Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 442 Mine is a family heirloom (1 more)
The girl sitting next to King Ding was wearing a tea-white narrow-sleeved short jacket with the cuffs tied up, and an armband was hung around her neck, and the extra sleeves were rolled up, so that she could play golf later.

She just sat there, without any restraint in her posture, but she didn't look careless, she was very quiet and well-behaved.

When the name was called, Ye Ling was drinking tea. Hearing this, she put down the bowl, got up and saluted, then raised her head and smiled sweetly at Zhao Xi, "I heard that the prince said that His Highness is coming too, and I haven't seen you for a long time. We all thought you were busy and couldn't come."

When she smiled, her eyes were like the sun in spring, extraordinarily bright and pretty.

The wind on the court was a bit strong, and it lifted the thin veil on her forehead. Her small face, as big as a palm, was as white as porcelain, and she still had the pure and soft beauty of a girl. Her eyebrows and eyes were vivid, which was pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at it.

Song Yuanbao suddenly felt that his heart, which was trampled to pieces by Zhao Xichao, was hit by an arrow, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover it.

Zhao Xi didn't keep his eyes on Ye Ling, and responded shallowly, "Something happened on the way here, so I took a detour."

Then he turned his gaze to Ye Ling's side.

Sitting there was Xue Yinhuan from Shangshufu.

She and Ye Ling are best friends, Ye Ling is going to play a ball game today, Xue Yinhuan is here to accompany her to cheer for her.

"Why did you come out?" Zhao Xi asked her, his voice was deep and sweet, revealing his concern as a fiancé.

Xue Yinhuan didn't expect to run into Zhao Xi at the polo field, a little embarrassed, and glanced at Ye Ling, "I came with Miss Ye."

Zhao Xi hummed, took a seat beside King Ding, and then pointed to the empty seat on the left, motioning for Song Yuanbao to sit.

King Ding noticed Song Yuanbao.

In fact, since the pair of bright and flirtatious young men entered the arena, they have already attracted the attention of many people.

The two are about the same stature, with cloud robes and brocade boots, each with different colors, it is difficult for people not to notice.

Seeing that King Ding was looking at Song Yuanbao, Zhao Xi introduced casually, "He is my companion."

King Ding had heard about this young man from the Song family. It was rumored that he slept three times in a row in the examination field in his hometown, and finally he slept with Jie Yuan. He didn't believe it at the time. He was tested by his real ability, so he became curious about this young man in his heart.

It was the first time we met today, and King Ding had a good impression of him, so he smiled and let the boy sit down.

The last time Zhao Xi was almost assassinated, King Ding did not dare to forget, seeing that he only brought Song Yuanbao into the arena, he couldn't help showing concern, "Did Xi'er bring a few more people?"

"Bring it." Zhao Xi said: "I let them stay outside to guard."

They were all imperial guards, and Emperor Guangxi was worried about the recurrence of the assassination, so he specially sent them to protect him.

King Ding was still not at ease, fearing that if something happened to the noble prince at the polo match he sponsored, he would not be able to explain to his brother, so he immediately ordered to send more people. Lethal weapons come in.

Zhao Xi felt that Uncle Wang was a little nervous, but in the end he didn't stop him. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Yuanbao clutching his chest, and asked, "Did you suffer from a heart attack?"

"..."

Song Yuanbao felt that this person was very boring. How did he see that he had a heart disease from the action of holding his heart and looking fascinated?
Rolling his eyes secretly, Song Yuanbao put his paws down, straightened his back, and sat upright.

Even though he concealed it well, Zhao Xi could see some subtle thoughts from his little movements.

Considering that there were too many people at the moment, Zhao Xi didn't poke it. He glanced at the impatient fans outside the field and asked Ding Wang, "When will the polo match start?"

King Ding lit the censer on the side with his chin, and there was a stick of incense sticking in the censer, which had just burned halfway through.

"The players of both teams are warming up, and it will start when the incense burns out." Ding Wang said.

It was only then that Zhao Xi noticed that the teenagers in the rest area on the other side had divided into teams, the yellow team and the blue team, distinguished by the foreheads tied on their heads.

Song Yuanbao's focus was different from Zhao Xi's. While he saw those young men warming up, he glanced here frequently, and it was self-evident to see who they were.

It happened that he was sitting opposite Ye Ling, and he moved his butt calmly, blocking the sight of several people at once.

The young man who was looking at the beauty stared at him with round eyes, eager to come over and beat him up.

Someone nearby persuaded: "Forget it, forget it. Didn't you see that there is a VIP seat over there? I really offended the nobleman in a while, and my brothers can't eat and walk around."

The young man looked angrily, "If it wasn't for Ye Meiren, who the hell would be willing to blow the air?"

After speaking, he sniffed, as if he was about to let out a cold sneeze at any moment.

The beginning of spring in the capital does not seem to warm up quickly in the south, and the position of the polo field is a bit off, the wind is very strong, and it blows people unpleasantly.

These young men who wanted to be graceful but not warm came here in groups today, all for Ye Ling's sake.

In fact, they come every year, but Ye Meiren is 14 years old, and they feel that there is a better chance to discuss marriage.

His companion persuaded him, "Stop nagging, warm up quickly, step down the blue team and have a chance to play with her."

That's right, Ye Ling is here for the finale. In the previous game, two out of three rounds will be won, and the winning team will be able to play against Ye Ling. King Ding said that if any team wins Miss Ye this year, the prize will be doubled.

"What is the color head?"

At the VIP seats, Song Yuanbao suddenly asked.

King Ding asked someone to show it to him.

Song Yuanbao poked his probe, and there was more than one thing on the tray, including hairpins, jade pendants, bracelets and earrings.

"This is the bet placed by the guests." Ding Wang explained: "The lottery head given by this king is the latest work of Master Qi Rui, a gold-plated silver sachet with double bee cluster patterns."

Master Qi Rui is a well-known master craftsman in this dynasty. He specially designed these gadgets for the palace. There is only one piece of each of his works, which are all unique and loved by the palace concubines.

Song Yuanbao glanced at the contents of the tray, then took off the jade pendant from his waist and put it inside.

King Ding asked him, "Young Master Song's jade pendant looks very good, are you sure you want to bet it?"

"Bet!" Song Yuanbao replied simply, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Coming in a hurry, Zhao Xi didn't prepare anything else, just like Song Yuanbao, he took off his jade pendant.

When King Ding saw it, he said with a smile, "You two have similar jade pendants."

Song Yuanbao was anxious to get rid of it, "My piece is a family heirloom, it's not the same as his."

King Ding's laughter became brighter and brighter, "The lottery that Young Master Song gave today is a big lottery."

As he spoke, he asked the little eunuch to remove the tray.

When they walked away, Zhao Xi asked Song Yuanbao, "When did the jade pendant in my palace become your heirloom?"

Song Yuanbao blinked, "I'm not wrong, the jade pendant His Highness gave is a treasure, and I will pass it on to the family I want to win. This is a family heirloom, isn't it?"

Zhao Xi: "..."

Ye Ling was talking to Xue Yinhuan in a low voice, completely oblivious to the movements of the two young men opposite.

She looked at Xue Yinhuan curiously, "Isn't the eldest prince Huan's fiancé? Why don't you talk to him?"

The word "fiance" made Xue Yinhuan's cheeks burn, and then he glared at Ye Ling, "I'm not married yet, what should I say?"

Ye Ling didn't know what to say, but felt that the atmosphere was strange.

Xue Yinhuan secretly glanced at Zhao Xi, she didn't want to take the initiative to talk to him in public, this person looked cold and calm, if he opened his mouth, he would definitely be mistaken for being rejected by him before he even got through the door.

Xue Yinhuan didn't say anything, but Zhao Xi looked up.

The pale eyes were similar to Xue Yinhuan's expected cold appearance.

Xue Yinhuan was in a daze, so that when Zhao Xi asked her if she was cold, she nodded subconsciously without realizing it.

Zhao Xi then discussed with King Ding, "Third Uncle, can I add a brazier?"

Originally, King Ding was afraid that there would be accidents if too many people set the brazier, but now his nephew asked, he refused to agree for no reason, and said repeatedly: "Yes, I will let someone arrange it."

After finishing speaking, he called the personal eunuch and gave instructions in a low voice.

Not long after, someone came in carrying a brazier.

Xue Yinhuan regained consciousness at this moment, and murmured, "Why did you add a brazier?"

Ye Ling looked at her in disbelief, "Didn't Sister Huan ask you to do it?"

Xue Yinhuan belatedly remembered that Zhao Xi seemed to be asking her if she was cold just now.

Feeling a little embarrassed, the charcoal basin was added, she didn't think about explaining anymore, but just glanced at Zhao Xi who was opposite, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern."

"It should be." Zhao Xi's answer was very calm, as if he took caring about her as a responsibility.

(End of this chapter)