Li Xuan frowned slightly, and looked at Princess Ankang speechlessly.

"At a young age, I know how to let others carry the black pot."

"Where did you learn all this?"

Li Xuan squinted at Princess Ankang with dissatisfaction.

That is, the little cat who bullied him can't speak now, and when he learns to speak in the future, he will be slandered by the little girl again, and he can still be so silent as now?

Princess Ankang was stared at by Li Xuan for a while, and unnaturally looked away from her, and muttered in a low voice:

"I won't bother with you if I see you cute today."

"But Ah Xuan, if you bully the starling brother in the future, I will really be angry."

At this time, Yu'er in the distance was even more helpless.

Xiaomizi still had that lifeless tone, but he didn't forget to kneel on the ground and help the Eighth Prince up first.

The Eighth Prince raised his eyebrows, and when he heard the tone, it seemed that he continued to strangle Xiaomizi.

Although Xiaomizi said this, he really didn't know what he was wrong.

Unexpectedly, he just showed a little bit of his true strength, which made the Eighth Prince completely lose his fighting spirit.

Although the cat is hard to say, Princess Ankang will never let it go.

She wasn't happy to score, she was happy to have a big bird to play with.

"I even used the art of war, amazing, amazing!"

The next moment, the ball passed through the Merry Eye without hindrance.

It's just that the Eighth Prince doesn't cooperate with him, and there is no good way on his side.

Li Xuan, who was on the side, naturally heard Princess Ankang's words.

He turned his head and glared at Xiaomizi fiercely.

He immediately looked up and did see Ah Xiang's lonely figure.

After Xiaomizi finished shouting, his body brushed and moved.

He looked at Princess Ankang, and then quietly squinted at Li Xuan's reaction.

There's no way, this is all a cooperation that has been practiced countless times, and Ah Xiang has formed muscle memory.

Princess Ankang hurriedly jumped up and stretched out her feet to stop her, but she missed it at all.

The eighth prince was shaken by what Xiaomizi said, but then the tragic situation of the previous three princes flashed in his mind, and he immediately said firmly:

And the royal heirs who were waiting to see the good show of the Eighth Prince were also confused at this time.

With the shout of Xiaomizi, he subconsciously raised his foot, and with the help of Xiaomizi's strength to carry him, he also moved his weight forward.

Seeing that the ball had fallen on top of their heads, Millet Zi was even more anxious:

There was silence.

But this time, Princess Ankang did not "accidentally" kick the ball towards the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince narrowed his eyes and searched for it with great difficulty.

After the eighth prince kicked the ball out, his whole body flipped forward with inertia and came to the front of the field and fell.

"One to zero!"

"Why are they kneeling together, and the eunuch is still crying?"

Seeing that Xiaomizi humbly admitted his mistakes, the face of the eighth prince looked better, and he was about to continue to criticize, but he listened to Xiaomizi continue:

"But Your Highness~"

"Hey, where are Ah Xiang's eyes?"

"Good!"

The Eight Princes of the previous autumn hunting competition also gave horses to teach riding.

After both sides muttered a pass, the game continued.

Li Xuan's strength has an overwhelming advantage, and judging from the current results, it is the Eighth Prince who took the lead in scoring a point.

Xiao Zi also felt that it was not easy to make a difference, so he immediately reported the military situation and persuaded him.

Xiaomizi's brain turned very quickly, and he immediately rounded up his words.

Princess Ankang held the ball and looked at the Eighth Prince, revealing a sweet and sunny smile.

The eighth prince is willing to play well with her, better than anything else.

The Eighth Prince shook his hand.

Princess Ankang now has the shadow of the Eight Emperors in many of her current kicking moves, because she found that imitating the Eight Princes' ball skills made her improve the fastest.

Yu'er came out of nowhere and accused Li Xuan:

"Ah Xuan, we are a game, why did you sleep here?"

For Princess Ankang, he is getting faster and faster to see clearly.

"No, that's not what it meant."

"I said that I hid in the backfield from the beginning, it turned out to be a ploy."

In the stands, several military men who were scratching their ears and cheeks suddenly shouted loudly, and even the others cheered.

On the other side, Xiaomizi said happily.

"No, you don't have any shame to lose!"

Princess Ankang saw that the ball was getting closer and closer to Merry Eye, and suddenly showed a smile.

"Huh?"

But when you are a slave, even if you don't know where you are wrong, as long as the master's temper is wrong, it is the best choice to admit your mistake immediately.

"Do you think I can skip that ball?"

"It's not you who are emotionally humiliated."

Li Xuan nodded and expressed his appreciation.

After all, among all the royal heirs, the eighth prince has the best ball skills.

He knew what the Eighth Prince was afraid of, but he also knew that if they avoided fighting like this and played the final passively, he was afraid that the negative impact would not be much better.

Ah Xiang shouted casually, indicating that he didn't understand, and hovered leisurely in the air.

"Her Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess sent a ball."

The eldest prince, who had rested for a while, asked the fourth prince with some uncertainty.

But the more abnormal the performance of the two of them, the more afraid the Eighth Prince became.

Of course, the Eighth Prince's fear of Li Xuan's strength was also partly the reason.

The eighth prince was reluctant to play football with him, and Princess Ankang was also helpless.

Because since the Keju competition, he has wanted to have a good match with the Eighth Prince.

Seeing that Princess Ankang was about to kick off with the ball, the eighth prince hurriedly protected Xiaomizi in front of him.

Although Li Xuan has the ability to help her take the blame, this approach is not authentic after all.

Li Xuan moved his ears and pretended not to hear.

"Don't you say it's really pretending to be like it?"

Since the ball landed after hitting the Eighth Prince's face, Zhao Bong made a penalty and returned the ball to Princess Ankang.

"Why can't I see clearly?"

The Eighth Prince suddenly looked at Xiaomizi with some confusion.

"It was just a mistake, and it will never happen again."

Millet cooed, swallowed nervously and spit, and did not forget to promise in his mouth:

"Your Highness, don't worry!"

Right and wrong is not a matter of what they should study as a minion.

As a result, Princess Ankang also came over with the ball, jumped over with a smile, and said on the side:

After the silence, the audience was in an uproar!

"I thought that the Eighth Prince wanted Hai Dongqing to perform, but I didn't expect it to be a dark Chen Cang, and the sound of the east and the west."

Li Xuan shook his head and sighed secretly.

"It's probably unlikely."

"Your Highness, you get up first."

Moreover, the eighth prince invited Princess Ankang to come to their free house several times before.

The spectators in the stands watched in bewilderment.

After Zhao Feng finished the penalty, he stood back in his position.

Li Xuan didn't expect this.

Li Xuandu has already touched the fish to this point, and he can't release the water if he wants to.

"Millet Zi, Millet Zi means, isn't this unfortunate loss kicked by the little black cat?"

But in order not to be embarrassed in front of Xiaomizi, the tone is extraordinarily strong.

Whose little princess got into trouble and pushed her kitten's head.

"Leaning on the couch and kicking the moon!"

Xiao Mizi shouted in a loud voice, and then bent down vigorously and carried the Eighth Prince on his back.

Li Xuan knew very well that Princess Ankang wanted to have a good fight with the Eighth Prince at the end.

It was a really high quality shot and it was incredibly fast.

"Your Highness, it's all about losing anyway."

There are even people who are speculating whether there is a fake match on the field.

"Say, what's wrong?"

No one thought that a much-anticipated final would start so strangely.

Especially the tactics of the Eighth Prince's side are even more confusing.

The little girl crossed her waist and watched the ball fly towards the merry eyes, and couldn't help muttering with some regret:

The Eighth Prince asked angrily.

"Ah Xiang, if you can't do it, you can leave me home, don't make trouble for me here!"

The problem now is that the old eight have no fighting spirit and just want the game to end as soon as possible.

Seeing that the ball fell in front of him, Xiaomizi didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly put a foot on the ball before it hit the ground and picked the ball up again.

"Also, if you don't care about the ball just now, Your Highness's leg is going to kick the split."

"Fourth brother, Ankang doesn't want the eighth child to win, right?"

"What do you mean by this, do you think that Ankang's kick doesn't hurt?"

As a result, Xiaomizi met the eyes of the Eighth Prince, the smile on his face gradually stiffened, and the steps that ran over became softer and softer, and finally he slipped and knelt in front of the Eighth Prince.

Princess Ankang didn't care too much when she saw that she had lost a ball, but she smiled on her face.

"We're kneeling here together, and it's not good."

In their opinion, the gap between the two sides is obvious.

"It's over, it's over!"

The eighth prince was reflexively carried by Xiaomizi, facing the sky.

"If you dare to hide again, I'll go back and kick you in the eyes!"

She was so excited just now, the Eight Princes didn't react, it seems that this final is going to be boring.

"As soon as Xiaomizi looked up just now, I saw Ah Xiang looking at us in the sky~"

In fact, his legs are still weak, and it is difficult to get up.

"Wow~"

The cooperation between the Eighth Prince and Xiaomizi is indeed beautiful, attracting the audience to nod again and again.

"Your Highness, I was wrong."

But at this time, Li Xuan had already basked in the sun with his belly back, and it was uncomfortable to squint his eyes.

When the eighth prince heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

The audience was full of comments about the unpredictable situation on the Keju field.

But the most important thing is that the lessons of the three princes are still vivid.

"Your Highness, it seems that only Her Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess is playing football on the other side, and the little black cat is lying on the ground licking its paws."

After all, Xiaomizi is not a party, so he thinks more clearly than the eighth prince.

Princess Ankang doesn't look like a person who will take revenge.

"It's better to be like His Royal Highness the Great Prince before and leave a deep impression on everyone."

"No way!"

"And we don't look good like this, I'm afraid that some people will gossip about His Highness in the future."

When the eighth prince saw the ball smashing towards him, he was so angry that he scolded:

But fortunately, not all the team members on the Eighth Prince's side gave up resistance.

"Humph!" The Eighth Prince snorted dissatisfiedly, and then emphasized very unhappily: "Xiaomizi, you listen to me!" ”

"Don't help me, if you don't make it clear, I won't get up!"

The fourth prince is also full of uncertainty when he speaks now.

"I can't tell, we're not done today."

Xiaomi Zi can be the eunuch of the Eighth Prince's close attendant, and his mind must be clever.

He immediately went around behind the Eighth Prince, and then turned his back to the Eighth Prince, his arm reached under the Eighth Prince's armpit, and the arms of the two cut each other with their backhands.

"Otherwise, how can Xiaomizi have a chance to continue to protect His Highness."

The Eighth Prince was trembling and sweating.

"What's wrong?"

Thinking of this, Princess Ankang is quite regretful.

"I have to say, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince's trick really worked, and he actually took the lead all of a sudden!"

On the sidelines, as the referee, Zhao Feng Dagong selflessly blew the whistle.

Xiaomizi lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows and said:

"Xiaomizi is all wrong, if you listen to Your Highness from the beginning, how can you ...... this"

"No matter who kicks the ball on the other side, you have to block it for me!"

On the other side, Princess Ankang's side is not peaceful.

"When I think of Ah Xiang's eyes, Xiaomizi's heart is still hurting for a while~"

In front of him was the blue sky, the goal and Ah Xiang, in addition to the ball falling in front of him.

If it weren't for today's special occasion, I'm afraid they would have roared and cursed in the stands:

"I want to enjoy the ...... of this last final"

"Your Highness, that ball just now was not kicked by the little black cat."

After all, if he threatens on the court now, the Eighth Prince is likely to misunderstand Li Xuan's meaning, and even if he can't do it, he will directly abstain and end the game.

"Meow your mother, return the money!"

"Maybe it's too exciting, right? After all, it's the finals, and it's inevitable that your emotions will get out of control. ”

The ball was retrieved by the eunuch in his own flower clothes, and then handed it to Princess Ankang.

And the most surprising thing is that those who are conceited are clear-eyed spectators.

Xiaomizi said, covering his face and crying.

This time, he learned to be smart, and grabbed the millet as a human shield, and he also lowered his head and hid it behind the millet seed.

The old pedant saw that he had guessed wrong, so he immediately changed his tone and frantically praised the Eighth Emperor's resourcefulness.

"Why did the hell kick out of the gods?"

"How will Ah Xiang look at us in the future~"

He knew that if he continued to grind, the audience and other noble ministers would have a worse and worse impression of him.

"Didn't you score?"

Ah Xiang let out a loud chirp to boost the morale of his side, and then with a claw slap, he slapped the ball down, and it fell in the direction of the Eighth Prince.

"He was full of anticipation from the beginning, to the middle of the shock, and slowly began to have heartbroken eyes, didn't you see it~"

The ball flew towards the Eye of the Wind, and the speed was not slow.

"Did you know?"

"Your Highness, aren't you thinking too much?"

"Besides, you have such a good relationship with Her Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess, how could she let you be humiliated."

But the eighth prince watched it for a long time, but he never made eye contact with Ah Xiang.

"Your Highness, catch the ball!"

"Can you trust us anymore?"

To this, he just lay on the ground and yawned.

"Pretend, you keep pretending!"

But the next moment, the eighth prince's legs weakened, and he fell to his knees with a poof.

Li Xuan saw that Princess Ankang was getting more and more serious, pursed his lips and sneered, and said secretly in his heart:

Xiaomizi was originally happy that they had won a point, and was about to run over to celebrate together.

I saw Xiaomizi carrying a face, and said without love:

The few bearded soldiers who were cheering for the Eighth Prince just now were all scratching their ears and cheeks in a hurry.

"That's it."

"Ah Xuan is bad, there is no cat virtue!"

(End of chapter)