Seeing that the person coming was Hua Fushu, Ye Zelin was slightly surprised and then his face darkened.
Ling Zhiheng looked at Hua Fushu. He thought the expert from the red team was a young master from some family, but it turned out to be a young girl.
He laughed heartily, "Girl, you were the one who said earlier that you were more than capable of defeating me?"
Hua Fushu said, "I haven't said this before, but I'm more than capable of defeating you."
Ling Zhiheng laughed and said, "Defeat me? Girl, that's just empty talk!"
Hua Fushu smiled and said, "Whether it's just empty talk or not, we'll know after the competition."
Then he looked at Ye Zelin again, "You are definitely going to lose this round."
Ye Zelin's face turned pale, and he suddenly shouted angrily: "What are you doing here? Get off!"
Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Zelin. Ye Songyan sighed. He wanted to speak, but seeing that Ye Zelin had already spoken, he stopped and watched quietly.
Ling Zhiheng asked, "Yu Shi, do you know her?"
Ye Zelin sighed softly and was about to answer when Hua Fushu said, "His cousin."
After saying that, he called Ye Zelin, "Cousin,"
Ye Zelin followed her and responded.
Ling Zhiheng nudged Ye Zelin's arm with his elbow and asked, "I've never heard that you have a cousin?"
Ye Zelin glanced at Hua Fushu and said, "Even a distant relative can still be considered a cousin."
Ruhuan and others also looked at Hua Fushu, and Si De scratched his head as if he was confused.
Ruhuan angrily said, "What a disgrace! Who do you think you are to compete with my second brother?"
Hearing this, Side was slightly annoyed, "Miss Ruhuan, how can you say that about the young lady?"
Ruhuan glared at him, "What's it got to do with you?"
Si De didn't want to argue with her and walked away.
The incense sticks were lit, and the emcee brought the ball. Just as he was about to serve, a male voice came over, "Wait."
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man wearing a crimson round-necked brocade robe, riding slowly towards them on horseback.
He was carrying a golf club on his shoulder, with handsome features, heroic eyes and eyebrows, a smile on his lips, and a casual and unrestrained manner in his every move.
The person who just spoke was this crimson-colored man, who was about twenty years old.
Beside him was a young man in blue clothes, holding a golf club, who looked to be in his early twenties.
Seeing the two people, Hua Fushu was stunned. Aren’t they her senior brothers Qin Yi, Qin Youran, and his bodyguard Mu Qing?
Was her senior brother going to look for her master, Lady Miao? Why was he at the ball game?
For a moment, she was unable to wrap her mind around the situation as Qin Youran and Mu Qing approached.
She looked again and was very sure that the two people were Qin Youran and Mu Qing!
She was about to speak, but heard Ling Zhiheng ask, "Brother, who are you?"
Qin Youran's eyes swept over Hua Fushu, then over most of the people present, and finally looked at Ling Zhiheng and said slowly:
"My surname is Zhao, my given name is Yingyi, and my courtesy name is Youran."
Zhao Yingyi?
Ye Zelin was suddenly startled and blurted out, "Your Highness the Prince of Qin?"
What?
His Highness the King of Qin?
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Hua Fushu was not sitting firmly and was about to fall down. Wu Huimin helped him up in time.
Two or three people couldn't help laughing.
Hua Fushu sat steadily and looked at Qin Youran and Mu Qing, feeling confused, depressed, and even a little angry.
Ye Zelin was about to dismount when Qin Youran stopped him.
"Greetings, His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin."
Ye Zelin bowed his hands in greeting, and the others followed suit.
Qin Youran didn't seem to like this, so he waived the formalities. Then he said, "I saw you guys were having such a great time playing ball, so I came over to join in the fun."
Ye Zelin hesitated for a moment and was about to ask Qin Youran when Ling Zhiheng spoke first, "Your Highness, Prince Qin, are you planning to join our Yellow Team or the Red Team?"
Qin Youran pretended to think.
Both the red and yellow teams looked at him, curious about which camp His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin would join.
Hua Fushu looked calm, but he couldn't help feeling a little nervous in his heart.
The next moment, Qin Youran said, "There's a huge disparity in strength between the red and yellow teams. The yellow team's victory in the first half was somewhat unfair. Although I played mediocrely, I don't want the red team to lose too badly, so it's better for me to go to the red team."
Upon hearing this, Hua Fushu smiled. Her senior brother's polo playing skills were on par with hers. It was unfair to say that he was just mediocre. However, when did her senior brother become so humble?
If Qin Youran joins the Red Team, the Red Team’s chances of winning will be higher.
Qin Youran looked at Mu Qing and Captain Huang and said, "Mu Qing, my follower, plays polo even better than I do."
Mu Qing bowed and said, "Mu Qing greets you all."
Ye Zelin also returned the greeting, "Mr. Mu, you are too polite."
At this time, Zhao Yinong came over and called softly, "Brother Qin Wang."
Qin Youran turned and saw a young girl wearing a Yang Fei-colored skirt. She was pretty, with regular features. She asked, "Who are you? Do I recognize you?"
Zhao Yinong said coquettishly, "Brother Qin Wang, I am Yinong. Don't you remember me?"
Qin Youran said, "Who is Yinong? I don't know her."
Zhao Yinong stamped her feet lightly and said unhappily, "Brother Qin Wang, I'm Xinyang. We played together when we were little."
Qin Youran slapped his thigh, suddenly realizing, "You're the fat girl? I'm so blind I couldn't even recognize you. Weren't you always chubby? When did you become so skinny? You're not as cute as when you were little."
Hua Fushu couldn't help laughing. When did her senior brother become so vicious?
Zhao Yinong bit her lip and looked at Qin Youran with dissatisfaction. She even wanted to throw away the round fan in her hand. She glared at Qin Youran again and turned away.
Qin Youran glanced at the lit incense sticks and said to the emcee, "It's time to start."
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