The Yelü men standing outside the arena also joined in the shouting.

Although there weren't many people, the commotion was so great that it seemed like a large group had arrived.

These men were strong and robust, with a stable lower body, and their appearance and physique were quite different from those of the men from Daxing.

The others watching were mainly students from the Imperial College, still wearing their school uniforms.

As the sun set, the field grew dark, with shadows of people and horses flickering. Qin Yuan, unable to find Gu Baozhu, could only ask Gu Jinghui beside her, "Is Baozhu still on the field?"

Lord Gu said, "Yes, she is. The one in the middle is her."

Then he shouted.

"Wow! That was close!"

The ball was almost stolen.

A commotion arose from the crowd.

Just as everyone was lamenting, the Yelü woman leading the way, wearing a red turban, glared fiercely and spurred her horse to charge at Gu Baozhu's horse's head.

"asshole!"

Gu Jinghui waved his fists, wishing he could personally take down that woman.

Qin Yuan's heart was in her throat as she watched.

The worst thing in polo is this kind of underhanded trickery. If you're not careful, you'll be knocked off your horse, and with all the horses tangled together, it's too easy for you to be trampled by their hooves.

"This is outrageous! The Yelü clan are so uncouth! So despicable!"

The usually refined Master Gu couldn't help but swear.

At the critical moment, Gu Baozhu dodged to the side of the horse, pressing herself against its belly. The horse then swerved and turned its head, trotting past the red-clothed horse's head.

This move drew cheers from the students.

The guards of the Marquis of Dingbei's residence also shouted loudly, "Seventh Miss, well done!"

Gu Jinghui sighed, "When she gets back, we must make sure she practices martial arts diligently."

Qin Yuan watched the scene intently, completely ignoring his mutterings.

Gu Baozhu returned to the saddle. Her agile movements were a pleasure to behold, and Qin Yuan couldn't help but praise, "Baozhu's horsemanship is truly excellent."

Gu Jinghui replied, "It's just a minor skill. I'm afraid I don't have enough stamina and won't last long."

Just then, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

Redhead nearly crashed into his own men, forcefully reined in his horse, and retreated to the edge, then let out an unintelligible cry.

The teammates on the field quickly changed tactics and began to target the best players on the Daxing team. Some used underhanded tactics, some charged in, and some stole the ball, breaking down Daxing's defense.

The polo ball was struck repeatedly, resulting in a series of fierce collisions.

The battle intensified, and most of the horses on Daxing's side were injured to varying degrees, causing them to move more slowly.

Qin Yuan sighed.

This was only after the Yelü clan had restrained themselves.

Yelü Guzha did not want to be enemies with the other noble ladies.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'd be injured by now.

Qin Yuan said, "We should think of a way to stop them from competing."

Someone nearby said, "I'm afraid it's impossible. The two teams signed a life-or-death agreement, and they won't stop until a winner is decided."

Qin Yuan turned her head but didn't see anyone.

"Here."

Qin Yuan looked down in the direction of the sound and saw Qin Heng had squeezed in at some point and was looking up at her.

The siblings hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Qin Heng seemed to have grown taller.

But even sitting on her horse, she wasn't entirely sure.

Qin Yuan asked, "Why haven't you come to the Marquis's residence lately?"

Qin Heng scratched his head and said, "Didn't Mother and Second Sister tell you? A while ago, I tripped and fell on flat ground while helping to copy poems. I fell down the ladder in the library and injured my wrist. I had to rest for several days. Mother consulted a fortune teller and said that my body is weak this month and I'm prone to encountering guests. I should avoid funerals."

Qin Yuan pouted and said, "You're so delicate and frail, Father didn't suspect you were deliberately slacking off, did he?"

Qin Heng said aggrievedly, "How could there be no explanation? There's simply no way to prove my innocence. In the end, my mother got angry and yelled at him, and that's when he stopped talking and told me to rest for now and help when I'm better."

Qin Yuan comforted him for a few moments, then asked, "Where is my cousin Siyuan?"

Qin Heng raised his chin and gestured towards the opposite side, saying, "They're staring at us from over there."

Qin Yuan put her hand to her eyebrows, looked into the distance and could barely make out a figure, and asked, "Who is that person next to him? He's so big, he looks like a big black bull."

Qin Heng curled his lips and said, "That person was hiding his face and thought no one could see through him, but all these Yelü clan members were surrounding him. He must be Yelü Guzha, the hostage of the Yelü clan. Look at his rough and uncouth manner. Even if he is wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, he doesn't look like a person from Daxing."

Qin Yuan didn't respond, but instead asked, "How did they start fighting?"

When this was mentioned, Qin Heng immediately became animated.

"I don't know either. When I heard about it, both sides were already looking for people to play with. It was the people from the martial arts school who said that their court was big enough to play freely, so they decided to come here. As soon as I heard the news, I rushed over."

Looking at Qin Yuan sitting on her horse, Qin Heng said with envy, "Sister, you ride a horse very well now, and Sister Baozhu's riding skills are also excellent. If I could ride often, I would definitely be very happy."

The atmosphere on the field had become even more tense. Gu Baozhu was the initiator of the competition and had excellent horsemanship, so the Yelü clan's encirclement and suppression of her became increasingly obvious.

The spectators couldn't help but shout.

People from Daxing cursed them for their hearts and for playing dirty tricks.

The Yelü clan members yelled at them to quickly knock the man off his horse.

Several horses circled around Gu Baozhu's mount, and polo sticks were occasionally used to sneakily attack it. Gu Baozhu's horse began to get restless and neighed from time to time.

Qin Yuan, watching with growing anxiety, immediately said, "My lord, we can't let them continue the competition. What if something happens..."

The malice behind this event is now plain to see.

Gu Baozhu is young and easily provoked; they can't just watch her get hurt.

Qin Heng also clenched his fists tightly and pressed them to his lips, his body stiff, afraid of seeing Gu Baozhu fall off her horse and be trampled by the hooves of the Yelü clan.

Gu Jinghui calmly replied, "It's alright, take a look first."

Even Master Gu couldn't hold on any longer.

"Third Brother, let's find a way to get Baozhu down. Even if we want to teach her a lesson, we don't need to do it now."

Gu Jinghui remained silent with a cold face, his sharp eyes fixed on the commotion on the field, not blinking an eye.

On the field, Gu Baozhu's horse had already reared up, its two front hooves raised, with only its two hind hooves supporting its massive body. Its nostrils were wide open, spewing out heavy breaths, clearly frightened and about to go berserk.

Gu Baozhu was like a leech stuck to the horse's back, holding tightly to the reins and refusing to be thrown off.

The guards standing nearby also became anxious.

“My lord, the horse is spooked. If this continues, not only will the Seventh Miss fall off, but the other young ladies’ horses will also be affected. I’m afraid their riding skills are not as good as the Seventh Miss’s.”

If something were to happen to someone, the blame would likely fall on the Seventh Miss.

Gu Jinghui's face was cold and stern, his eyes fixed on the field, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't panic, let's see how long Baozhu can hold out."

At this moment, the men who were surrounding Gu Baozhu dared not get too close and gave up their positions.

The area outside was completely silent.

The frantic neighing of the horses in the arena gripped everyone's hearts.