which is a bit bad..." the military doctor said quickly.

"If it can't be cured, you know how serious it is!" Princess Tongchang said coldly, "I don't want a bad guy!"

"Hey ~ Ling Hui." Consort Guo Shu frowned slightly, calling her helplessly.

The emperor said: "The princess's words are my words, have you heard?"

"Yes, yes." The military doctor trembled, shaking like chaff, almost unable to stand.

Wei Baoheng clutched his forehead and said, "It's nothing, it's just a minor injury. The ball hasn't been finished yet."

"Fighting? Almost dead!" Princess Tongchang said angrily.

"I don't think it is necessary. Let's stop here for today." Wang Yun said, looking at Li Shubai.

Li Shubai handed the ball stick in his hand to Huang Zixia, and said, "Let's end it here, just do it all."