The queen and the others were just chatting, but they didn't pay much attention, so they asked Princess Buzhen what happened.

They thought that Prince Gaoli was very skilled in football, but they didn't expect that Ye Jiaoyang didn't even score a single ball.

What's even more rare is that Ye Jiaoyang looks quite happy.

They all grew up watching Ye Jiaoyang grow up, so they naturally knew that this girl had a very proud temperament.

The prince's face became heavier and heavier. When he noticed that his mother's gaze was coming, his face instantly relaxed, as if the scene just now was nothing special to him.

"Why are you still standing here?" I thought the prince came over and was with his childhood playmates. Who knew that after seeing the ten thousand gifts, the prince stood aside. After standing for a while, the queen reacted and couldn't help asking.

The prince smiled and bowed, "The father told his son to take good care of his mother."

Feng Zhiwei immediately pulled his face down when he heard this. To put it bluntly, he asked the prince to come over and stare at him. How could such an old man still be like when he was young?

"I still need you to take care of me? Stay away from me." I waved my hand impatiently.

After being scolded by his mother, the prince could only bow his head and retreat.

"Don't be so fierce to the prince." Gu Minghui couldn't stand it anymore, and when the prince left, he couldn't help but scold Feng Zhiwei.

Feng Zhiwei rubbed his eyebrows gently, "He is not as fragile as you think!"

The prince in front of this person was naturally filial, but if he was so filial, why didn’t he find a princess for her to come back? He was so rude that he could deceive others.

Sometimes, even Feng Zhiwei has an illusion that this child is so thoughtful, and that feeling is like seeing Ye Zhuohua. You will never know what he is thinking quietly.

Others said Ye Zhuohua was afraid, but when he looked back, Ye Zhuohua had the final say in getting married, and Ye Zhuohua had the final say in giving birth. Even if he had a few, Ye Zhuohua had the final say in giving birth, he was still very happy to coax Gu Yaoyao.

Feng Zhiwei shook his head, his son should not think so. If he is really capable, he can't deceive a princess back?

Pooh!

Feng Zhi secretly spat himself, how can he use the word "deception"? He should treat each other sincerely.

Gu Yaoyao saw that the prince's face was not right, but in an instant it was the same as before, so she didn't think much about it. They grew up together since childhood, and they could tell at a glance that they really had any personal relationship.

For example, Feng Heng, his eyes were placed on Zhou Youxian, but Zhou Youxian seemed to have no intention of Feng Heng, so it was not easy for Gu Minghui to make trouble with Xia Liuliu, otherwise he would have been able to start arranging a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Gu Yaoyao was no longer concerned.

However, my daughter is grown up, and it seems that it is time to pay attention to the young master in the capital.

It is not easy to mention this kind of thing to Ye Zhuohua. If she says something, Ye Zhuohua will turn against her face on the spot when her daughter is grown up, and it seems that if anyone lets his daughter get married, he will be incompatible with anyone.

Gu Yaoyao sighed helplessly, and there was always a feeling that everything went well, and only her daughter's marriage was sad.

The prince was scolded by the queen and left, so he naturally should go to find Feng Heng.

He walked very steadily, neither hurry nor slow, and he was old.

When they arrived, they had almost rested and were discussing another fight.

When the prince came over, everyone called him "Cousin".

Only Prince Gaoli tapped his left shoulder lightly, but called out, "Your Highness the Prince."

The prince said with a slight forehead, "Prince Gaoli."

After all, the identities of two people are here, and this title is in line with etiquette.

"Since the palace is down, then your highness will accompany Jiaoyang for a walk. My daughter can't hold on." Zhou Youxian said with a smile.

These people all have identities. Since the prince comes, he needs someone to give up the club, Zhou Youxian naturally feels that this person should be her.

When he heard that Zhou Youxian was not playing anymore, Feng Heng waved to Gu Changcun beside him. When someone came over, he threw his poke stick to the other party, "I'm too tired."

Gu Changcun kept staring at this side, and Zhou Youxian stopped playing. So what's the point of his appearance? He simply threw the poke aside, "I feel uncomfortable."

Ye Jiaoyang looked at Feng Heng and Gu Changcun, and sneered. Zhou Youxian grew up with her. Ye Jiaoyang naturally knew whether he was tired or not. He put the polo again in Zhou Youxian's hand, "Since you don't play, then sit here." Then, he handed the one on the ground to the prince.

The prince didn't pick on it, and looked at Prince Gaoli with a club in his hand. "I feel itchy when I look at it, but I really want to play a few moves with the prince."

As soon as the prince opened his mouth, things naturally became a foregone conclusion.

Feng Heng and Gu Changcun looked at the club in the prince's hand and sighed a long time. They could not compete with the prince.

Ye Jiaoyang pulled Zhou Youxian and stopped her from giving up her club. Then he looked up and looked at the prince with a smile, "Crown Prince's cousin also thinks Gao Li's cousin is amazing, right?"

The prince nodded with a smile, "It's really amazing."

Ye Jiaoyang is a person who refuses to admit defeat. She wins many battles in Dayou. She always feels that losing to Prince Gaoli is a bit lucky. She also wants to prove that she is not stupid and must win a goal and come back.

Since she and the prince wanted to fight with Prince Gaoli, then she would be in the same group as the prince, and Zhou Youxian and Prince Gaoli.

When Feng Heng looked at their grouping method, he didn't care about his regrets. He only thought the scene was very interesting, and the folding fan in his hand slowed down.

"Mr. Gu, you, I will divide the heights and heights on the horse farm?" He suddenly tilted his head and said to Gu Changcun.

Everyone can understand that Feng Heng likes Zhou Youxian, and Gu Changcun also likes that, even the polo field is more competitive.

But Gu Changcun snorted, "I don't want to use force."

As the civil servant is clear, he naturally has to feel arrogant.

Feng Heng suddenly laughed after hearing this, "Of course this is good. In the future, when Uncle Zhou and I rode the horse in the school, I hope you can remember what you said today."

Aren’t civil officials looking down on military generals? They also use the word “disdain”, but don’t forget that Zhou Sheng is also a military general.

Marriage has always been the orders of parents and matchmakers. Since you look down on military generals, how could Zhou Sheng marry his daughter to someone like you?

In this game, Gu Changcun lost, and his face turned pale, but then he thought that this was what they said in private, and Feng Heng naturally could not learn from others like a tongue-in-law.

He glanced at Feng Heng and suddenly laughed, "Young Master Feng knows how to make people happy. Why do you still have no choice but to ask for it?"

If he really wants to be as calm as he acts, Mrs. Feng and Mrs. Zhou have such a good relationship, why don’t you come to propose marriage?

These words successfully tore Feng Heng's smile apart. He looked up at Zhou Youxian, who was riding on a horse not far away. He looked at the smile in her eyebrows and eyes, but when he touched himself, he always hid far away.

Sometimes, he thought, if Zhou Youxian was as brave as Ye Jiaoyang, wouldn’t he do things by himself, and wouldn’t he be so timid?

But when he thought about it, if he was really as handsome as Ye Jiaoyang, he would have a headache, and he would not have time to offer a ancestor at home.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Gu Changcun, "You reminded me that proposing marriage is a good idea."

When Gu Changcun heard Feng Heng say this, his heart suddenly raised up. Naturally, he felt that Feng Heng must have really asked Mrs. Feng to propose marriage, so he couldn't sit still.

"I suddenly remembered that something was happening at home." Then I stood up and hurriedly left.

He must make his mother move faster.

Feng Heng shook his folding fan, his eyes always on Zhou Youxian, with a smile that he was determined to win.

And on the polo field, the movements have been made, but experts can tell if they are there once they take action.

With the prince's poke swing, Prince Gaoli became alert, afraid that the prince's polo would not be inferior to him. In the past, the prince could not beat Ye Jiaoyang, and was afraid that like the Feng family, they were giving in to this little girl.

People say that women seem to have a response. Even if they don’t see many things with their own eyes, they can feel something is wrong. The man seems to have the ability. The prince doesn’t like Prince Gaoli, and Prince Gaoli doesn’t like Prince Gaoli for no reason.

Two people who don’t like each other have the feeling of going to the battlefield to compete with each other on horseback.

Of course, no one will let this person go.

Polo, flying in the air.

The queen was chatting at first, but when she saw this posture, she looked at the polo field. Just one start, she felt that this game must be exciting.

There was a feeling of uncontrollability on the field, but Ye Jiaoyang clearly protected her and did not let Prince Gaoli grab the ball, but the ball had a feeling of being blocked.

It's like all your actions must be completed according to their wishes.

Extremely depressed.

After playing so many polo games, I was the least happy to count this game.

She even had no time to care whether Prince Gaoli had come to the front.

Seeing that the prince was about to win, Prince Gaoli frowned and naturally wanted to exert force. The field was particularly exciting.

Bang!

The sound of the gong sounded, and the first ball was Ye Jiaoyang.

Before Ye Jiaoyang could react, he heard a sound behind him, and the prince suddenly fell off the horse.

At this moment, everyone on the field was worried and hurried to see the prince. As for this polo, who still cares?

Ye Jiaoyang's face turned pale. He jumped off the horse's back without thinking. He crossed the prince Gaoli and squatted directly in front of the prince, "Crown Prince, how do you feel pain?"

The prince covered his legs and smiled at Ye Jiaoyang, "It's OK."

Then he looked up and looked at Prince Gaoli who was standing not far away, "The prince is very skilled in football, I am willing to give him a chance."

Because the prince was injured, Prince Gaoli was not good at talking about this polo game first, which gave the prince the opportunity.

After saying this, it seems that the prince tried his best to beat Prince Gaoli because Prince Gaoli gave in.

However, Prince Gaoli is so powerful, why did he still hurt the prince?

Of course, this is what others think, and what is important is Ye Jiaoyang’s feeling!

Someone has been pressing her ball. Ye Jiaoyang has played polo with the prince for more than ten years. She is naturally familiar with the prince's method, and she will definitely believe that this is the work of Prince Gaoli without hesitation.

It was just a fun game, but it would be boring to compete so hard.
To be continued...