The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

The nobles of Yanjing, the ladies and young men of the aristocratic families sat down one after another.

Then, deafening drumbeats came from the stands.

The sound of the drums was deafening, attracting the attention of everyone in the stands.

Shen Mi sat next to Shen Li, looking at the young men in the audience with a calm expression, and climbed onto the horse with a baseball stick in hand.

She knew that before the Qionghua Banquet began every year, the nobles of Yanjing City would have two polo matches.

This game requires a lot of skill and is also very intense.

However, in addition to the young men who came to the Qionghua Banquet, a small number of girls will also participate in this polo match.

The drums were beating loudly off the field, and the young men were looking heroic, holding horse whips and pulling the reins.

In the breeze, the sounds of shouting and laughing from many women beside Shen Mi could be heard.

She lowered her eyes to look below the stage, and saw Shen Feng, Shen Yu and Su Xun, lifting their robes and jumping onto their horses.

Several people pulled the reins with one hand and held the riding stick with the other, looking at the people opposite.

Shen Mi frowned, "Brother loves to join in the fun so much? He even brought Su Xun with him."

"This Su Xun is just a weak scholar, how can he play polo?"

Shen Li beside him smiled indifferently and looked back at Shen Mi.

"Mi'er, I don't think this Su Xun looks like a weak scholar."

Shen Mi picked up the teacup, lowered her head and took a sip.

Before she raised her eyes, she heard the women's exclamations and laughter again.

In an instant, the surroundings became noisy. She raised her eyes to look below the stands and saw the prince in a golden robe, holding a riding stick and climbing onto his horse.

The prince sat on the horse, stretched out his hand to pull the reins, looking determined to win.

Outside the venue was a woman wearing a purple tulle skirt.

The woman was wearing a veil, and judging from her figure and posture, it was undoubtedly Shen Shu.

Shen Mi frowned. She didn't expect that Shen Shu actually changed her clothes?

Moreover, it was the purple color she usually wore.

Shen Shu has never liked purple, so why would she suddenly wear her favorite color purple?

And even the veil was the same as hers.

She is not afraid of anything else but she is afraid that someone will deliberately learn from her or imitate her.

The prince's arrival attracted the attention of many girls.

This also includes Pinellia, the daughter of Zuo Xiang.

Although Fang Banxia has an ordinary appearance, he has a kind heart. He appears to be gentle on the surface, but he is also very cunning.

She grew up in Yanjing City and was born in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even though she was born ordinary, she was like a star among the crowd.

When looking at some things, my mind is as clear as a mirror.

These days, the Queen has sent people to the Prime Minister's residence and summoned her into the palace, with the purpose of letting her enter the Eastern Palace.

Her eyes fell on the prince on horseback, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

But when she looked at the girl in purple in the stands, her eyes suddenly became cold.

She asked the maid beside her, "Who is the woman who is holding something for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince under the stage? Why is she wearing a veil?"

The maid whispered in her ear, "My lady, it seems that she is the prince's concubine who is kept as a concubine."

"There are rumors in Yanjing that it is the third young lady of the Shen family."

Fang Banxia sneered, placed the teacup in his hand steadily on the table, and looked at Shen Shu's figure carefully with raised eyebrows.

Although Shen Shu's appearance is somewhat different from Shen Mi's, she is also a beauty and is proficient in bed affairs, which makes the prince infatuated with her.

She said sarcastically: "If your majesty doesn't let her enter the East Palace, she will just be a lowly concubine who is not worthy of being on the stage."

"The prince was brought to the Qionghua Banquet as well."

The sound of the drums gradually faded, and the young people on the field were divided into two teams.

There were Shen Feng, Shen Yu, Su Xun, and two other young men from prominent families in Yanjing, a total of five people.

The other team was the crown prince, the second son of the Ningyuan Marquis's mansion, Wen Yan, and the eldest son of the Xiao family, Xiao Shen, who was the Minister of the Central Secretariat, and two of the crown prince's retainers.

To be exact, the people in the prince's team are basically his confidants or retainers.

Wen Yan's gaze fell on Shen Feng and Shen Yu, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly in a sarcastic arc.

The Wen family, the Zhang family, and the Shen family are the three marquises of Dayan.

Among them, Marquis Pingyang and Marquis Ningyuan plotted for the prince. Now that Marquis Pingyang is gone, the Shen family is left with only two useless people, Shen Feng and Shen Yu.

Other noble families felt that the Shen family was easy to bully.

As the Ningyuan Marquis, he naturally looked down on the two brothers.

Although Dayan enfeoffed three marquises, the three marquises privately compared themselves with each other.

Wen Yan held the reins with one hand and carried the riding stick on his shoulder with the other.

His eyes fell on Shen Yu and Shen Feng opposite him, and he sneered: "I can't believe that these two losers from Pingyang Marquis's Mansion would also play polo."

"Playing polo requires skill. If you are not careful, you may lose your life."

"The two young masters are known in Yanjing City for being dissolute and unlearned. I never thought that they could play polo."

Shen Feng pulled the reins, looked at Xiao Shen and Wen Yan, and said politely: "He was just playing polo, how could his life be at stake?"

"The winner has not yet been decided, everyone will compete based on their own abilities."

"Heh..." Xiao Shen, who was beside Wen Yan, looked at the prince who had a cold expression beside him.

"Could it be that your polo skills are better than our Crown Prince's?"

Shen Feng and Shen Yu politely saluted the prince, and the moment they lowered their eyes, hatred grew in their eyes.

Shen Feng said: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is a rare talent. How dare I be compared with Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Big brother is right." Shen Yu on the side also spoke.

The prince had a cold expression on his face. He glanced at Shen Feng and Shen Yu, then his eyes fell on Su Xun.

He asked, "Whose family are you from? Why have I never seen you before?"

Su Xun sat on the horse and nodded politely.

"Your Highness, I am a student who is going to Beijing to take the imperial examination. I am a good friend of Master Su."

"I am honored to be here today to attend this annual Qionghua Banquet."

The prince frowned, "A student who came to Beijing to take the imperial examination? Has he finished the provincial examination? But is he the top scorer?"

Su Xun said: "He is the champion of the provincial examination."

As soon as Su Xun finished speaking, the prince's eyes lit up slightly and he looked at Su Xun carefully.

He suddenly curled his lips and smiled, "The champion of the provincial examination is a rare talent."

"I see that you have an extraordinary appearance, and you will have a bright future."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness." Su Xun answered respectfully, and the deafening drumbeats sounded again.

The polo match officially begins.

Shen Mi, who was in the stands, watched the conversation between Su Xun and the prince from afar and seemed to feel that something was wrong.

Could it be that what happened in the previous life is happening again?

Will Su Xun eventually become the prince's counselor?

The sound of drums penetrated my eardrums, and several people on horses below the stage started playing polo with horse sticks.

In the dense forest in the north, Murong Che walked out of the forest with a cold face and dressed in black.

Fu Ying dragged several men in black out of the dense forest and kicked them to the ground with great force.

"Fourth Master, this is the fifth one."

Murong Che turned around and looked at the man in black lazily.

He curled his lips slightly, his smile evil and dangerous.

"Untie his hole."

"Yes, Fourth Master."

After Fu Ying received the order, he stretched out his hand to untie the black clothes' acupoints, and the man in black immediately opened his mouth to bite him.

Before he could open his mouth, Fu Ying rushed over like lightning, reached out and roughly pried open the black-clothed man's lips and teeth, and took out the poison pill under his tongue.

The poison pill was thrown on the ground, and the man in black stared at Murong Che.

Murong Che looked at him and sneered: "Want to die?"

"The King of Hell won't take you."

"How about this? I will teach you how to die more comfortably."

As he spoke, he walked over casually and slowly squatted beside the man in black.

A sharp dagger was pulled out from his waist. He looked evil and his voice was extremely dangerous.

"How about this? Today, I will use this dagger to cut off your flesh piece by piece."

"You are neither able to live nor to die."