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The Ninth Prince's eyes were dull, and he watched Mo Lingwei walk into the pavilion. Shen Ningning immediately showed a faint smile.

 The box opened and Mo Lingwei picked up the blood jade bracelet: "Don't you like jade? His jade is good. When I saw it, I guessed you would like it, so I decided to come."

Shen Ningning took it with a "wow" sound. The color of the blood jade was deep red. Looking at the sunlight, it seemed that there were traces of blood inside. It was really a peerless jade.

Her wonderland must like to eat!

Seeing Shen Ningning's happy face, Mo Lingwei chuckled, looking at her eyes filled with shining black light.

 “If you like it, keep it.”

Mo Zhirou tugged on the Ninth Prince's sleeve, her voice in a low voice a little aggrieved.

"Your Majesty Ninth, since His Majesty the Crown Prince has taken it, I...I don't want it anymore. I don't dare to compete with Princess Funing."

Even so, how could she be willing to do so?

 Such a good bracelet, she had only seen Princess Shu wear it once.

 She is usually treated very well in the palace, and her life is better than that of other ladies.

 However, the Princess of Shu insisted on using the etiquette of a lady to strictly demand her, which included limiting her monthly monthly silver.

Princess Shu did not allow her to be extravagant and wasteful, and she was very skimpy on money.

It’s just that she didn’t see the blood jade. The moment Mo Lingwei took it out in front of her, not only did Shen Ningning like it, but Mo Zhirou also wanted it.

However, she didn't dare to provoke Shen Ningning, and she couldn't afford to offend Mo Lingwei, so she could only work hard from the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince pursed his thin lips, and his eyes were dark and cold.

 He turned to Mo Zhirou and said, "Let's go find uncle."

 Shen Ningning and Mo Lingwei were sitting in the pavilion, admiring the blood jade bracelet together.

After a while, the King of Shu and the Princess of Shu arrived, followed by a group of noble princes, the Ninth Prince and Mo Zhirou.

"Ling Wei." The King of Shu walked into the pavilion with a smile: "Ning Ning is also here, just in time. I would like to invite you to participate in their fun and have fun together."

Shen Ningning raised her big round eyes and caught a glimpse of Mo Zhirou behind King Shu, who kept her head lowered with a guilty conscience.

The little girl keenly suspected, what else is going on?

Mo Lingwei was not interested: "I will send Shen Ningning home later, and then return to the palace. You can have your own fun."

As he said that, he saw the Princess of Shu next to the King of Shu, looking like she was about to say something, but she was frowning, as if she had something to say.

Mo Lingwei narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is there anything else?"

The King of Shu smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter. Your ninth brother also likes this blood jade bracelet. I think since you brothers are interested in it, why not compete in a competition to win fairness."

Mo Lingwei glanced at the Ninth Prince standing next to King Shu.

He twitched his thin lips and sneered.

"What do I think is the matter? You mobilized all the people to come to me. It turns out that you want the blood jade, but you don't dare to come forward and let your uncle be the lobbyist?"

At the end of his words, Mo Lingwei's tone became colder: "Who do you think you are, and you dare to steal the jade that I like?"

The Ninth Prince's face froze: "Your Highness, my uncle was planning to use the blood jade as a prize and make a game that everyone can participate in. It's not a good idea for you to leave early, right?"

When Princess Shu heard this, she finally couldn't help but speak.

She looked at the King of Shu and frowned: "My lord, you have promised to give it to Ling Wei, so you can't go back on your word, otherwise..."

 However, before Princess Shu could finish her words, King Shu interrupted her.

"Ling Wei, you said you were going to give this jade to Princess Funing, and my uncle asked you to take it directly, but you really didn't consider competing? It's just for fun anyway. If you win, this blood jade prize will be yours." It’s more appropriate to come here, don’t you think?”

Shen Ningning felt sick to her stomach.

 These pretentious people!

The King of Shu clearly favored the Ninth Prince. He had already given the jade to Mo Lingwei, but he still wanted to take it back.

 What would it be like to let a prince follow him in the competition?

Without waiting for Mo Lingwei's answer, Shen Ningning put the blood jade directly back into the box and pushed it over.

“Since the prince and uncle can still take it back after giving it away, I don’t feel at ease with this jade, so I don’t want it anymore.”

 After saying that, the little girl took Mo Lingwei's hand: "Brother, let's go."

Mo Lingwei did not move, but Shen Ningning looked back and saw Mo Lingwei looking at the jade, pondering for a moment.

 He raised his eyes, raised his eyebrows at Shen Ningning, and showed a wanton smile.

“Even if we don’t want this jade, we have to smash it after we win it.”

Mo Lingwei looked at the Ninth Prince, his eyes were strong and fierce, showing heavy pressure.

 “If you don’t want something, you won’t give it to others if you destroy it.”

The King of Shu's smile froze and he quickly talked about the competition.

“Actually, the competition is just horse racing, which is what you are good at, Ling Wei, but it’s just for fun, don’t really lose your temper.”

 When it was about to begin, the King of Shu was still beside Mo Lingwei, talking to him in a good voice.

 As if he was afraid that he might hurt someone by riding his horse. No one has forgotten that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince used to have the most violent temper in Beijing.

He has changed a lot for Shen Ningning over the years, and everyone has almost forgotten.

The King of Shu didn't think of it until he saw the anger in Mo Ling's frowning heart just now.

In fact, this child has not changed at all, he just learned to control his violence.

Mo Lingwei listened to the King of Shu's instructions with an expressionless face: "Take care of yourself."

He didn’t hate his uncle, but he hated his remorseful behavior.

Since he is not willing to give it, he might as well just say, given their relationship, can he return it properly?

 Since he chose to beat around the bush, don’t blame him for being rude.

 There is a martial arts training ground in the palace, so it is no problem to run a few laps.

The prince will have to die in person, and of course the others will have to accompany him.

The boy from the stable pulled out nine horses and asked Mo Lingwei to pick them first.

Mo Lingwei turned his head and raised his chin to Shen Ningning: "Help me choose."

 The little girl jumped over, looked around, and pointed at a red-maned horse.

 “That’s it! It looks good.”

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Mo Lingwei grabbed the reins and quickly climbed onto the horse.

 After he has finished choosing, the rest of the nobles and the Ninth Prince can choose.

The Ninth Prince had the highest status, so he was asked to choose second. As soon as he put his hand on a yellow-maned horse, the King of Shu coughed lightly.

Hence, the Ninth Prince immediately retracted his hand and picked a brown horse that looked very strong.

 Before the game was about to start, men and women sat in separate seats. The King of Shu and a group of noble princes who were watching the excitement sat on the left.

Shen Ningning was pulled by Princess Shu to sit on the right side, while Mo Zhirou sat on the other side of Princess Shu.

Princess Shu couldn't help but said: "Ning Ning, the prince did not do this well. However, there are many guests today. He also considered everyone and did not want to spoil the fun, so he made this suggestion."

"I see that the child Ling Wei seems to be angry. When I go back later, can you give him some advice for my aunt?"

 Shen Ningning naturally arched her eyebrows and smiled, with a fair and pretty face.

"Of course there is no problem, but the reason why my brother, aunt and princess, is angry is probably not because the prince proposed such a fun suggestion."

“But he had promised to give him the blood jade, but because of some people’s words, he tried every means to get the jade back. Does the so-called competition really seem fair?”

After saying this, the little girl glanced at Mo Zhirou with a smile.

Mo Zhirou lowered his head and did not dare to answer.

On the other hand, it was Princess Shu who was a little bit calmed down by Shen Ningning. She frowned in confusion and looked towards the field.

Logically speaking, Mo Lingwei is the legitimate son of the late queen, and her husband, the King of Shu, as the emperor's biological brother, should love Mo Lingwei more.

Although in normal times, the King of Shu only interacts with the prince's faction.

 However, this incident made Princess Shu deeply feel that her husband seemed to pay more attention to the Ninth Prince.

While she was deep in thought, Shen Ningning shouted happily: "The game has begun!"

 Everyone looked towards the field together. Mo Lingwei flicked his riding whip and shot out like an arrow from the string.

 The rule is that whoever runs three laps first and sounds the red gongs and drums wins!

He took the lead, followed closely by the Ninth Prince, chasing after him relentlessly!

The rest of the people didn't dare to really compete with them, but just ran along with them to add to the fun.

The people on the field kept cheering, and the noise echoed through the blue sky.

Just when Shen Ningning saw that Mo Lingwei was about to break through the finish line and beat the gongs and drums.

Sudden!

 He turned the reins, and the horse seemed to have lost control and rushed directly to the male guests' seat!

The King of Shu originally watched the game with a smile, but when he saw Mo Lingwei's tall horse head rushing toward him, his smile suddenly disappeared!

 “Ling Wei, stop, stop!” The King of Shu was frightened and stood up to run away quickly, but the male guests around him were all busy running for their lives.

　　blocked him firmly in his seat.

Mo Lingwei on the horse seems to be tightening the reins and controlling the horse's direction.

However, his sharp black eyes shone with a deep cold light.

 It is enough to prove that he did it on purpose.

Shen Ningning quickly covered her eyes with her little hands to avoid seeing King Shu being trampled by a horse's hoof and vomiting blood.