Chapter 210 (1/2)

In order to see clearly, Mu Xiyao followed the crowd to the second floor of the observation platform, and at a glance saw a person riding on a horse with a heroic posture.

Zong Zhenglin's black riding coat and silver gray armor made him indifferent. With his body, he was even more solemn. His head is red and his tail is flying, his feet are on his boots, his left hand is holding the horse's reins, and his right hand is holding up the battle. Among the people who were waiting for emperor Cheng's orders, he was alone and cold.

This man Mu Xiyao leaned on the pole and had to admit that his highness was still very good. It's no wonder that so many maids and maids are chirping and watching.

”Elder sister, the sixth highness likes to have Yingwei.” Mu Xiting cover mouth close to her ear, can not help but praise two.

”Why, your fifth highness is poor?”

”You Mu Xiting stamped her feet, blushing with shame. ”It's not the same.”

It's really different. Mu Xiyao remembers the ”Zunyu” of his highness. Yu Guang can see that Zong Zhengming is also fresh and angry, but his whole body is fluttering and uninhibited. However, Zong Zhenghan, Mu Xiyao's eyebrows are slightly raised. He is well hidden, mean and low restrained. If it is not for the prince's emblem on his arm, it is almost impossible to distinguish him from the Jingwei of emperor chengdi of Yuan Dynasty.

Under the order of emperor chengdi's ”kick-off”, the drum was played in the east of the workshop, and the felt flags were clanking. The horse raced and drank.

Zong Zhenglin and Zong Zhengming, with bodyguards, intercepted the team led by the prince and other princes. The two teams of people and horses crisscross each other, seeing Mu Xiyao dazzled.

”Sister, who do you think will win?” Mu Xiting nervously climbed onto her arm, just watching the fierce competition in the field. Her forehead was sweating and her heart was raised high.

Win? ”Naturally, the crown prince will win.” Zong Zhenglin disdained to play tricks. Zong Zhengming was always modest and courteous, and Zong Zhenghan only had three strengths. The remaining crown prince, however, is rampant, repeatedly breaking the ban.

If the crown prince goes on like this, he will win steadily on the field, but he will lose in the holy heart emperor's family.

Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty drank the tea and said nothing. He could not see his anger. The imperial concubine, who was only familiar with his temperament, faintly saw that the emperor was not satisfied with the polo match.

The result is as good as Mu Xiyao expected. The crown prince has a brilliant victory and is far ahead by three goals. Mu Xiting frowns, lips tightly pursed with disappointment.

”Stupid.” Mu Xiyao is holding a silk handkerchief and nodding her forehead. She takes people downstairs to meet the six halls where ”the court is frustrated”.

Mu Xiting vaguely followed behind, wondering how she was suddenly teased. Isn't it normal to expect your highness to win?

Yuan chengdi looked at all the honest rules in front of him, but in fact he didn't have a worry. In particular, Zong Zhenglin and Zong Zhengming played like running around the horse and hitting the bow in vain.

”So ugly to lose. What do you two explain? ” Yuan chengdi frowned.

Zong Zhengming's reply was gentle. ”My son's writing is OK, but his riding and shooting are not so good.”

Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty knocked on the case table and looked at Zong Zhenglin and other words.

”It's enough to stretch your muscles and bones for fun.” Six Royal Highness Mou son is cold, this word returns to let imperial concubine can't help but cover silk PA clear cough two.

Yuan chengdi's action is sluggish, take a deep look at him, also did not say to let him two receive punishment, is to the prince more stern.

”I'll see you in the imperial study tomorrow.” Finish saying wave to let a person retreat, see is to drive back to the palace.

”Father and emperor, please play if you have something to do.” Zong Zhengying, who has been sitting quietly at the bottom of the table, suddenly makes a sound, which makes people turn their heads and focus their eyes on her.

”What's the matter?” At this time, Zong Zhengying had something to play. Emperor Cheng of Yuan Dynasty was gloomy. Do you want to be separated from the Yang family again?

”Father, why don't you let the children and ministers run around? Women's Polo has not been so lively in the palace for a long time

”That's it.” Listening to her talk about women's Polo, Emperor chengdi's melancholy gradually disappeared. ”Well, who will you compare with while you are free today?”

”There are so many noble women who can play polo in the palace. The concubines of my father and emperor can leave the court. You can't escape. Today, let the father and Emperor see that his daughter's home is the best. ” Zong Zhengying's voice was brisk and she rarely showed her delicacy.

”Pick someone and get ready.” Since the emperor should do this, the people below are busy. The turf raised by the horse racing just now has to be picked up, and all the owners and children have to choose a new ball fight.

Mu Xiyao can't play polo. It's none of her business. She only wants to watch the opera. When Zong Zhenglin approached, he went in to change clothes.

”How?” Zong Zhenglin's arms are flat, and her body leans forward slightly, which makes it convenient for her to remove her light armor.

It's true that no one asks like this. Mu Xiyao is funny.

”Your Highness is extraordinary, very good.”

”Lose or not?” Zong Zhenglin has a high eyebrow and looks deeply into her eyes. This woman is still competitive in nature. It's not like her style all the time.