Yang Meitian was injured and was taken by Ye Liangyang to smear the medicine.

Ye Liangyang looked at the flesh that was still bleeding, and his heart hurt.

"It's all bad for the husband, it's too useless......"

"No, it's that Xuanyuan Yulong is too villainous, and the husband is naturally a good ......"

A huge man squatted in front of Yang Meitian, and his eyes were red.

"It's okay for my husband, it's just hard work, madam."

"Okay, just clean it up, and there is a stick of incense."

"If you don't fight, you can't do it......"

"Naturally, it's not good, your Wenyin's sister's face, don't lose it at this time."

Yang Meitian knows how important this match is to Wen Yin.

The competition between the former and the current husband is a lively event whenever it spreads.

If you win, there will be light in the Prime Minister's Mansion, there will be light in the Ye family, and there will be light in the General's Mansion.

But if he loses, these lights will become sinister villains.

"But Madame, you hurt ......"

Ye Liangyang really couldn't bear the woman he loved to play with an injury.

"Big brother, I'll take care of my sister-in-law later."

Wen Yin came over at this time, she had already taken off her silk gown and changed into a narrow-sleeved tunic outfit.

The decoration of one end was also taken off, and only a hairpin was used to pull a bun on the top of the head, which looked capable and refreshing.

Yang Meitian was stunned: "Sister Yin'er, can you also play polo?" ”

Ye Liangyang was also a little surprised.

In his memory, this sister had never only practiced piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and had never heard of playing polo.

Wen Yin handed the gold sore medicine she had taken from Xue Lin to Yang Meitian, and after carefully explaining the usage, she said: "This matter is about the face of the Wen family, Yin'er will not mess around, but she just wronged her sister-in-law for Yin'er's pain." ”

Yang Meitian saw firmness in Wen Yin's eyes, and knew that this sister had her own ideas, so she no longer shirked.

"After that sister comes on the field, take care of your eldest brother's waist."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry."

So, Yang Meitian went off the field, and Wen Yin played.

It was because Wen Chengming saw Wen Yin that he noticed the table not far away from his wife.

Zhou Huansheng looked at Wen Chengming and said, "Is the Prime Minister going to Madame's side?" ”

Wen Chengming rubbed his fingers and shook his head: "No, it's not as pleasant to chat with a woman as it is to be with Lord Zhou." ”

Zhou Huansheng shook his head, how could he not know what Wen Chengming was thinking in his heart.

Wen Chengming took in a concubine a few years ago, and since then he has been separated from his wife.

"But it's all jealousy, to be a man, you have to be generous, bow your head first, it's nothing, you say yes."

In addition to the main outdoor in Zhou Huansheng's house, he also has a three-room concubine.

As the head of the family, he thinks that the relationship between the family is handled appropriately.

And the trick of this is that he can bend and stretch, be a man on the outside, and be a grandson on the inside.

Wen Chengming chuckled: "Watch the game, my daughter is on the field, your champion is going to be miserable." ”

Only then did Zhou Huansheng notice that Yang Meitian had left the game.

And the position of guarding the door was given to Ye Liangye, and Wen Yin rode a horse and stood beside Song Chengyu.

"Your daughter knows polo?"

"No, it's not bad."

Ye Xiudi didn't let Wen Yin come over to watch the game before, and she also had concerns about this, Ye Xiudi was worried that Wen Yin would rush to the court in a hurry, and it would not look good if she lost, and if she won, she would only lose face for her husband.

Now it's three to two, although it's lagging behind, but it's not embarrassing.

Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, not to mention that the team that is best at playing polo in the capital is still the one who is fighting against.

The husband and wife are on the field together at this time, but it will become a good story.

Nalan Rongjin didn't know that Wen Yin could ride a horse, let alone polo.

Seeing Wen Yin on the court, his frowning brows couldn't relax.

Xuanyuan Yulong saw Wen Yin coming up and teased: "This is Miss Wen, the daughter of the prime minister, compared to the woman just now, she is indeed much better-looking." ”

As he spoke, a pair of eyes did not forget to look at Wen Yin.

Wen Yin was not pleasant to see by Xuanyuan Yulong's burning eyes.

Song Chengyu took the reins and took a few steps forward, blocking in front of Wen Yin.

"Thirteen princes, the sticks on the court have no eyes, if you hurt the prince later, please bear more."

Song Chengyu's words caused Xuanyuan Yulong to snort coldly: "Playing yin tricks, heh!" ”

Nalan Rongjin looked at Wen Yin, only to see that she was dressed in plain clothes and waist, simple and clean, and then looked at the face like a peach blossom, and a pair of Danfeng eyes contained the confidence and grace of a woman.

It's been a long time.

Goodbye this side turned out to be different from before, which made Nalan Rongjin feel a little moved in his heart.

As far as Nalan Rongjin is concerned, they haven't seen it for more than a month.

But for Wen Yin, the man in front of her has not met this person in nearly six years.

In her previous life, she closed herself in a small courtyard, only hearing that he married a wife and had children, his official fortune was smooth, and he was promoted all the way to Shoufu, and he was the most respected celebrity in the court.

Once upon a time, she also felt sorry for herself because of this person, blaming God for why she had such a bad fate.

But now, in front of her former lover, her mind is full of Nalan Rongjin's gaffe when she took out her red belly pocket in front of Song Chengyu, and her calculations when she gave the letter to Song Chengyu.

Such a villain, where is it worth remembering Wen Yin.

Even in the eyes that looked at Nalan Rongjin, she had two more points of disdain and indifference.

Nalan Rongjin pursed his thin lips, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or remorseful under his handsome face, but he was unwilling to be in it.

This woman loved and hated him more than a month ago, and the clear aftermath was gone.

It's only been a long time, and I've come to the point where I don't recognize people.

Is such a big change because of Song Chengyu?

Nalan Rongjin gritted his teeth and put all his attention on polo.

A gong sounded, and the ball flew off the grass.

Wen Yin stretched out the pole and took the lead in controlling the polo.

Song Chengyu walked away and gave Wen Yin enough opportunities to pass the ball when Wen Yin was besieged.

The ball came out, and Ye Liangxing stepped on the horse's back and controlled the ball.

Nalan Rongjin's party was deceived by Song Chengyu's feints, and they were angry and went to chase Ye Liangxing.

Before Ye Liangxing was completely besieged, he gave the ball to Ye Liangyang very lightly.

However, Ye Liangyang knew what his level was, and quickly passed the ball to Song Chengyu.

Another single belt, Wen Yin cooperated left and right, and Song Chengyu scored again.

Three to three was divided.

Wen Yin happily dismounted, and everyone gathered together to high-five.

On Nalan Rongjin's side, several children of the family were annoyed and blamed.

"Xuanyuan Yulong, can you have a positive shape, spend all day drinking to go to the brothel, this is the arena, don't just follow the young grandmother of the Song family with a pair of eyes, watch the ball well!"

Yu Xianwei was not happy with him, so he simply mentioned it by name.

Xuanyuan Yulong was blamed, and his cheeks were hot: "What are you talking about, I didn't watch the ball just now." ”

Wei Yuhe also interjected in a timely manner: "A pair of eyes have to be seen through by others, as for it!" You are not afraid that Lord Huaming will know. ”

Xuanyuan Yulong was angry and roared twice.

Wei Yuhe and Yu Xianwei remembered that he was the identity of the prince, and they swallowed their anger.

Nalan Rongjin listened to everyone's words and pursed his lips tightly.

It's just that next, Nalan Rongjin's eyes when he looked at Xuanyuan Yulong also changed.