Xie Qingyao and He Zheng exchanged glances from afar, then said to the palace attendant, "I'm betting on the Marquis to win."
Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted by He Zheng, Wei Yian frowned.
Then a light hum came from his nose.
"What's so great about it?"
"Just wait and see me beat you down and make you admit defeat with conviction."
"Since you've offered me your face to hit you, I won't show any mercy."
A sinister smile appeared on his face.
He Zheng had taken off his heavy cloak, jumped onto the horse's back, holding the reins in his hands, his profile three-dimensional and cold.
Some people are born to be kings on horseback.
As soon as the game started, Wei Yian showed his eagerness and refused to give in.
But the ball was always intercepted by He Zheng.
Wei Yian gritted his teeth and rode his horse in pursuit.
However, He Zheng's horse was like an arrow. It broke through their team's defense and scored a goal directly.
Wei Yian was always beaten by He Zheng.
His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was fierce and angry, and he began to swear without thinking.
"Get out of here!"
"Don't block my way!"
"Waste, all of them are waste, stop him."
"Are you all just freeloaders? What use are you?"
He was furious and cursed hysterically.
For a moment, the people in the audience had subtle expressions, and many of them frowned.
Even Prime Minister Wen frowned tightly, looking at him with disgust as if he was looking at a pig.
Still an angry fool.
This kind of bastard wants to marry his granddaughter?
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