The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 119 Jing Xiaobai (2)
After hearing her answer, all the concubines thought she was shy, and covered their lips and smiled. Concubine Ji Shu said: "Okay, okay, don't ask, when will we be happy, Princess Luo will tell us, we are free It’s okay, I’d better rush to make some children’s clothes and shoes, and prepare in advance.”

Baililuo looked at Concubine Shu with a kind smile: "Thank you, Concubine Shu, Luo'er."

When women watch Cuju, most of them watch the excitement and people. Men watch Cuju more seriously, paying close attention to the skills of juggling, passing and shooting.Emperor Jing Yuan was used to chattering from time to time, almost subconsciously, he took another look at the empty Phoenix Seat beside him.The reason why the concubines are so noisy is because Empress Situ is not here.

Everyone in the palace thought that Concubine Li Gui was kind and amiable, but Empress Situ was not easy to get along with. If she attended the Cuju match, she would either not speak, or freeze the scene with just one word.This time Empress Situ is not here, of course it is the best, all the concubines feel very free, Emperor Jing Yuan never speaks sarcasticly to his concubine, usually he can tolerate it with a big belly.

The royal team scored a goal, but the black team was not upset by it. The stadium is like a battlefield, and victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. Situ He is a person who has been on the battlefield, so he naturally understands this truth. He discussed with Mo Jue, Xie Xuan and others After some countermeasures, the second round of the Cuju competition started.

Han Ye was the main force of the royal team's offense, and held him back. The rest of the team were nothing to worry about. Situ He and Mo Jue pinched Han Ye from left to right. I don't know if Han Ye did this on purpose, or if he really got surrounded. It was taken by Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan evaded the interception of the fourth prince and others, and rushed all the way to the goal of the royal team, which was only a few meters away. He kicked the kick, and the Cuju flew high into the sky, and the falling arc was facing the direction of the goal where Mo Wen was.

Mo Wen bent down slightly and took a defensive posture. The ball was getting closer and closer. He seemed a little scared, turned his head hastily, and just patted upwards with both hands, and unexpectedly slapped the flying Cuju on the ground crookedly. Rolled a few times, and his man was also repelled by the impact for several steps, and hit the goal with his back.

The whole place was silent.

It took a while for everyone to realize that the sick son-in-law caught Xie Xuan's shot?Instead of using some heroic and powerful buckle, or a strong and accurate catch, or a thrilling overhead ball, he just patted it casually with his hands, completely in a posture of protecting himself for fear of being hit!He defended the goal effortlessly!Weird!

"Not bad, not bad!" Emperor Jing Yuan took the lead in applauding, and then there was a burst of applause from the stands.

The Seventh Prince is a child at heart, eager to win. Seeing that Mo Wen caught the ball, he was overjoyed. He completely forgot what he said earlier about his pale face, so he grabbed Han Ye's arm and jumped up to applaud: "Catch it! Catch it!" Yes! Brother-in-law Jing caught it!"

The corners of Han Ye's lips curved slightly imperceptibly, and his starry eyes became darker and darker. He could dodge a ball with luck, but there was still half an hour later, how much luck could he have to keep him safe?
Mo Wen stood firm, lowered his eyes, rubbed his palms and arms that seemed to be in pain, and returned to the position where he should be standing. The whole person's temperament is so contradictory, neither ostentatious nor aggressive, obviously weak , but exudes a quiet and introverted temperament all over her body, which makes people deeply cherish and cannot bear to be hurt.

Seeing that he was fine, the referee raised the flag to continue the game.

Xie Xuan was caught by the legendary sick man and the living dead, and it was a blind cat who met a dead mouse, which made him more annoyed and ashamed than usual when he lost the ball on the cuju field. Asking the applause, he was also full of anger. When he ran to the center of the field, Li Shu asked Situ He, who was frowning deeply: "He, are you sure?"

Situ He didn't answer, he responded with actions. During the conflict between left and right, a swallow kicked the ball high into the air, and then when the ball was about to fall, he bounced up with light work, and then slammed the ball down from the air.Although this movement seemed as light as a swallow, but the final kick was full of strength, which was extremely ruthless.

Han Ye was so close that he had a chance to save the game when Situ He kicked the second kick, but he missed it and watched Cuju shoot towards Mo Wen's goal.

If you want to catch this ball, it is impossible, but the rules on the Cuju field is that even if you can't catch it, you have to go all out. Although it is an honor to lose, it is a shame to retreat.

Mo Wen saw Cuju shot towards him, but when it was only three inches away from his chest, he turned sideways in a panic and dodged. Cuju crashed into the goal and made a loud noise.

Mo asked to hide.But it is also reasonable to dodge. If he is shot with such a great force, he will either die or be injured. Some kind-hearted concubines even secretly heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that they have finally escaped. If the body is hit by a trick, then it is impossible to survive.

The royal team had no complaints when they lost, because none of them could block the ball, and they didn't feel that Mo Wen shouldn't dodge.

The score on the scoreboard was immediately leveled, and the game continued, but Situ He, who scored the goal, still didn't smile.Everyone in the black team is a master who has been on the field for a long time. After several matches, they have already figured out the opponent's details. The cooperation is very tacit.

As for the royal team, the princes were gradually unable to do what they wanted. The seventh prince was young and had short legs. He couldn't make the second one with the amazing tackle the first time. wet.The other three princes were not much better, and it was impossible for Han Ye alone to resist, not to mention, Han Ye was determined to let go.

Xie Xuan dribbled the ball for the second time and it was a beautiful upside-down golden hook. Mo Wen didn't hide this time, but clumsily hugged it with both hands. The impact of the ball was huge. After hitting the goal, Cuju settled down and rolled on the ground inside the goal.

The Black Jackets scored another point.

The eunuch at the side hurriedly asked Mo, asking him how he was doing and if he could continue the game. Mo Wen coughed a few times and stood still, looking calmly at everyone on the field.

Although Xie Xuan's ball seemed fierce, but because of the long range, his legs were not as powerful as Situ He's. Even if it hit him, there would be no serious damage, and Mo Wen used his internal strength to protect his body. , Pretending to fall back, losing the ball but not losing the line, not hurting the slightest.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and there were three quarters left. The black team was in a state of disarray, and the royal team was in disarray. This time the ball fell to Situ He. It shot straight down eastward.

Unless Mo Wen lay down on the ground before Cuju shot him, and let everyone see his helpless face thoroughly, he would definitely not be able to escape.

(End of this chapter)