(MTL)Marry the villain, Uncle Sick Jiao

Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Competition

    "I'll go." Ning Wanwan said firmly.

    Mrs. Ning turned her head to look at Ning Wanwan in confusion, "Huh? Why did you change your mind again?"

    Ning Wanwan curled her lips and smiled, "Since the little county master of Yongchang Hou is so good at polo, Wanwan Naturally, I want to see and see."

    Yadao Liujing, polo field.

    The high sheds are continuous, and the colorful flags are beckoning.

    The temples were fragrant and fragrant, and there was laughter and laughter.

    The princess of Shaoyin was wearing a narrow shirt with Zhu Luo embroidery, brocade wrapped around her head, red boots, and a moon stick in hand. Qiu's man lowered his head and asked the maid under the horse, "Who is the gentleman sitting over there     ?

    "     The maid approached Shaoyin, Shaoyin bent down subconsciously, and heard the maid say to her in a low voice: "He is the legendary short-lived ghost of Jingui in Biandu City, King Yi Sizhan."     "It's him." Shaoyin's eyes suddenly After a flash of disappointment, she straightened up and glanced at Si Zhan again, wondering, "Didn't he never attend the banquets of our noble clans?"     In Biandu City, the circle of noble clans, princes and ministers is so big, no matter how big the circle is. If anyone holds a bigger banquet, they will send out invitations widely, and it depends on whether others will sell your face to come.     If there are more people coming, it means that this family has a great reputation in Biandu City. If there are fewer people coming, it means that this family is either weak or has no reputation.     Banquets can also be said to be the weather vane of the prestige in the city of Biandu.     After all, Si Zhan is a noble prince. No matter what his situation is, and in terms of etiquette, every household will submit a post to Prince Yi's Mansion whenever they hold a banquet. The king would not go there in person, at most he would send someone to go back to the ceremony.     So Shaoyin was surprised that Si Zhan actually attended the polo match at her house.

    "Yeah, I don't know why, I'm here today." The maid joked, "Is it because I heard the reputation of the county master, so I came to see the beauty of the princess' girl?"

    Shaoyin's face suddenly tense, and she rushed to the maid Jiao scolded: "Little hoof that likes to chew your mouth, and then talk nonsense about whether you believe it or not. This county master will tear your mouth.

    " .

    Shaoyin turned her head and glanced at Si Zhan, who was quietly drinking tea on the viewing platform. She only felt that her charming and charming appearance was rare in the world, and her beautiful face was even more unforgettable, so she couldn't help muttering to herself: " She looks quite handsome, but it's just a pity..."

    Ning Wanwan wore a narrow-sleeved goose-yellow brocade robe, a willow waist tied with a tie, white leather boots, and led a black and brown horse and two charming women who led the horse. Walk side by side to the center of the racecourse.     Fuyi followed Ning Wanwan with the Yanyue Staff in her arms. Suddenly, she gently pulled Ning Wanwan's arm, pointed at Si Zhan on the viewing platform, and shouted in surprise, "Girl, look, Yi. His Royal Highness is here too."     Ning Wanwan raised her head and looked in the direction Fuyi pointed, and she saw Si Zhan.     Si Zhan was clearly drinking his tea with his head down, but at that moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked over here.     When their eyes met, Ning Wanwan suddenly felt that Si Zhan looked at her in a different way today, it seemed... aggressive and hot, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away.     At this time, Si Yi, who was sitting on the main ceremony stage, also looked over and saw Ning Wanwan's smiling face, he frowned slightly, followed Ning Wanwan's eyes, and saw Si Zhan facing Ning Wanwan Smile.     Inexplicably, he became very restless, he suddenly picked up the tea on the case, raised his head and took a sip, and then slammed the empty tea cup on the table.     The queen, who was sitting not far from him, frowned and turned her head, glanced at the prince's gloomy face, only thinking that the prince was still sulking about the fact that he was locked up before, and shook his head in hatred.     Women's polo players entered from both sides.