Chapter 488 The only light in her dark years

In the field, the polo match between the sons of nobles was in a lively atmosphere.

Yan Xingyi took the lead, wearing a black riding uniform and riding a fine horse from Dayuan. He charged left and right with great momentum.

He has superb skills, his swing is powerful and precise, and he scores goals repeatedly, drawing cheers from the crowd.

After the men's polo match ended, it was the women's turn.

Zhao Zhao was eager to try, so Su Yuchen came over and told her some of the techniques he had mastered.

Zhao Zhao has been close to Su Yuchen since childhood and does not shy away from whispering with him.

This action caused the children of the aristocratic families to be quite resentful towards Su Yuchen.

How come he took Princess Changning and even Princess Changle!

Isn’t it just because his father, Duke Anguo, has a good relationship with His Majesty?

But they also had to admit that they couldn't compete with Su Yuchen, and they couldn't compete with their father either...

It makes me cry just thinking about it!

In the audience stand for women, Chu Weiyi sat quietly in the corner.

As the daughter of the Chu family who had just been brought back to Beijing, she had no intention of joining in such excitement.

But her stepmother's daughter Chu Weiluo deliberately wanted to embarrass her and begged her father to bring her along.

And "encouraged" her to go down and play together.

Chu Weiluo was dressed in bright riding clothes, surrounded by pearls and jade.

She pretended to chat and laugh with a few noble ladies she was on good terms with, but her eyes kept glancing at the high-spirited eldest prince.

No one is allowed to compete with her for the crown prince's wife!

When she looked at the taciturn and plainly dressed Chu Weiyi, there was a barely perceptible sarcasm at the corner of her mouth.

This bitch is only fit to marry a lowly groom or servant.

When she becomes the eldest prince's consort, she will take good care of this bitch. Just thinking about it makes her excited.

Chu Weiluo also came out to compete.

Although her ball skills were not as good as Princess Changle's, she also scored a goal and won applause from everyone.

During the break of the game, everyone rested.

Chu Weiluo held a glass of fruit drink and approached Chu Weiyi in a friendly manner.

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for a few people around to hear.

"Sister, it's so boring to sit around all day. Why don't you try playing in the second half?"

"Although it's not as comfortable as running around in the farmhouse, riding a horse is also good."

These words were obviously expressions of concern, but secretly they were reminding everyone that this sister had returned from "Zhuangzi".

He is uncouth and may not even be able to ride a horse properly.

Upon hearing this, several noble ladies smiled softly with their hands covering their lips.

His eyes lingered on Chu Weiyi's outdated dress.

Chu Weiyi's expression was calm, and she simply said, "Thank you for your kindness, sister. I didn't mean that."

"Why should I be so modest, sister?"

Chu Weiluo refused to give in and raised her voice a little.

This attracted the attention of Yan Xingyi and others in the nearby stands, who also noticed the movement here.

"I heard that life in the village was hard, so I guess my sister didn't have the chance to play a refined sport like polo.

But it doesn't hurt to try. We're just doing it for fun, and no one will laugh at my sister.

"As she spoke, she reached out to pull Chu Weiyi's arm.

It looked affectionate, but in reality, he was using considerable force, trying to pull her out of her seat.

Chu Weiyi frowned slightly, and with a flip of her wrist, she easily released Chu Weiluo's force, still sitting still.

Chu Weiluo failed to pull and was blocked instead, feeling embarrassed.

Her eyes rolled and a plan came to her mind.

When the second half entered, she climbed onto the horse.

When passing by Chu Weiyi, her horse suddenly jumped as if frightened.

The horse's hooves marched straight towards Chu Weiyi!

"Be careful, sister!"

Chu Weiluo exclaimed, sounding worried.

The reins in his hand shook secretly.

Not only was the horse not pulled back, but it rushed towards Chu Weiyi!

It all happened so fast that many people didn't react.

Chu Weiyi's eyes flashed. In that split second, she could have easily avoided it.

It can even subdue a frightened horse.

But just as she was about to move, she caught a glimpse of the dark figure in the stands out of the corner of her eye.

Yan Xingyi is looking at this side!

Can't be exposed!

This was Chu Weiyi’s instantaneous thought.

More than ten years of farm life taught her not only patience but also the ability to judge the situation.

In the capital, showing off one's abilities in front of so many people would only bring more trouble.

Especially in front of the person she didn't want to and didn't dare to recognize...

In just a moment of hesitation, the horse's hooves were already right in front of us.

If she were an ordinary weak woman, she would definitely not be able to dodge and would either die or be injured!

At the critical moment, Chu Weiyi screamed, as if she was frightened.

She cleverly stumbled and fell backwards as if she had lost her balance.

This angle is just enough to narrowly avoid a head-on impact from the horse's hooves.

At most, they would be knocked down and look embarrassed, but they would not be seriously injured.

She was even prepared to endure the impact and pain of landing.

However, the expected impact did not come.

A dark figure came swooping over like a cheetah!

Yan Xingyi was not far away.

Chu Weiluo's little movements and Chu Weiyi's instantaneous subtle reaction did not escape his eyes.

If he hadn't seen Chu Weiyi's skills in the Royal Villa that day, he would have almost been deceived by her.

But when she chose to fall "clumsily" instead of showing her skills to avoid it, his doubts grew even stronger.

Remembering his self-created "Eighteen Styles of the Owl", he went with the flow and saved her.

He was extremely fast and grabbed Chu Weiyi's waist amid everyone's exclamations.

He spun her around in the air and landed her safely in a safe area.

The "frightened" horse was also controlled by the groom who arrived later.

The whole process was extremely fast and thrilling.

But he resolved it cleanly and neatly.

"Are you okay?" Yan Xingyi looked down at the woman in his arms.

Chu Weiyi was "still in shock and pale."

Leaning on his solid chest, I could feel his strong heartbeat and the warmth from his arms.

She subconsciously looked up and met his bright eyes.

Nine years.

The young man in her memory was as vivid as the morning sun and gave her the courage and strength to live.

Now he has grown into a tall, handsome and imposing man.

His features became deeper, and there was more calmness and majesty between his brows.

But those eyes were still scorchingly bright.

Her heart began to beat violently, not because of fear, but because of the person in front of her.

Countless days and nights of hunger, cold and humiliation in the village.

It was with the huge sum of money and the secret book he gave her...

Thinking about what he said, "If you don't want to be bullied anymore, you have to become stronger. If someone bullies you, fight back."

She gritted her teeth and persevered, secretly developing some skills.

He was the only light in her dark years.

But now, the light was right in front of her, but she could only watch from afar.

He was a noble prince, and she... was the daughter of the Chu family who was not presentable and had been abandoned for many years.

There is a world of difference.

The huge inferiority complex and years of caution made her come back to her senses.

She quickly withdrew from Yan Xingyi's arms, lowered her head, and spoke in a voice as thin as a mosquito, filled with alienation and fear.

"Thank you very much... Your Highness for your help. I am fine."

She deliberately avoided his gaze, not even daring him to look at her for a second, for fear of being recognized by him.

Although, he may have long forgotten the dirty little girl from that year.