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At the critical moment, Mo Niang, who had been following behind, rushed over!

Mo Niang also stood up. Her black horse was taller and stronger. She stood on the horse's back, much higher than Long Haochang. No one could see how she did it, but she kicked the horse away. Crossbow!

The next moment, Mo Niang carried Xia Mengyao and got on the black horse. Xia Mengyao finally followed Mo Niang back without resisting. She was already frightened and allowed Mo Niang to hold her and leave Long Haochang.

Ji Yunhuan watched as the black circle on Long Haochang's head grew larger and larger, and the "lucky halo" on her head also grew larger and larger.

The more unlucky Long Haochang is, the luckier she is.

It's just that this treasure has a time limit, so you need to use it quickly.

Xia Mengyao felt much more at ease after she came back. She leaned next to Mrs. Xia and wondered what she was thinking.

When the noble lady in the martial arts field saw Xia Mengyao coming back, she started sarcastic again.

"If she hadn't insisted on following her, His Royal Highness would not have made a mistake!"

"Yes, yes, it's all her fault for pestering His Highness, so His Highness missed the target."

"Everything was fine just now, but she slipped and fell as soon as she went to His Highness. It can be seen that she and His Highness are in conflict, so she should stay away from His Highness."

"Mrs. Hou died as soon as she gave birth to her. She is a disaster, something that can harm both her father and her mother..."

Xia Mengyao couldn't help but jump out and argue with these noble ladies, "Shut up! I'm not a disaster star! I didn't defeat Your Highness! You are just jealous of me..."

Ji Yunhuan saw the deep disappointment in Mrs. Xia's eyes.

Although her life was almost gone, Xia Mengyao still didn't wake up.

The noble lady present was even more weird. Not only did she blame Long Haochang for his poor shooting skills, but she blamed the victim who almost died.

Ji Yunhuan noticed a round-faced girl huddled in the corner, wearing a beautiful bun, her face flushed with anxiety.

"Stop arguing! It's not Sister Xia's fault! Look! Your Highness still missed!"

On the racecourse.

Long Haochang thought that without the burden of Xia Mengyao, he would definitely be able to show off his talents.

He used flower tricks again, fell to the left, passed under the horse's belly, and then returned to the horse's back.

The horse walked very slowly, but when he passed through the horse's belly, for some reason, the horse suddenly started running wildly, and he was kicked hard on the back. Fortunately, he had good riding skills and pulled the reins to sit firmly again.

He felt that his spine was painful. In front of so many people, he naturally would not let others see his mistake, so he endured it.

Long Haochang was getting closer and closer to the target. The servants at the racecourse were very discerning. The speed of the target was getting slower and slower, almost stationary.

He raised his hand and shot. The iron arrow flew past the target, but missed!

shhhhhh!

He aimed at a target and fired continuously. After shooting all the iron arrows, none of them missed!

"Come again!" Cold sweat fell from Long Haochang's forehead. Half of it was pain and the other half was nervousness.

The iron arrow was easy to find this time, and the servant quickly picked it up.

The target became fixed. Long Haochang rushed over on horseback and shot ten arrows in a row. One arrow missed, and he didn't even hit the target!

"Come again!"

Long Haochang's eyes are about to burst, it's impossible! There's no way he can't miss!

From the first day he learned to ride and shoot, he hit the target with his arrows. The King of Jin praised him as a unique genius.

Three days later, he defeated all his brothers and became King Jin's favorite son.

He is the Chosen One! He is a dragon and a phoenix among men! He is the future emperor, he can definitely hit it!

Long Haochang cums again like crazy!

He sat upright on the horse. The horse didn't move, the man didn't move, and the target didn't move either, but he still missed.

The horse beneath him suddenly became restless, swaying left and right, trying to throw him off!

On the first day he rode on horseback, he tamed the Jin King's favorite fierce horse. He could definitely subdue a mere mongrel!

With a bang, Long Haochang fell off the horse. The horse stepped on his belly and galloped away, making a joyful cry!

"Here comes someone! Escort! Hurry up and help His Royal Highness up!"

After watching the excitement, Marquis Zhongyong started shouting. His face was anxious, but his heart was happy!

He had long thought that Long Haochang was like an embroidered pillow, his steps were frivolous, his martial arts skills were not good, and he couldn't explain anything when it came to riding and shooting skills. However, Long Haochang could win every time, and he also won a lot of applause!

Today is finally a happy day! This guy deserves to be kicked by a horse!

The generals frowned and whispered to each other: "I don't usually see His Highness like this. What happened today?"

"Hmph! I think he is just not good at academics and likes to show off!"

"Shh~ be careful what you say, that is the prince, how can we discuss it?"

The noble ladies in the martial arts arena were almost crying. They felt sorry for His Highness and wished they could not bear the consequences for His Highness.

"That horse is too ignorant. It will hurt His Highness if he falls."

"His Highness's heroic appearance is really intoxicating. It's all because of the poor use of the crossbow!"

"Sisters, don't you think there is something wrong with His Highness's riding posture? The horse is uncomfortable and will definitely resist."

Zhong Shiya gathered up her courage and finally spoke her mind.

She closed her eyes, waiting for everyone to criticize and criticize her, but someone actually started to agree with her.

"Sister Shiya is right. My father is a hussar general. He taught me to ride horses since I was a child. His Highness the Crown Prince cannot ride properly and is worse than a child."

"That's true. It's shaking so hard right away that of course it won't hit."

"How did His Highness become like this? Is it because he is ill?"

Ji Yunhuan listened to the discussions around him and realized that these noble ladies finally no longer thoughtlessly flattered Long Haochang.

She looked into Zhong Shiya's sparkling eyes and smiled knowingly, "Look, telling the truth is not that scary, right? You did the right thing and you were very brave."

Zhong Shiya was greatly encouraged. She thought Sister Ji’s sister was so amazing! Dare to say anything and do anything!

Ji Yunhuan felt it was not enough!

Long Haochang's reputation spread through such flattery again and again. She just wanted to break everyone's illusion of goodwill towards Long Haochang!

Long Haochang was in severe pain, but he still refused to leave.

Zhongyong Hou ordered people to arrange seats at the edge of the racecourse. Long Haochang secretly took two healing pills. When he drank water and swallowed them, the pills got stuck in his throat, causing him to cough and almost pass.

I'm really unlucky today!

Ji Yunhuan was overjoyed. When Long Haochang saw Ji Yunhuan smiling at him, he thought he had taken control of Ji Yunhuan. As expected, as long as he cherished other women, Ji Yunhuan would not dare to make trouble again.

"Huan'er, come to me."

Ji Yunhuan already had an idea in mind and went happily, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

This smile simply dazzled Long Haochang's eyes. He found that this woman's appearance was gorgeous and not ordinary. She was really stunning. It would be a pleasure if she could be as obedient to him as before.

"Do you know where Mei Lingshuang went?"

Ji Yunhuan was carrying a polo stick and tied up his wide sleeves, looking particularly heroic.

"Why did Your Highness mention the woman next to you? Huan'er will be angry."

Long Haochang was overjoyed. As expected, Ji Yunhuan knew everything, "Huan'er, don't be upset. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you."

Two thick wooden boards were erected in the north and south of the racecourse. In the center of the wooden boards was a bowl-sized hole, which was the goal.

Xizi rolled a polo over. The polo was only the size of a fist. Xizi threw the polo up. Ji Yunhuan waved the polo stick casually. Relying on the "good luck halo", she knew the ball must have gone in without even looking.

"Huan'er wants to play polo with His Highness. If His Highness can beat me, I will tell you everything."