Chapter 11 Meeting Him in Private
Qing Wu saw all of Xiao Ji's actions. Seeing the boy avoid her gaze, she laughed out loud again, feeling extremely happy.
But when he thought that he was Xi Qingtong's husband, Qingwu's emotions became complicated.
If you love a house, you will love its dog; if you hate a house, you will love its dog as well. When Qingwu thought of the twin sisters, the smile on her lips gradually disappeared. Although she did not hate the prince because of Xi Qingtong, it was enough to make her happiness disappear for a while, and she even couldn't help but sigh.
The twin sisters' personalities are not as gentle and well-behaved as they appear. I wonder if he will notice it in the future?
As soon as the thought came to her mind, Qing Wu suddenly felt bored. She had only met him once, so how could she know what kind of person he was? He might not be as perfect as he appeared.
Thinking of this, Qingwu put away his thoughts and concentrated on watching the polo.
On the high platform, where the view was the best, the princesses were all excited as they watched the two teams enter, except Xi Qingtong who stood aside with a depressed mood.
Since entering the Eastern Palace, nothing has satisfied her. The Crown Prince ignores her, and her sisters-in-law exclude her. It is completely different from what she imagined. Listening to the cheers coming one after another around her ears, she looked down lazily, and her beautiful eyebrows instantly frowned, revealing a look of disgust.
Polo was popular in the capital, but she particularly hated it. She felt that it was extremely rude to see a group of men rushing around recklessly, and they would get covered in sweat afterwards. However, as the prince's concubine, she could only stand here and watch, and she had to put on an expression of approval on her face. This was simply a torture for her.
Qingwu, who was sitting on the lowest level, was very excited. Her grandmother had described Shangjing polo to her before, and her descriptions alone were enough to fascinate her. Now that she could see it in person, she naturally watched it with fascination.
Most girls are like this. When they see the ball go into the goal, they completely forget about their graceful manners and cheer along with the men opposite them.
The ringmaster on the field announced loudly: "Polo has caught the eye of Fengliu, and the red team has won!"
Shanshan didn't understand. She was born in the south, where culture was more valued and polo was not very popular. She couldn't help but ask Qingwu for advice.
Qing Wu pointed to the two door panels at the end of the field and said, "Look, the holes on the two door panels are the 'wind eyes'. As long as you hit the red lacquer ball into the opponent's wind eyes, you will win!"
While Qingwu was explaining the rules to Shanshan, there were constant noises in the field. It turned out that the Qing team was unwilling to give up and rode their horses to grab the ball. Then they saw a man in green raising his staff, and the red lacquer ball was stopped by King Xiao Ting's staff and taken away.
Xiao Ting had just reached the age of twenty this year and was also tall and handsome. His block was so neat and handsome that Shan Shan exclaimed, "Wow! This young man is also very handsome!"
Seeing that she changed her mind so quickly, Qing Wu smiled faintly, shook her head and continued to watch the game. Since Xiao Ji was the only person she knew on the field, her eyes unconsciously followed Xiao Ji and her heart moved with him.
The horses slowed down, and the race entered a tug-of-war phase. Both teams were already furious after the previous rounds of competition.
Seeing Xiao Ting looking at him provocatively, Xiao Ji felt quite amused. His fifth brother had always been low-key before, but now he had become more and more prominent. Everyone started to look down on him...
But since we were going to have fun today, there was no reason to avoid a fight. Since he had the guts to challenge me, he had to be prepared to lose!
Xiao Ji lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, then leaned over in an instant, slapped his mount and galloped towards the King of England. He quickly passed through two people, and with a kick of his staff, he defeated another person, and went towards Qingyan with the vermilion lacquer ball!
It all happened so fast that the Green Team couldn't react in time. Prince Ning reacted the fastest. He rode his horse first to block the members of the Zhe Team. However, Xiao Ji had anticipated this and with a flick of his staff, the wooden ball flew directly into the air, heading straight towards Fengliuyan of the Green Team!
The scene instantly became boiling, and Qingwu couldn't help but feel nervous and anxious.
However, even though the Qingyi team rode their horses to intercept, the prince's personal guards were also extraordinary. They tried their best to stop it. The Qing team could only watch as the vermilion lacquer ball flew through the three-meter-high Fengliu Eye and fell into the hanging gilded bronze net.
The ball actually went straight in!
The cheers from the sidelines immediately broke out, drowning out Qingwu's cheers. At the same time, the chanting officer waved a red flag and shouted, "Team Zhe broke through Fengliuyan and won the game!"
There was no shortage of praise and discussion in each pavilion about such a good shot. At the bottom of the men's side, the tribute students who had also seen the shot clearly were also discussing it in groups of three or four.
"That's a great shot! His Royal Highness is truly as accomplished as the rumors say, both civil and military, and possesses the demeanor of a monarch!"
"Yes, if you hit the target with one strike, you will achieve great success!"
Among the group of excited people, only Song Yunhe had a calm expression. Listening to the discussions of his peers, he stared at the young prince in bright clothes and riding a horse on the field for a long time before a hint of irony appeared at the corner of his lips.
He didn't think that the prince could ascend to the throne safely. Throughout the dynasties, whenever the prince was young and had an older brother, how could everything go smoothly?
But when he thought of Xi Qingtong, the jealousy in Song Yunhe's heart dissipated a little. He could not help but hope that the prince would secure the position of crown prince, otherwise how would Qingtong cope with the future?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stare at the attic opposite, stroking the sachet in his hand, hoping to see the person he liked. However, there were a hundred steps between the two and there were so many girls, how could he see them with the naked eye?
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Xi Qingtong didn't know that Song Yunhe was thinking of her. She stared at the playing field below and felt more and more upset.
If the prince gets the chips, the princess will show off; if the crown prince gets the chips, she will be squeezed out. She used to think that entering the East Palace as a concubine would make her superior to others and have unlimited glory, but now she knows what the saying "marrying a husband means swallowing a needle" means.
Seeing the Crown Prince score another goal, Princess An couldn't help but say sarcastically, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is a good ball player, unlike our prince, who is weak and not good at riding and shooting."
The nine sons of the dragon are all different. If the second prince is a Confucian scholar and not good at fighting, then Prince An can be described as being powerless.
It was only because he was born prematurely that he was protected by his mother like the apple of her eye, and was able to barely stand. She also fed him with delicacies from land and sea, and Ganoderma lucidum and other miraculous medicines. Even so, he still fell ill several times a year, so naturally he had no time to practice riding and shooting.
Knowing the inside story, Xi Qingtong wished Prince An would die tomorrow, but she still smiled softly and flattered him, "Don't worry, Princess. With the Imperial Noble Consort here, there will be no shortage of precious medicines for the prince to take care of. He will surely be in excellent health in the future."
Upon hearing the words of the Imperial Noble Consort, Princess An raised her jaw a little. This was the reason why she dared to be so presumptuous in front of her three sisters-in-law. After all, her mother-in-law was the Imperial Noble Consort.
A mother's status is determined by her son, and a son's status is determined by his mother. Apart from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Prince An's biological mother is the person with the highest status in the harem.
"That's right. My prince hasn't been sick this year. I think he's taking the precious medicine tributed by Annan. He's getting better soon."
Seeing that Princess An was in a good mood, Xi Qingtong pursed her lips and smiled, then stayed for another half a minute before leaving temporarily on the pretext of changing clothes.
As soon as she left the attic, Xi Qingtong's face instantly turned cold. She specially found a dressing room far away from here. As soon as she entered, she cursed in a low voice: "What a bunch of bitches!"
Jinzhu and Yinzhu, who were following behind him, were trembling and dared not say a word. It was obvious that they had seen such scenes many times.
Just then, the eunuch returned to report, and when he heard that Song Yunhe had brought Qingwu with him, Xi Qingtong was so angry that he directly knocked over the teacup on the table. The crisp sound of porcelain breaking was mixed with an angry shout -
"How could he? Go get him here!"
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