"This king really hasn't heard of it, you shout."

"Be careful, my dad is carrying a big knife to cut you."

Chi Bangyue couldn't shout, her ears turned a little red, and she threatened Ning Huaizhao with a fierce look.

"If Master Hou really does this, Ah Bao won't help this king?"

"No."

Chi Bangyue snorted squeamishly, and her small mouth pouted so that she could hang up the oil bottle.

Ning Huaizhao hooked his lips, the pampering in his eyes was about to overflow, he lowered his head and kissed Chi Wanyue's lips, and before he could speak, he heard Ning Hanyu's voice behind him.

"It turns out that the little county lord is here, but it's really easy for me to find."

Chi Bangyue and Ning Huaizhao both turned their heads to look over, and frowned in unison.

"Does the third prince have anything to do with the little girl?"

Chi Bangyue's tone was detached and light, and she had completely different attitudes when facing Ning Huaizhao.

Ning Hanyu's gaze touched the garland on Chi Wanyue's wrist, which was dyed with a layer of shadow, and quickly disappeared from the corner of his eye.

"It seems that the little county lord has already received the garland."

Chi Bangyue pulled her lips and smirked, and when she spoke, she was very direct: "The third prince should spend more time on other noble girls, don't waste it on the little girl, and finally miss the good fate." ”

was rejected by a woman like this, Ning Hanyu's face was naturally not too good-looking, and the coldness in her eyes became more and more obvious.

With a chuckle, he raised his eyes to look at Ning Huaizhao, his voice was soft, but there was a provocation between the lines.

"My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good, I think the little princess is my good marriage."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Chi Bangyue and handed her the garland in his hand.

Chi Bangyue definitely wouldn't take it, but before she could move, Ning Huaizhao reached out and grabbed Ning Hanyu's wrist, wanting to block his hand back.

Not to be outdone, Ning Hanyu moved dexterously with his hands, and he and Ning Huaizhao were next to the stable.

A few noble ladies stood beside him at a loss, and not far away, Pei Yan saw this scene, and a light and shadow of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes.

Ning Huaizhao and Ning Hanyu come and go, the palm wind is fierce, and the people who watch are dazzled.

Ning Huaizhao was better after all, after more than a dozen rounds, Ning Hanyu fell behind, was slapped on the chest by Ning Huaizhao, staggered back a few steps before he could stabilize his body, and raised his eyes to look at Ning Huaizhao.

The eyes of the two men met in the air, flickering sparks and gloom, each not giving in.

I don't know how long the confrontation lasted, Ning Han withdrew his hand, smoothed the folds of the clothes on his chest, and loudly broke the tense and silent atmosphere.

"Haha, Thirteen's martial arts have really grown a lot, unlike when I was a child, I was beaten and had no power to fight back."

Hearing him mention the things when he was a child, Ning Huaizhao's expression became more and more gloomy, of course he couldn't forget the feeling of Ning Hanyu stepping on his head.

"Then you will wait for the day when this king beats you and you enter the underworld!"

Ning Huaizhao's voice was mixed with fierceness, low and gloomy, as if it was decorated with heavy water, and it made people feel suffocated in their hearts when they listened to it.

Although Ning Hanyu had a smile on his face, he couldn't hide the killing intent in his eyes.

And when Chi Bangyue heard that he bullied Ning Huaizhao when he was a child, his temper couldn't be suppressed.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his thoughts of beating him up, raised his feet and walked in front of Ning Huaizhao, and pulled out a smile.

"Isn't the third prince going to give the little girl a wreath?"

Ning Hanyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ning Huaizhao, his expression slightly playful.

"Yes, this prince has made a special trip to send a wreath to the little county lord, and I hope the little county lord will be victorious."

He raised his feet and walked towards Chi Bangyue, looking at Ning Huaizhao with a blank look, but found that he didn't move.

It's not that he is not jealous, it's just that he absolutely trusts Chi Bangyue, this trust is accumulated from getting along day after day, and Chi Bangyue feeds him day after day.

He knew that Chi Bangyue must have his own reasons for doing this, so he didn't stop him.

Ning Hanyu walked up to the two of them and handed the garland in his hand to Chi Bangyue.

She reached out and took it, looked through it a few times, and there were agate beads and some colorful fake flowers on it, which looked quite extravagant.

She got it to her horse, shook the garland in her hand, and said in a sweet voice: "Little flower, do you like it?" ”

The horse, whom she called Little Flower, breathed hot air from its mouth and nose, and then bit the wreath in its mouth, tearing it to pieces, and then spit out the fake flowers and agate beads.

Mixed with the saliva of the horses and the dirt and horse material on the ground, it was a mess.

"Chi Bangyue, you ......"

Ning Hanyu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and she was just about to question Chi Bangyue, but she took the lead.

"Third prince, look, even a beast like Xiaohua likes the garland you sent, and all of them are left in its nest."

"It's so happy, and when we race, I'm going to be able to be very brave and help me win the championship."

What this said meant is that Ning Hanyu's aesthetics and beasts are put on a par, and no one can stand such a wretched spirit.

Ning Hanyu's head was about to smoke, his face was very ugly, and his facial features became more and more hideous.

"Chi Bangyue, you dare to play this prince!"

"The third prince gave this wreath to the little girl, isn't it just to wish the little girl a victory? Xiaohua is the key to my victory, it likes it so much, the third prince should be happy. ”

"You ......"

He took a step forward, stretched out his hand and pointed at Chi Bangyue, his anger was on his head, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out a little.

Seeing him approaching, pointing his finger at Chi Bangyue, Ning Huaizhao stretched out his arm for a day, put it on Chi Bangyue's waist, quickly hugged her body back, and kicked him in the chest.

Some people around exclaimed, causing a commotion, and it happened that a little eunuch came to spread the news that the game had begun, and Ning Yun was still waiting to see.

Ning Hanyu held back the sullen breath in his chest, and looked at Chi Wanyue with a fierce look in his eyes, as if he was spitting out a poisonous snake.

Ning Yun is still waiting to watch the game, and as a royal family, he will inevitably be harshly criticized for this matter.

No matter who is right or wrong, Ning Yun will not take sides, and at that time, it will only make Ning Yun feel that he is not calm enough, not to mention that he also lost to Ning Huaizhao.

When this matter is said, no one can hold it on their faces, after all, a prince who is taught martial arts by the best teachers of this dynasty is not as good as an abandoned son who is exiled to the border.

When he said it, his face was dull, and the face of the royal family was the same as him, so naturally it was not good-looking.

He still had to swallow this sullen breath.

Thinking about the stakes, Ning Hanyu's face turned a little blue, and his angry eyes turned red.

Unexpectedly, Ning Huaizhao and Chi Bangyue are both bold and reckless masters.

Looking up at the two people hugging each other, the viciousness in Ning Hanyu's eyes became more and more intense.