Prince Jing laughed heartily, "Ninth brother is very courageous. I am an old man and I will not join in the fun. Jingyun is enough. I have to give the opportunity to the young people."
Wen Mohan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said calmly: "Third brother is indeed at the age of enjoying his retirement. Ninth brother understands."
After saying that, he let Yun Jian push him away.
You don't need to look back to know that Prince Jing looks unhappy, and the emperor looks even worse. After all, the emperor is two years older than Prince Jing.
When Wen Mohan appeared on the court, he attracted countless attention.
"Uncle Prince Yu, are you serious?" The Crown Prince walked towards him. "It's not safe for you to go. You'd better not go. Let them say whatever they want. Don't bother with them."
The prince is only one year younger than him. He is simple-minded and has no ulterior motives.
But in the eyes of many people, he is a useless prince who is not outstanding in any aspect.
Privately, everyone agreed that the more outstanding second prince was the final candidate for the crown prince.
Wen Mohan said in a gentle tone, smiling faintly: "It's okay, just ride around on horseback, as long as you participate."
Upon hearing this, the prince looked up and squinted his eyes at the hunting ground, then retracted his gaze and said, "There are also ferocious beasts in there. Why don't I go with you? This way I can protect you."
"No, I won't go in the deep end." Wen Mohan rejected his kindness, "You are the prince. If I don't get a good ranking because of me, you will be punished."
You are not allowed to use your own horses in hunting competitions.
At this time, officers and soldiers had already brought in a lot of horses, and even all the hunting equipment was ready and loaded on the carriages.
Yunying walked over and picked out a taller and more energetic one for him.
Hunting regulations state that only one follower can be brought in, so Yunying, who is better at martial arts, decided to go in.
"Master, let us help you onto the horse."
Yun Jian and Yun Ying held his arms on the left and right, and lifted him up with force.
Everyone around couldn't help but laugh. Although no one said anything to his face, they all knew that it was a mockery.
Wen Mohan struggled to get on the horse, his expression returning to its cold and majestic look.
He pulled the reins and looked around, straightening his back involuntarily, as if he had returned to the past.
Among a group of people riding on horseback, he was the most dazzling and imposing one, making the others look like little brothers.
In the audience, many girls couldn't help but secretly look at him, and just a glance would make them blush and their hearts beat fast with shyness.
It's because he is too handsome, standing out from the crowd, and people's attention is always drawn to him.
Lin Moer stared intently, her heart almost jumping out of her chest. "Zhiqiu, do you think his leg can be healed?"
Zhiqiu leaned over and whispered, "Miss, I heard that the poison is halfway through. He will be fine once he recovers."
When she heard this, a smile appeared on her lips, her face flushed, and she looked a little shy.
After being rejected in the palace that day, after returning to Prince Jing's Mansion, Prince Jing's wife also said that she had no intention of making her the Crown Prince's Consort.
I cried for a long time at night and couldn't sleep.
But now after seeing Wen Mohan, she suddenly felt that it didn't matter if she didn't become the Crown Prince's Consort.
"Zhiqiu..." Lin Mo'er's eyes were filled with peach blossoms. "You said that Prince Yu would even marry a woman like Jiang Mengli. If it were me, wouldn't it be easy to win his eye?"
Zhiqiu was stunned when he heard this, "Miss, you..."
"I think it will be easy, hehe..." Lin Mo'er supported her chin with both hands and murmured, "My family background is better than Jiang Mengli's, I'm cuter than her, more beautiful than her, and my martial arts are better than hers. It's no problem for me to be a concubine."
As I was talking, a beautiful scene appeared in my mind.
She sat on the horse with a happy face, and behind her was the handsome Prince Yu.
Prince Yu took her on a galloping horse and gently called her "Mo'er"...
Seeing her looking at him with an infatuated look on her face, Zhiqiu mercilessly broke her fantasy and said, "Miss, you'd better forget about it. You are the cousin of Prince Ning, and Prince Yu and him don't get along well."
When Lin Moer heard this, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and she quickly comforted herself, "It's okay, I am me, and my cousin is my cousin. I will try my best to make him fall in love with me."
Zhiqiu: “…”
Just then, a gong was struck.
The fence leading to the hunting ground was opened and people on horseback rushed in.
The hunting ground is a very large forest. It contains not only ordinary prey but also various ferocious beasts. The deeper you go, the more dangerous it is, which is similar to the wild forest.
They can form teams freely so that they can take care of each other and will not be alone when encountering danger.
Wen Mohan and Yun Jian seemed to be isolated, and no one chose them.
The prince looked back, but was stopped by someone, "Your Highness, Prince Yu is such a powerful person, there is no need to form a team."
Others echoed.
"Yes, he always takes first place in every hunting competition. We will only fall behind if we follow him."
Upon hearing this, the prince frowned slightly and said, "It's different now. He's in danger alone..."
"Oh, don't worry, Your Highness." He was interrupted before he could finish his words. "You see, Your Highness Prince Yu doesn't seem willing to team up with others. Let's go."
On the surface, they were all praising Wen Mohan, but in fact they were afraid that Wen Mohan would hold them back. No one wanted to be with someone whose legs were disabled.
Facing these people's discrimination, Wen Mohan just smiled and said, "Yun Ying, let's go."
He simply disdained to argue with these people. To him, these people were all his former defeated opponents and clowns.
The current discrimination and ridicule are nothing more than an attempt to make up for past failures.
Yun Jian was a little angry. "Master, they are going too far. When you were in your prime, everyone flattered you. But now they are being sarcastic."
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