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"Come here, play Kemari for you!" the boy laughed, shaking the ball in his hand.

Han Moyu took a step forward and stopped.

However, all eyes were focused on Han Moyu, and Han Moyu's small step attracted laughter.

"Hahaha~~~~" The young man in the brocade dress who was holding the juju brocade clothes laughed and beat the trunk of the tree, turned his head and said to the young man behind him: "Haha, fifth brother, I finally found that I am more fun than you!Look at his appearance~~~~ It's ridiculous~~~~~Hahaha~~~~ Look at him, his legs can't be straight~~~ Hahaha~~~~~"

"Which kid are you?" said a young man in brocade holding a grass ball.

Han Moyu took a step back, and almost fell down with his legs, causing everyone to burst into laughter. Han Moyu's face turned red, and he glanced around with some shame, but did not answer the question of the young man in front of him.

The brocade-clothed young man grabbed Han Moyu's shirt and said slightly angrily: "I am the dignified Fourth Prince, I asked, how dare you not answer?"

Han Moyu was stunned for a moment, it turned out that the brocade-clothed young man in front of her was the rumored domineering Fourth Prince? She glanced around, and the group of people in front of her were either rich or expensive, and it was not something she could afford to provoke. The hero doesn't suffer the immediate loss, so let's be obedient. So she had no choice but to whisper: "I am the second son of General Han's family, and my name is Han Moyu. ”

"Hanfu?" The fourth prince smiled and turned his head to look at the delicate girl behind him: "Sister Rongxi, didn't you say that the young master of the Hanfu brought back a younger brother? Could it be this? Didn't you still beg your father and the emperor that you wanted the younger brother of the young master to be your attendant?

The beautiful girl blushed, but her apricot eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Don't laugh! I heard that the Hanfu found the child who was separated many years ago, I just thought that I just lacked an attendant, so I asked my father for it, and how did I know that it was a lame man!"

The crowd laughed even harder.

"Haha, a dignified princess of the royal family, but she chose a lame man as a companion~~~Hahaha~~~" The four princes laughed, "I'm afraid that Sister Rong Xi is a drunkard and is not in the bar?"

Princess Fu Rongxi was angry, but she couldn't pounce and hit the fourth prince, so she had to step forward and smack Han Moyu in the mouth, making Han Moyu dizzy, and scolded: "It's all your fault for this broom star!

Han Mo was blinded, and she felt a salty thing gushing out of the corner of her mouth, and she reached out to wipe it, and her cuffs were stained with red blood. Han Moyu glanced at the bloodstain and quickly came back to his senses.

The teenagers had already stepped forward and surrounded her, pulling at her clothes and frolicking. One of them also reached out and hooked Han Moyu's chin, and said with a smile: "You see, a big man doesn't have a beard, but he has a pitiful fox look...... It's ridiculous~~~~~~~"

"I haven't grown up yet, of course I don't have a beard!" Han Moyu couldn't help but be a little annoyed, "You touch your own face, do you have it?!"

The boy was visibly stunned, he was in the midst of a voice change, but his beard had not yet grown, so his face was still smooth and flawless. He looked the child in front of him up and down, and saw that he was younger than himself.

However, what the prince said had always been a golden rule, but now he was pushed back by a child, which made him, a half-grown boy, a little annoyed and angry. He grabbed Han Moyu's shirt and glared angrily, but he couldn't say anything to refute it.

However, the other teenager reached out to Han Moyu again.

"Let go of me! I'm here to congratulate the queen on her birthday, not to suffer this humiliation!" Han Moyu dodged the man's outstretched hand, and took a few steps back when the person in front of him let go. She racked her brains to think of a way to get out, she clearly knew that she couldn't afford to offend any of the people in front of her. can't be provoked, she can't bear it and can hide.

But in this situation, how to hide?

Maybe it was because Han Moyu's skin was smooth and delicate, and someone reached out and touched Han Moyu's face. Han Moyu couldn't hold back his anger, and without thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and slapped him.

The crowd was stunned. There was silence for a while. Han Moyu looked at it, and saw a red and swollen slap print on the white face of the young man in front of him. Han Moyu was also frightened by his actions, and stared at the brocade-clothed young man for a while, not knowing what to do.

The young man's face was initially filled with disbelief, followed by shame and murderous intent. Han Moyu panicked and took two steps back. She remembered that the fourth prince had just called this young man the fifth brother, so he was the fifth prince? She actually hit the fifth prince by mistake? The rumored fifth prince who had revenge? Han Moyu's mind was suddenly clouded.

"Dare to hurt His Royal Highness! Hit me!" shouted in the silent crowd.

The teenagers pounced one after another, pushing Han Moyu, punching and kicking.

Han Moyu covered his face and head while trying to struggle to get up from the ground. But she felt countless hands pushing her, countless pairs of feet kicking and hitting her. The fists and feet rained down like heads. And the pain also struck. Unable to escape, she was unable to struggle, so she curled up in a ball on the ground, fisted and kicked.

"What's going on?" I don't know how long it took, and faintly, a gentle and elegant voice came.

Princess Fu Rongxi screamed with joy: "Brother Yu!"

Everyone heard the shout, let go of Han Moyu, got up and patted the dust on their bodies, tidied up their clothes, and changed back to the appearance of an elegant and polite nobleman.

Han Moyu's hair was scattered, and his whole body was like broken bones, and the pain was unbearable. She slowly got up from the ground with a body of dust. As soon as she raised her head, she met Han Changyu's calm eyes.

Gentle, deep, and quiet. When he stared at Han Moyu with such a pair of eyes, he felt distressed and angry. Han Moyu felt a little worried, she hurriedly brushed her unkempt hair back, and showed a silly smile towards Han Changyu.

Han Changyu frowned slightly. Everyone followed Han Changyu's gaze and looked at Han Moyu. I saw that she was covered with mud, and her hair was unkempt, reflecting the immature but stunning face, which was even more touching and distressing. At that moment, everyone seemed to be dazzled, and felt that what was standing in front of them was not a half-grown teenager, but a young girl.