The killer concubine of the sick prince

"The next game is the women's polo match, why don't you try it?" Zhao Ruixi snorted, his tone as stiff as a board.

"What am I going to do?" Jiang Jiuyi asked subconsciously.

"Anyway, it's easy for 'Princess Xi' to win the support of a few admirers."

Even now, Jiang Jiuyi still couldn't adapt to Zhao Ruixi's behavior of getting into the jealousy from time to time, so she leaned up to Zhao Ruixi and whispered rigidly: "It's not fair for me to go to a real woman."

Even if he is now a woman with the body of a teenager, there is no doubt that he is a man. Women are of course brave, but it is unfair for him to cheat the competition like this.

"—Besides, I don't need other people's admiration."

Zhao Ruixi's words were automatically translated into "I only want your love" when Zhao Ruixi heard them. Immediately, he became elated, and his brows were brimming with joy, which made Lao Wu shiver for a while, and directly moved the stool to the side.

But before he was happy for a while, Jiang Jiuyi teased him again, with a look of open eyes, "Let's bet to win or lose!"

From Zhao Ruixi's point of view, winning or losing is a matter of no suspense. On Darong's territory, if Duzhen wants to stay quietly until next year's big tribute, he will definitely be a little less clever.This is not just a school test, but also a test of political attitude.

"No suspense."

But Jiang Jiuyi persisted, "Let's guess how many goals we will lose."

In the modern society, Jiang Jiuyi would bet on two balls to buy happiness during the execution of tasks. He has won and lost, but seeing the ball is like betting on winning or losing. This is probably the nature of a man in his bones. Even if there is no bet, Also have to guess.

"Two goals." Zhao Ruixi didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and said lazily, "What do you want to bet on?"

"That jade dagger in the treasury!" Jiang Jiuyi said without hesitation: "One ball!"

Zhao Ruixi laughed, and gave him the keys to the entire treasury, and even wanted to gamble with this, which is a casual thing.But that jade dagger is indeed a good thing, it is crystal clear, although it is made of jade, it is extremely sharp and exquisitely carved, it is something left by his mother.

Hearing that the two were betting, Zhao Ruiyi, who just wanted to stay away, immediately approached, "What are you betting on?"

After listening to it, he chose to call his fourth brother without hesitation. Zhao Ruixi smiled and said: "Be careful if you trust me so much, you won't even have any pants left."

Zhao Ruiyi waved his hand, very arrogant, "Even if the fourth brother cheated me, I would be happy, not to mention that if they dare to lose only one goal, they will have the guts of a bear."

This is not unreasonable, every emperor knows how to allow others to snore on the side of the couch, especially a self-willed emperor like Zhao Fuqing will do everything possible to get rid of opponents he thinks are threatening, but nothing is really wrong Silly, it is impossible to lose only one goal.

But if Kedu really has the heart of disobedience-maybe this game will be a draw.

Jiang Jiuning, who was sitting by the side, heard that the three of them were going to bet for a round, so he simply placed a bet, "Take 1000 taels of silver, and I bet that I will only lose one ball."

Zhao Ruixi was not surprised by Jiang Jiuning's choice, but Zhao Ruiyi looked a little disappointed, looked at her anxiously and asked, "Don't you believe me?"

Jiang Jiuning couldn't resist Zhao Ruiyi's gaze, turned to another place, and said softly, "Yi'er is my sister."

Hearing these words, Zhao Ruixi laughed, patted Jiang Jiuyi's hand and said with a smile, "Good sister!"

Jiang Jiuyi was so angry that she pinched him.

Soon, the game began with the sound of drums and horns. Each team has six players, and within an hour, the one who scores more goals wins.

It was just a game, but everyone became serious.

Darong's side is headed by Prince Zhao Ruijing, behind him are Dong Yiheng, Wang Hengqi, the eighth prince Zhao Ruiqi, and a few other princes he doesn't know, but Duzhen's side is Prince Mozhe with a few young warriors.As for the war horse under his crotch, Dayong chose a good horse bred in the Hetao area, but Du Zhen was their marching horse.

Men will always be interested in these things.

The equipment of the two cavalry teams, the physique and performance of the horses.

It's as if modern man would be interested in weapons and armor.

Jiang Jiuyi didn't understand horses, but she just looked at Ke Duzhen's horse with firmer eyes, not as clear and clean as a deer's than the one on Dayong's side.

The atmosphere in the field was heated up rapidly, shouts and cheers were endless, and the sound of majestic war drums seemed to be beating on the heart one after another.

Prince Zhao Ruijing took the lead and grabbed the first goal, and then organized the players to start the reunion battle and attack the goal.Jiang Jiuyi looked at it and said something bad in her heart. Da Rong's cavalry team was afraid that they were in a hurry to win. They ignored the defense at the rear when they took the lead in attacking. It was too late to return to defense when Mozhe snatched the ball away with one shot. Night.

I saw that Kedu rushed towards the goal like a broken bamboo, but Darong's cavalry was unable to defend, only Wang Hengqi galloped away and knocked the ball away first, but he was surrounded and couldn't turn the tide. Zhen cut off halfway and attacked the goal again.

puff, puff...

Under Mozhe's shot, the ball -- hit the woodwork.

There was a burst of sighs in the arena, some were rejoicing and some were regretting.

The Darong cavalry team finally reacted and galloped immediately, organized an interception and launched a second attack halfway, the ball was hit high in the dust, and someone jumped up and directly hit the ball towards Keduzhen's defense, Wang Heng Qi Yima rushed out first and intercepted the ball halfway, but the real samurai hit him directly, he dodged sideways and took the opportunity to pass the ball to the prince who was already rushing towards the goal.

at last!

The ball is in!

Cheers broke out in the arena, it was so lively that it seemed to overwhelm the entire Xishan hunting ground, and the sound of the drums became more and more intense, which made people's hearts boil.

As the saying goes, the prince immediately organized another wave of attack, preparing to take advantage of the victory to win the game.

The fighting spirit of the Darong Cavalry was not as high as that of the Darong Cavalry, but they all seemed a little lacking in fighting spirit, attacking and returning to defense as if they had completed a mission, as if just to make the loss less ugly.

Soon, Da Rong scored the second goal.

Just when everyone thought there would be a third ball and a fourth ball, they found that the Daei Horse team, which had the upper hand at the beginning, became passive, and the field became anxious, with the ball constantly between the horseshoe and the club Flying around, but can't get in the door.

Until the whistle blew at the end of the first half, Ke Duzhen, who got nothing, finally scored the first goal at the buzzer.

The score is now three to one.

It is obvious that Dayong is in the lead, but everyone present has solemn expressions. Everyone knows that as time goes by, their warriors have begun to be at a disadvantage.

What will happen in the second half?

No one knows.

Only fools who don't understand football are still elated by such a result.