C456 Trying to take care of her

On the other side were the princes and officials who had not gone on stage to perform kowtow, as well as the noble young masters. They were also excitedly waiting for the start of the match.

Zhou Chengdi had loved kowtowing since he was young, and when he became emperor, he even treated kowtowing as a way to "rule the country and practice martial arts." Not only was kowtow widely spread in the army, but it was also popular among the court aristocrats.

For instance, the leader of the imperial guards, Jiang Keji, had once been a master of cuju. Because of this, he had been transferred to the Hall of Rongyuan and later promoted to the position of commander.

Not only men, but women in the Great Zhou Dynasty were also very keen on kudu. At one time, kudu had become a must-see item at some gatherings.

Therefore, the princesses and noble ladies on the field were also able to dance. Today, they were also dressed in the same attire. In a moment, they would also perform the 'white fight' during the 'kuda' performance.

At this moment, there were two sides on the field, with the goal between them. Both sides were on one side, and the rule was that the more people on the field, the better.

The two teams were led by Jiang Keji, Feng Yu, Feng Ye, and Xiao He. The four of them wore black robes, white leggings, and pants, and their robes were tied up at their waists and tied up at their waists, making it easy for them to bow in a clean manner. As for Feng Yunzheng, he was leading Lu Jingyao, Xiao Hu, and Feng Rong, the four of them wore white gowns, and red leggings.

At this point, the competition had yet to begin, and everyone was still tidying up their clothes and warming up.

"Lianyue …" "Princess Eleven!" Princess Eleven shouted as she sat down next to Lian Ruyue.

Lian Ruyue stood up when she saw her and said, "Princess."

Princess Eleven looks at her surroundings, gets close to her side and whispers, "Lian Ruyue, do you have any messages?"

Lian Ru Yue knew who she was asking about and shook her head. "Not yet."

A look of disappointment appeared on Princess Eleven's face.

"If there is, I will inform the princess immediately." Lian Ruyue saw her downcast gaze and said again.

"Alright!" When Princess Eleven heard this, she nodded vigorously and returned to her seat.

Feng Yunzheng looked at the familiar figure on the high platform as a smile slowly emerged on the corner of his lips. Ye Feng handed over a red silk belt to Feng Yunzheng with both hands.

Feng Yunzheng tied the red silk to his forehead and immediately felt a bit more handsome. When he turned around to see Lu Jingyao, the coldness in his eyes deepened.

"Duke, that is the Lian Yue Yun that Madam Xiao spoke of." Lu Jingyao's bodyguard walked over to him and gave him a handkerchief to wipe his face. He quietly approached him and whispered.

Lu Jingyao followed the guard's gaze and looked over. When his gaze landed on Lian Ruyue, he only saw her plain clothes, calm eyes, and an indifferent face. Her temperament was completely different from the other girls; she was like a cold orchid.

Lu Jingyao narrowed his eyes and asked, "Her?" It's a pity that this princess does not like this woman's looks and temperament. On the other hand, the person beside her is someone I like a lot, like a nimble little thing.

The guard glanced at her and said, "My lord, this is Princess Eleven, Feng Lingyue. The empress had given birth to her, but the empress was restricted to her freedom. Although she is a princess, she doesn't have much weight.

"Oh? That's really pitiful. " When Lu Jingyao's gaze landed on Princess Eleven, an indifferent expression appeared in his eyes.

"But... She's already engaged to her cousin Young Master Xiao He. " The guard said.

"So it's Xiao He's woman. What a pity." A regretful expression appeared on Lu Jingyao's face, "But even if I like her, I can't. The person I want to marry must be someone who can't be married off until the end of the first month." The corner of his mouth curled up into a determined smile.

At this time, Xiao He was dashing towards the high platform from the Dancing Platform. His gaze locked onto a small figure on top of it. His unrestrained attitude attracted the gazes of everyone around him.

He ran all the way to the bottom of the high platform, not caring about the opinions of others. Princess Eleven had already clearly indicated to him that she would marry him, and he only wanted to wait until the time was ripe to marry her.

He called out to Princess Eleven, "Ling Yue'er, Ling Yue'er …"

"Princess." At first, she didn't want to reply, but when she thought about how she had lied to him that day, she felt guilty again. She stood up, walked to the front, and looked down, saying, "Xiao He, what happened?"

Xiao He raised his head and looked at her with a face full of smiles as he asked, "I'll win whatever you like in the hands of the Emperor."

"If you want to win, you can?" Princess Eleven disagrees with him.

"Of course." Xiao He, however, said very openly, "The Emperor said that he only cared about trying his best and that he wasn't allowed to care who his opponent was.

When Princess Eleven looked at Xiao He's wanton and arrogant face, she couldn't help but think of another beautiful and sorrowful face …

If he hadn't used his technique, he would have definitely been in the Dancing Platform today, letting others see his fiery-like figure. After walking for a few days, he wondered how things were going. Was he safe?

When Xiao He saw that Princess Eleven had suddenly blanked out, he was stunned for a moment. His expression froze for a moment before he asked, "Ling Yue Er, what are you thinking about?"

Princess Eleven came back to her senses, lowered her head, and said, "Xiao He, I don't want anything. Do what you want and don't risk your life for me."

"Haha …" Xiao He laughed. "Since you don't want anything, then I'll give you whatever I get." As he spoke, he waved to Princess Eleven and ran to the dance floor. He looked back at her every few steps, then back at her every few steps. He was filled with strength when he thought of how Yue'er had watched him perform the dance.

A long time later, when he recalled everything, the days when he worked hard for Yue'er were the most beautiful time he could think of.

As for Princess Thirteen who was sitting on the other side, Feng Ziyao, she looked on helplessly as this happened. She felt as if her heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all on fire. A strong sense of jealousy welled up in her heart.

Why? Why did Xiao He still want her when there was nothing left of Feng Lingyue?

Why did royal father dislike Feng Lingyue, but Xiao He only liked her?

Even though she was gentle, graceful, and graceful, and was quite a demented person, Xiao He didn't even look at her. With the excuse that he was busy with official tasks and didn't teach her how to practice the sword, she had blocked his path several times, and he had always turned around and avoided her.

She wished she could kill Feng Lingyue!

"Princess, your tea has been spilled." At this time, a cold voice sounded out from beside her, causing her body to tremble. She looked down to see that she had used too much strength to hold onto her cup, causing the water in it to spill out.

"Princess's clothes are wet. Wipe them."

Feng Tang Yao hurriedly took Lian Lu Yue's handkerchief and said, "Cousin Ru Yue, thank you."

"It's fine, Princess. Just don't dirty your clothes." Lian Ru Yue's gaze slightly swept past her hand, but didn't say anything. Her eyes were fixated on the field.

"Begin!" The only sound that could be heard was Feng Degui's order; the cuju competition had begun.

These tall and handsome princes and princes started to run around a ball at a fast speed, and they looked like they were all very agile.

Zhou Chengdi looked on with interest, occasionally applauding the good ball and sighing over the missed shot.

In the beginning, the two teams on the field had put in great effort. Moreover, their strengths were equal, so it was easy for them to be unable to determine who would win in a short period of time.

Xiao Rou, however, was not in the mood to look at him. Her gaze was fixed on Feng Qianyue on the other side, and her heart was beating wildly. The Fourth Princess was smiling, while the Fourth Prince's frown could cause ripples in her heart.

When she saw Feng Qianyue stand up, she hurriedly stood up and said in a low voice to her new maid, Su Yin. "Hurry, help me over."

But this time, royal father didn't arrange for him to go onstage. Looking at him, he felt that it was boring, so he got up and walked towards the unremarkable apricot tree behind the tall platform. His eyes slightly narrowed as the sun shone down on his face.

After a while, the sound of footsteps came from behind him. He seemed very confident that this person would come, and a charming smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Rou indicated for Su Yin to step back. She limped behind Feng Qianyue, leaning on her walking stick, and called out, "Your Highness."

Feng Qianyue turned his head and saw Xiao Rou. A flash of surprise appeared on his face before it turned into a somewhat indifferent expression. "Why aren't you watching the cuju properly? Why did you come out?"

His gaze swept past the skirt with only one leg visible to Xiao Rou. Recalling that this would soon be his wife, a strong sense of disgust arose in his heart.

However, he still couldn't abandon her. She was a bond between him and the Duke of Xiao, and he had to rely on the Xiao family.

"I …" Xiao Rou was a little shy and a blush appeared on her face. She looked at the Fourth Prince and really felt that he was getting more and more handsome. "I saw that His Highness seemed to have something on his mind, so I came to take a look."

Feng Qianyue let out a soft sigh. His eyes looked a little sad as he said, "There is indeed something on my mind."

"Can you tell me? I want to share the burden with His Highness. " Xiao Rou asked anxiously.

Her broken leg made her feel extremely inferior in front of Feng Qianyue, and now that she heard that he had something on his mind, she anxiously wanted to help him. Only by being sure that she was useful to him would she feel that she was worth it.

"This King, a prince, is now in prison and has completely shamed himself. How can This King take this lying down, so I'm just worried." Feng Qianyue's gaze brimmed with a trace of distress as he glanced at Xiao Rou from the corner of his eyes.

When Xiao Rou heard that, she gripped the handkerchief tightly and said, "It's all because of that bitch, Ru Yue! She caused me to lose a leg, and also caused His Highness to be imprisoned. Your Highness, we absolutely cannot let her have it easy. "

"You want to take care of her?" Feng Qianyue asked.