Everyone: "..."

"Impossible!" Meng Wanqing blurted out, then her eyes turned, thinking that she understood something.

She sneered: "Little Prince, I know you favor this ugly woman, but you should say less of these obvious lies! I have been riding a horse since elementary school, and the equestrian is the top among the noble ladies in the capital, and even many young masters cannot compare to me!

In addition to Brother Yi Wang, I don’t believe that there are people who are more powerful than me in horse racing.

You are obviously talking lies with your eyes open!"

Although these words are arrogant, no one refuted the noble ladies who mocked Meng Wanqing at the beginning.

Because Meng Wanqing's equestrian skills are indeed very good.

A top-notch level.

Not to mention the noble daughters of aristocratic families, many young men of aristocratic families are not as good as her in riding and shooting skills.

King Xiang's cousin Hu Hongwei saw Meng Wanqing's pretty figure riding a horse and whipped it at a riding competition. He was shocked at first sight. From then on, he never regretted it and held her like a goddess to protect her.

Meng Wanqing's riding skills are excellent, which is recognized in the circle of noble women.

King Xiang held his forehead in his heart, and said with a little laughter and crying: "Hanhan, Uncle Wang knows that you favor your mother... Uh, but Meng Wanqing is indeed not bad in riding, Shen..."

"Shen Wan" may not be more powerful than her.

Before King Xiang could finish his last half of the sentence, Han Han said disdainfully: "If her equestrian skills are not bad, then my mother is the top-notch one!"

King Xiang: “…”

Meng Wanqing and others: "..."

This is not over yet.

Han Han saw that they seemed to be speechless and disbelieve. When he turned his eyes, he simply put a message on: "My mother's equestrian is better than my father. If you don't believe it, please ask my father!"

King Xiang was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but turn to look at Zhan Beihan.

Before she could prove it, Meng Wanqing said contemptuously: "Little Prince, don't put gilds on her face anymore. If you really want to praise this ugly woman and put a high hat on her, I advise you to change something else and stop talking about riding skills.

It sounds ridiculous!”

Han Han was unhappy: "What I said is true!"

Meng Wanqing didn't believe it from the bottom of her heart, mocked her heart and sneered: "Young prince, you need not say anything. We all understand. We won't care about you..."

That's all I said.

A cold and calm voice came from the side: "What he said is true!"

Who is talking? Is it over?

Meng Wanqing was extremely impatient. She turned around and wanted to curse, but suddenly she met Zhan Beihan with a cold face. Her arrogant expression froze: "Brother Yi Wang...what are you talking about?"

Zhan Beihan looked at Xiao Lingyue and curled his thin lips lightly: "Her riding skills are better than me."

"Really or not?"

King Xiang was shocked and turned to look at Xiao Lingyue, "This is really a must-see..."

That's right, King Xiang didn't believe it all. Instead, he felt that King Yi said this on purpose?

For whom?

It's for the sake of cold and cold.

Or for... "Shen Wan"?

It's interesting.

King Xiang's eyes were flowing, he glanced at Xiao Lingyue, and then looked at Han Han, his eyes constantly circling on both the mother and the son.

"impossible!!"

Meng Wanqing stiffened for a while and suddenly reacted.
Chapter completed!