The ring match was held in a large open space in the south of the capital.

The ring is surrounded by a place prepared for the people in the city, which is convenient for people to watch the game, and directly behind the ring, there is a high platform that has been built, and the parasols, Taishi chairs, and eight immortal tables are all available on the high platform.

Far away, at the city gate, there was a tall and elegant figure, wearing a fine ice-blue robe, sitting on a white horse, the man with picturesque eyebrows and a warm temperament like jade, all the way over, smiling, beckoning gently to the screaming women.

And those women, when they saw Ye Chengan riding slowly on a horse, they squeezed forward one by one, desperately throwing the flowers in their hands.

"This is Ye Gongzi of the Prime Minister's Mansion!!"

"Ahhhh Ye Gongzi! He's looking at me!! ”

Ye Qiqi couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard those screams in his ears, how could the women in the capital be so crazy.

Behind that Ye Gongzi was a young man with handsome eyebrows, he was wearing a navy blue robe, riding on a red horse, the man's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his sword eyebrows were in the sideburns, and his eyes seemed to be looking at these people impatiently.

"Ahhh It's Murong Gongzi of the General's Mansion!! ”

Murong Gongzi?? Ye Qiqi looked up at him, he was the one who could defeat Wu Zhuangyuan??

When those women saw Murong Gongzi, their enthusiasm did not decrease at all, but they squeezed towards that side even more violently.

Behind him, a man in a moon-white robe, riding on a black horse, with a handsome face, delicate eyebrows, and a long fan in his hand, slowly followed behind Murong Gongzi and shook in.

"Mo Gongzi!! His Royal Highness the Three Princes!! ”

At this moment, even the women around Ye Qiqi screamed, and countless flowers were thrown at that Mo Gongzi.

Mo Gongzi?

Ye Qiqi's heart moved, and he subconsciously looked at that person.

Not...... I don't know if this person is the Mo Gongzi who went to Feihe Villa back then...... Eight years ago, Mo Gongzi seemed to be only nine years old, and now, he should be seventeen years old...... But she seems to be ...... I can't remember what that ink boy looked like......

Just as Ye Qiqi was thinking, the person who walked at the end came out.

He was wearing an ink-colored robe, sitting quietly on a black horse, a pair of eyebrows slightly frowned, like a cold cold light flashing in his eyes like black jade, his skin was as white as jade, the bridge of his nose was straight, a pair of thin lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was like that of Murong Gongzi, full of impatience.

In the next second, Ye Qiqi saw the women who were desperately squeezing forward, and the moment they saw the last person come out, they all ran back towards their seats.

Moreover...... It's amazing that no one dared to throw flowers at that person.

"What's wrong?? They seem to be afraid of the last person ......" Ye Qiqi looked at the scene in front of him with puzzled eyes.

"This son, you're coming to the capital for the first time, right?" Another young man who was also standing in the waiting area looked at Ye Qiqi with a smile and said: "That's our King Jing'an, iron-blooded and ruthless, decisive in killing, and it is said that he hates women the most......"