The Beloved Imperial Consort

Chapter 210

In order to see clearly, Mu Xiyao followed the crowd to the second floor of the observation platform, and at a glance saw a person riding on a horse with a heroic posture.

Zong Zhenglin's black riding coat and silver gray armor made him indifferent. With his body, he was even more solemn. His head is red and his tail is flying, his feet are on his boots, his left hand is holding the horse's reins, and his right hand is holding up the battle. Among the people who were waiting for emperor Cheng's orders, he was alone and cold.

This man Mu Xiyao leaned on the pole and had to admit that his highness was still very good. It's no wonder that so many maids and maids are chirping and watching.

"Elder sister, the sixth highness likes to have Yingwei." Mu Xiting cover mouth close to her ear, can not help but praise two.

"Why, your fifth highness is poor?"

"You Mu Xiting stamped her feet, blushing with shame. "It's not the same."

It's really different. Mu Xiyao remembers the "Zunyu" of his highness. Yu Guang can see that Zong Zhengming is also fresh and angry, but his whole body is fluttering and uninhibited. However, Zong Zhenghan, Mu Xiyao's eyebrows are slightly raised. He is well hidden, mean and low restrained. If it is not for the prince's emblem on his arm, it is almost impossible to distinguish him from the Jingwei of emperor chengdi of Yuan Dynasty.

Under the order of emperor chengdi's "kick-off", the drum was played in the east of the workshop, and the felt flags were clanking. The horse raced and drank.

Zong Zhenglin and Zong Zhengming, with bodyguards, intercepted the team led by the prince and other princes. The two teams of people and horses crisscross each other, seeing Mu Xiyao dazzled.

"Sister, who do you think will win?" Mu Xiting nervously climbed onto her arm, just watching the fierce competition in the field. Her forehead was sweating and her heart was raised high.

Win? "Naturally, the crown prince will win." Zong Zhenglin disdained to play tricks. Zong Zhengming was always modest and courteous, and Zong Zhenghan only had three strengths. The remaining crown prince, however, is rampant, repeatedly breaking the ban.

If the crown prince goes on like this, he will win steadily on the field, but he will lose in the holy heart emperor's family.

Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty drank the tea and said nothing. He could not see his anger. The imperial concubine, who was only familiar with his temperament, faintly saw that the emperor was not satisfied with the polo match.

The result is as good as Mu Xiyao expected. The crown prince has a brilliant victory and is far ahead by three goals. Mu Xiting frowns, lips tightly pursed with disappointment.

"Stupid." Mu Xiyao is holding a silk handkerchief and nodding her forehead. She takes people downstairs to meet the six halls where "the court is frustrated".

Mu Xiting vaguely followed behind, wondering how she was suddenly teased. Isn't it normal to expect your highness to win?

Yuan chengdi looked at all the honest rules in front of him, but in fact he didn't have a worry. In particular, Zong Zhenglin and Zong Zhengming played like running around the horse and hitting the bow in vain.

"So ugly to lose. What do you two explain? " Yuan chengdi frowned.

Zong Zhengming's reply was gentle. "My son's writing is OK, but his riding and shooting are not so good."

Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty knocked on the case table and looked at Zong Zhenglin and other words.

"It's enough to stretch your muscles and bones for fun." Six Royal Highness Mou son is cold, this word returns to let imperial concubine can't help but cover silk PA clear cough two.

Yuan chengdi's action is sluggish, take a deep look at him, also did not say to let him two receive punishment, is to the prince more stern.

"I'll see you in the imperial study tomorrow." Finish saying wave to let a person retreat, see is to drive back to the palace.

"Father and emperor, please play if you have something to do." Zong Zhengying, who has been sitting quietly at the bottom of the table, suddenly makes a sound, which makes people turn their heads and focus their eyes on her.

"What's the matter?" At this time, Zong Zhengying had something to play. Emperor Cheng of Yuan Dynasty was gloomy. Do you want to be separated from the Yang family again?

"Father, why don't you let the children and ministers run around? Women's Polo has not been so lively in the palace for a long time

"That's it." Listening to her talk about women's Polo, Emperor chengdi's melancholy gradually disappeared. "Well, who will you compare with while you are free today?"

"There are so many noble women who can play polo in the palace. The concubines of my father and emperor can leave the court. You can't escape. Today, let the father and Emperor see that his daughter's home is the best. " Zong Zhengying's voice was brisk and she rarely showed her delicacy.

"Pick someone and get ready." Since the emperor should do this, the people below are busy. The turf raised by the horse racing just now has to be picked up, and all the owners and children have to choose a new ball fight.

Mu Xiyao can't play polo. It's none of her business. She only wants to watch the opera. When Zong Zhenglin approached, he went in to change clothes.

"How?" Zong Zhenglin's arms are flat, and her body leans forward slightly, which makes it convenient for her to remove her light armor.

It's true that no one asks like this. Mu Xiyao is funny.

"Your Highness is extraordinary, very good."

"Lose or not?" Zong Zhenglin has a high eyebrow and looks deeply into her eyes. This woman is still competitive in nature. It's not like her style all the time.

If it wasn't for the interval between strokes and bows, Zong Zhenglin took time to look at her a few times, and saw that the woman was obediently attentive. At this time, most of the time, he would suspect that she was absent-minded and perfunctory.

Mu Xiyao put down her brocade robe, put her arms around his neck, folded her hands behind her head, and untied her bandage. Listen to him ask interesting, close to the man's ear, posture is soft and affectionate, say words but rarely with strong."If you can make the prince suffer, your highness should be praised naturally." If boss can let the prince fall early, she will surely clap her hand to celebrate, and play the piano and sing.

Such a bad words, also the desire to face the fierce. Zongzhenglin held her posture and supported her waist and legs. "Don't you like the prince?" But why do you see so focused?

"Not not to be unhappy, but to hate." There is no good feeling for zongzhenghui and moxa. "My prince, my eyes I don't like it very much. "

Zongzhenglin felt her hair top, and her eyes were dark. Zongzhenghui repeatedly thought of moxiyao for lust, and one day he was determined to learn enough.

"Stay away from him for the time being." Zongzhenglin kissed moxa on his forehead and looked at her baby to sort out the things. Suddenly, she remembered that at first the woman would not wait for her voice.

"The delicate previously said that the brain is confused, is not the prevarication word?" Zongzhenglin was surprised that she was so lazy.

Moxa eyes a stare, zongzhenglin that eyes are not good taste. Think she was cheating? Hum.

Small mouth a Knoop, the six highness around the curtain on the print of the dark.

Zongzhenglin looked carefully, and the pattern above was not just a simple bow drawing. This woman, the top of the cerebellum bag melon is very good.

"Ghost spirit."

When he was ready to clean up, when he came out again, moxiyao company looked down from the platform on the side of zongzhenglin, and half of his body leaned out of the fence, and saw that Zong Zhenglin was locked.

"Be careful." Hold her arm in big hand and bring back the person gently.

"Your Highness, Wan's ride is a good way to make a difference." At the six Prince's mansion, helenmin and WAN came to the court together. Compared with the regular and tight riding suit of Helin Minmin, Wan's top is wrapped with wool edge at the shoulder cuff, most prominent, with a fork on the side of the trousers, and even sequins embroidered.

"More Qiongzhou style." Zongzhenglin recognized the difference at a glance.

Qiongzhou The west gate of the great Wei Dynasty is facing the river between the two Jin Dynasties. Moxiyao nodded down.

The women of the great Wei dynasty like polo, especially the ladies in the palace. Unlike men, women ride not really horses, but are carefully bred and temperamental donkeys.

Moxiyao is in short of interest. He sees the powerful horse racing, such as zongzhenglin, and the scene of a dry woman lying on her knees and riding donkeys is hard to see.

Moreover, donkey, the beast, has always been unhappy with moxiyao. Whether it is to kill donkey, or qiandonkey poor skills, all have no good meaning. The most powerful, and the most suitable for the present scene - stupid as a donkey.

This polo, not to say skills, only on the heart is really shameful. Only look at the women riding on the donkey, no matter how slim waist, Yan Yan, smile, there are always times, eyes are streaming on the platform. Ten of the nine swing empty, and can be Jiao Yue Qing, moxiyao face pumping, simply partial head from the child to eat melon seeds.

The way to please a man is everywhere. Laugh in public, and I can't do it.

"Not good?" Zongzhenglin saw her return to her seat, so hot around, laughing and shouting, the little woman was in a strange state, calm down alone.

"My highness," Mu Xiyao looked around, convinced that no one could hear her words, and then gathered his head and complained in a small voice. "Do you think that the woman riding on that donkey can really see beauty? How do I feel more uncomfortable when I look at it? "

Zongzhenglin eyes a tight, stare at her extremely serious eyes, can not stop showing a smile.

Very good, the most popular entertainment in your circle, moxiyao also sees it. Before he felt that women Polo was redundant, hanging sheep head to sell dog meat, zongzhenglin was the most unhappy.

It is a woman who is worthy of his heart breaking, but can see that the school yard is not suitable for women to play in such serious occasions. The sixth highness was feeling that moxiyao had his own opinions and made him very happy. He was so upset that he was choked by his next words.

"If you really want to ride tight," moxiyao frowned, very difficult. "Dress up the donkey, dress up and dress with a hairpin and flower, and can barely take it away." Simply make a little fancy, show the ornamental, bring some daughters home to please come tight.

Zongzhenglin thought only a little according to her description, and his face was completely dark. That scene Fortunately, I didn't see it.

For the six highness, who is often used to training soldiers, it is not suitable to hear her words, but to realize that the donkey is a brute in the school. This also directly led to the later Jian'an emperor to ascend the throne, banned the women's school field polo. Another imperial garden paddock was opened to play for the family members.

"No nonsense." Zongzhenglin decisively rejected her thoughts, and was afraid of the desire to make a new thing that he could not accept in any way.

Moxiyao disdains to show his hand, and he shows the meaning of despise and dislike it all over the body. "I am such a beautiful person, will not be so blind, self destruction of the wind."

Zongzhenglin was so stiff that he could not look at her again.

Talking to moxiyao, sometimes a little woman has many strange ideas, which is really confusing.

The six highness, who had always connected the horse farm with the training of soldiers, could not understand the relationship between Peugeot and donkey in moxiyao.This dialogue between the two people, just should a word - donkey's lip is not horse's mouth.

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