Duke Jing's younger sister

Shen Zhiyan was walking down the stairs holding the hem of her skirt. Everyone had arrived and they set off.

Luo Cheng and Xiao Wenyuan drove horses, Shen Li and Shen Zhiyan took their maids in a carriage, and they passed through the towering city gate and headed towards the suburbs.

There are many large and small enclosures in Jiangdu City, the largest of which is the royal enclosure that Shen Li had visited before.

Although the place is spacious, the journey is quite far.

So today, they did not go to the royal enclosure, but were led by Xiao Wenyuan to an enclosure in the suburbs built by Liang Sanlang, the son of Duke Liang, Liang Yangrong.

It is very close to Jiangyang Lake, with white flowers like snow and the lake shimmering along the way. It is also the closest to the city, so it is very suitable no matter how you look at it.

Of course, the most important reason is that Xiao Wenyuan and Liang Yangrong had already agreed to discuss the winner today.

The prize was a snow-white puppy that Liang Sanlang had found from somewhere some time ago.

He knew at a glance that Shen Zhiyan would definitely like it, but Liang Sanlang refused to sell it no matter what. He just said that if Shen Zhiyan had the ability, she could just beat him in one round, and he would give it to her with both hands.

Luo Cheng has always been good at playing polo, so Xiao Wenyuan went to find him specially, and he was determined to get the white-haired puppy!

The sun was a bit dazzling. I walked into the paddock from the parking lot and was already sweating all the way.

There were already several people on the polo field riding their horses and chasing each other. From time to time, they would raise the poles in their hands and hit the ball, making a crisp sound.

"It's so hot today, are you still going to play polo?"

Shen Zhiyan asked Xiao Wenyuan who was walking beside him, and Xiao Wenyuan nodded and said, "I have already made an appointment with Liang Sanlang. I want to fight with him today and we must decide the winner."

Shen Zhiyan understood what he said. The strange desire to win among men is no less than that on the polo field.

As soon as they sat down under the awning, Luo Cheng opened the bulging bag he had been carrying all the way, as if presenting a treasure.

"I brought you some fruits."

Early this morning, he went to his kitchen to search for something. Thinking that the weather was hot today, he did not bring any cakes or anything like that, but only packed some fresh fruits.

Looking at the pile of fruits in front of him, Shen Li looked at him in surprise, "You call this pile of fruits 'some'?"

She had never been able to stand the heat, so her cheeks would turn red at the slightest bit of hot air. It took her some effort to come in from the paddock, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

At this moment, her rosy cheeks were white with a hint of rosy red, just like the red apple she was holding in her hand.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so just pick what you like and leave the rest for the two of us." Luo Yan looked at her and said, "we" he mentioned refers to him and Xiao Wenyuan.

Xiao Wenyuan agreed, "Yes, you and Yan'er can choose what to eat, and we can eat anything."

"Luo Cheng, why are you wasting time instead of playing golf?" A man in the distance, carrying a golf club, shouted at him.

Luo Cheng turned around and rolled his eyes at the man, then turned around to look at her pink cheeks again, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Remember to cheer me up."

She smiled and said, "Okay, good luck!"

"I'll be back in a minute."

"Ah."

He wanted to pinch her pink cheeks, but unfortunately there were too many people here, so he gave up.

The sun is scorching on the polo field.

Luo Cheng's red clothes fluttered in the wind, and his black hair shone brightly in the sun. He was in the same team with Xiao Wenyuan, and their opponents were Liang Sanlang and his friends.

The other players on the field stepped back and stood in the shade under the shed, cheering for both sides.

Shen Zhiyan came with a neat horse outfit. Looking at the scorching sun, she suddenly lost interest and slowly ate the crystal grapes that Baozhu had peeled on a glass plate.

Xingping was chewing a melon nearby, and she thought to herself that luckily what the girl hated most was grapes, as they were really hard to eat. This melon was as crisp and refreshing as honey, and it was so thirst-quenching with just one bite.

After eating the melon brought by Luo Cheng, Xing Ping felt that Luo Cheng was... not bad. If the girl married him, it would be good!

Shen Li looked at the figures chasing each other on the polo field, her eyes always fixed on the bright red. She was completely unaware that Xing Ping beside her wanted to sell her out after taking two bites of the melon.

The battle on the field was as intense as the weather.

Luo Cheng rode his horse at full speed, swung the club in his hand with force, and the brown polo ball flew directly into the goal.

Liang Yangrong immediately leaned forward and stretched out his club to block it, but unfortunately he was a step too slow and the polo ball brushed past his club and flew away quickly.

The gong sounded and the referee shouted, the red team scored a goal.

The incense sticks were more than half burned, but Liang Yangrong's yellow team had not scored a single goal.

"Ah..."

Liang Yangrong sneered, turned his horse's head, and looked at Luo Cheng with dissatisfaction, "Luo's second son, it's just a game of polo, why are you fighting so hard? Is your life so worthless?"

Luo Cheng smiled nonchalantly, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm in his words, and said teasingly,

"Mr. Liang San is angry because he is about to lose? Why can't he afford to lose?"

Liang Yangrong clenched his back teeth and gripped the reins tightly in his hand, with veins on the back of his hand showing.

He respected Xiao Wenyuan because of his status as the crown prince. Who the heck was this Luo Cheng? What was the current state of the Wenchang Marquisate? Didn't Luo Cheng himself know?

How dare you shout like a clown in front of him!? What the hell!

Seeing Liang Yangrong's face becoming increasingly gloomy, Luo Cheng smiled even more brightly.

On the polo field, if you encounter an opponent with a much greater strength than you, you should give them one goal so that the opponent doesn't lose too badly.

He had not intended to be so ruthless, but it was this Liang who had spoken out so much in Changqing Tower a few days ago, daring to slander his father for being incompetent and cowardly, and also saying how his grandmother was so arrogant and used to currying favor with the powerful.

If his brother hadn't stopped him that day, he would have rushed out and beat the Liang guy to a pulp.

It's just that he relies on his aunt being the queen that he does evil things in Jiangdu city every day and takes advantage of the power of others.

Before arriving at the enclosure, Luo Cheng had not expected that the person Xiao Wenyuan had an appointment with today was actually Liang Yangrong.

But now that he had met him and he was his rival, how could he suppress the anger accumulated in his heart and not kill him without leaving a single piece of armor?

Xiao Wenyuan noticed that the two were not on good terms, and immediately tried to reconcile them.

"It's just a game of polo. It's fate that we can play together today. It's precious for everyone to be harmonious, it's precious for everyone to be harmonious!"

Liang Yangrong curled his lips with interest and said coldly, "Luo Cheng, since you are so powerful, how about we add a chip?"

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows, "I'm happy to accompany you!"

Liang Yangrong raised the golf club in his hand and pointed it directly at the young man in red clothes sitting on the back of a maroon horse opposite him.

"If you lose, you must kneel down in front of your sweetheart and call me grandpa! Do you dare to answer?" Just now, Luo Rong was under the arbour, exchanging glances with the adopted sister of Duke Jingguo, so she naturally could not escape his sight.

Today, he would make sure that Luo Cheng would never be able to raise his head in front of Miss Shen San.

He wanted to see if this man would still be able to laugh when the time came.

Luo Cheng sneered when he heard this, and said "tsk tsk" twice.

"I never thought that at his age, Liang Sanlang still likes to play childish tricks. You are so anxious to become a grandfather, are you afraid that you won't live to see the day? Well, I am in a good mood today, so I will play with you."

Liang Yangrong narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "When it comes to talking, who can beat Erlang of the Luo family?"

Luo Cheng slightly restrained his smile and looked at Liang Yangrong coldly.

"If you lose, how about standing on the corridor on the third floor at noon tomorrow when Changqing Building is crowded with people and shouting 'I am the biggest idiot in the world' three times?"

"A word is settled!"

Liang Yangrong smiled sinisterly, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He didn't know whether he would lose or not, but Luo Rong - today he must be either dead or disabled!