Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

A few days later, the eldest lady took a group of people to the polo club.

Rulan was particularly excited, holding the lady's hand and looking around, smiling and talking.

Minglan and Mo Lan walked behind side by side. Mo Lan was good at playing polo, Minglan knew it. When her grandmother wanted her to learn these things, Mo Lan followed her.

She didn't have much time to learn, but she steadily outperformed her. Her hands were strong and accurate, and she had good horse riding skills. Even the master who taught her fell behind.

Coupled with her desire to hide her clumsiness, she became even more inferior to Sheng Molan.

"Fourth sister, look at Yanran over there."

Ming Lan pointed at the lonely figure in the distance and turned her head to look at Mo Lan.

She and Mo Lan had little interaction in the Sheng family, and this was also the last topic Ming Lan and Mo Lan could talk about.

When they were playing polo before, Yu Yanran also came here a few times. She spoke softly, was kind but weak, and looked a little pitiful when her father did not care for her mother.

Mo Lan has never been able to resist such people, so she just prefers them a bit.

After going back and forth, she gave way to Yu Yanran several times on the racecourse. In addition, Yu Yanran and she were both good at embroidery, so they paid special attention to her. With the same hobbies, the relationship between the two gradually became closer.

Mo Lan and Ming Lan stepped forward to inform the lady, and then walked to find Yu Yanran.

Yanran was comforting the horses beside her. When she saw it was Mo Lan and Ming Lan, she immediately smiled and walked up, "Sister Mo Lan, Ming Lan!"

When the two of them got closer, Yu Yanran put her arm around Mo Lan and said, "Sister Mo Lan, I heard that Mrs. Wu has prepared a lot of prizes today. Among the three of us, you are the best at polo. Let's go Take a look."

There was a smile in Mo Lan's mouth, "What kind of luck do you have in mind? I'll win it for you."

Yu Yanran smiled, her eyes rolled, and her heart felt warm.

"No hitting, that ball is mine..."

A sharp sound passed by the ears of several people.

Yanran's face instantly turned ugly. Minglan looked at the two people on the horse and asked, "Your second brother and third sister are here too?"

Yanran nodded, "Princess Jiacheng of the Yongwang family is here. My third sister must come. Besides, the third sister is good at playing polo."

"How about compared to me?"

Yanran thought of the scene of Mo Lan riding a horse, but it was not good enough in comparison, "How can it be compared with sister Mo Lan?"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and stepped forward in tacit understanding.

The gongs and drums were beaten, "The three girls from the Yu family won a round and won the prize, a white jade Hunyuan bracelet... It's a new start. The prize for this round is a gold hairpin with nine turns of tired silk."

The female Shi holding the gold hairpin passed in front of the three of them. Yu Yanran's expression changed and she immediately walked to the maid's side, picked up the hairpin and looked at it again and again.

After asking the female historian several times, Yu Yanran lost her mind and put the hairpin up.

Immediately, he turned pale and looked at Mo Lan, choking with sobs, almost subconsciously relying on him. Thinking of Mo Lan's heroic appearance on the horse, his heart became more and more hopeful.

"It was a relic of my deceased mother. It was a dowry gift from my mother in the past. My name was engraved on it... It disappeared before and was never found again. I didn't expect it to be here."

"Sister Mo Lan, I must get this hairpin today."

Minglan frowned and looked at the two of them, "But in this male-female team-up, your second brother will definitely be paired with the third sister. There...there are no familiar men here. Who are you going to fight with, the fourth sister?"

Minglan tightened her handkerchief. She was as confident as Miss Yu San. If she went up and asked the young master, he would definitely agree.

This was the best solution at the moment. When she closed her eyes, she remembered her mother-in-law's words about staying humble.

We have been guarding it until now, we cannot expose it at this time...

Ming Lan had a lot on her mind, but Mo Lan didn't have any worries at all. All she had to do was find a man who knew how to ride a horse. She didn't need to cooperate. She was sure she could win.

Not only can she win against these two brothers and sisters, she can win even if Gu Tingye ends up in person.

Zhao Ceying had been watching Mo Lan from afar when he was drinking tea with the Xie brothers. Naturally, he noticed that the woman in purple was losing her temper. When she saw the lottery, her expression almost made her cry.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that this hairpin was originally a relic of the mother of the eldest daughter of the Yu family, so naturally they wanted to fight for it.

What Miss Sheng Liu said is true. There is a male and female team, but there is currently one man missing. He lives in Yuzhou and has rarely been exposed to polo. But fortunately, his horse skills are good, which makes up for this shortcoming and strengthens his courage. He walked forward and called out, "Miss Sheng Si."

Minglan and Yu Yanran were secretly surprised when they heard the familiar tone.

Time was running out now, so Mo Lan responded and then asked. "Master Zhao can play polo?"

When their eyes met, Zhao Ceying could clearly see the sharp and sincere ambition in his eyes, a look he had never seen in any woman's eyes.

The look in the unusual woman's eyes was enough to make his heart flutter.

Zhao Ceying nodded, and inadvertently, his face turned red again. He was at a loss and followed Mo Lan to get the polo stick, and rolled onto the horse with a sharp roll.

Minglan looked at the backs of the two people leaving one after another. She just looked dull on the outside, but she knew a lot in her heart, she just didn't want to say it out loud.

This... Zhao Ceying's feelings for her fourth sister are too straightforward, and every move shows appreciation or joy.

Buwei tiptoed to Minglan's side and said, "Miss Shengliu, my young master is waiting for you in the pavilion and wants to have a few words with the girl."

Minglan's heart palpitated for a moment, and she remembered that her grandmother had taken her to see Mr. He a few days ago, and even let the two of them sit in the same room and chat for a few words. How could she not understand what her grandmother meant...

I understand, but I can't control my heart.

Across a curtain, she listened to Young Master Qi's words. These words made her heart beat suddenly. It turned out that Young Master Qi had encouraged Yongchang's Mansion to hold this polo match just to see her.

It was really unreasonable, but beneath it was the passion of a handsome young man.

Let me ask you, she is a little concubine. Everyone else looks at her blankly. She is not as intelligent as the fourth sister, and her status is not as good as the fifth sister. How can she not be moved by the young father-in-law?

Like poison wrapped in honey.

Now she understood her grandmother's words better. She and her young father-in-law seemed to be close at hand, but in fact they were far away.

Even if she doesn't come this time, the young father-in-law will find other ways to get her to come. This was also the case when he gave the purple hair pen.

The young father-in-law never cared about her thoughts, and just let Buwei put it into her hands.

Her father didn't dare to cause trouble with the Duke of Qi's mansion, so he blamed her in the end and used the Lang Haobi incident to reprimand her.

There seemed to be no equality between them. How could someone who had always been pampered and held in the palm of someone's hand... really think about what she needed?

And what she really needs, can the young father-in-law really afford it?