Duke Jing's younger sister

Her voice was drawn out, with a bit of girlish cuteness and a hint of coldness that was unsuitable for the season.

The onlookers were also a little confused for a moment. Liang Yangrong and Luo Cheng were obviously at loggerheads. Neither of them would submit to the other, and neither was willing to give in.

Everyone present was from aristocratic families in Jiangdu City. Even if they didn't often play together, they always knew each other, so someone had to mediate.

One of the men in purple said, "Brother Liang, what bet did you two make? If you lose, just admit defeat like a real man. It's not a big deal. I lose a hundred or eighty polo games a year, so there's nothing to shirk!"

Shen Li recognized this man. He was also present when she and Luo Cheng were drinking in the royal enclosure before. But Shen Li didn't know his name.

Now he seemed to be persuading Liang Yangrong, but in fact his words were directed towards Luo Yan.

"This gentleman is absolutely right,"

Shen Li smiled and agreed, "Even we little girls know the truth that 'once a word is spoken, it is hard to take it back'. Young Master Liang is a man of seven feet tall, and he is of the same bloodline as the Empress. Naturally, two people can come from the same family. The Empress is of noble character, so Young Master Liang will naturally not go back on his word."

She had no grudge against Liang Yangrong, so there was no need to force him to join the Liangshan bandits.

But in this situation, given her current relationship with Luo Cheng, she should stand on the same side with Luo Cheng and share the same hatred with him.

Besides, there are differences between men and women after all. Many words spoken by women and by men will end up with two completely opposite results.

At least since she said it, the two of them wouldn't really fight, which would have been a bad ending.

But this time, Shen Li guessed wrong.

Liang Yangrong was not what she thought he was, a gentleman, so he naturally did not hold the idea that "a good man does not fight with a woman".

After hearing her sarcastic remarks, he immediately despised Shen Li in his heart.

There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes. This bitch was just a beggar picked up by Shen Beiqi. She was wearing the skin of the Shen family, and she dared to act so presumptuous in front of him! ?

He absolutely could not let Luo Cheng make their bet public in front of so many people.

Otherwise, even if he broke the bet, he would still be pointed at and laughed at.

And there is Shen Li. He hates this kind of vicious and calculating woman the most. If he can kill the first person from the Shen family, he can naturally kill the second one!

He immediately took out two silver needles from his bosom and shot them out from his fingertips. The silver light emitted a cold light in the sunlight and was aimed at Shen Li's forehead.

Before she realized what was happening, Luo Yan rushed over to her and hugged her tightly. The two of them fell heavily to the ground from the horse's back.

Today is definitely not an auspicious day for playing polo!

She thought to herself, why else would they fall off the horses one after another? It didn't look like they were playing polo, but more like they were competing in sumo wrestling.

Fortunately, it was summer now, the grass was soft and green, and Luo Cheng held her tightly in his arms, so nothing was a big deal.

"Are you OK?"

Luo Cheng half-supported himself and leaned over her, looking down into her clear deer eyes, not noticing that there was anything wrong with their current posture.

"No...it's okay." Shen Li gently pushed his shoulder.

The young man suddenly realized something was wrong, and his pretty cheeks suddenly turned red, almost bleeding, even more gorgeous than the red brocade robe he was wearing.

He stood up hurriedly, paused for a moment, at a loss, then came to his senses and bent down to help Shen Li up from the ground.

After checking that she was fine, he rolled up his sleeves and punched Liang Yangrong in the face.

"You bastard!"

He punched extremely fast, almost using all his strength, carrying new and old hatreds, and he wished he could break the nose of this guy named Liang!

The clenched fist seemed to carry a gust of wind, and when it was still half an inch away from Liang Yangrong's cheek, his wrist was firmly clamped by someone.

Luo Yan was unable to move, and his attack was forced to stop in mid-air. When he turned around and saw who was blocking him, he was stunned for a moment, "Brother?"

Luo Jue looked serious and shook his hand away forcefully.

After taking a deep look at him, he smiled and apologized to Liang Yangrong, "My brother has offended me, please don't be angry, Mr. Liang San."

Liang Yangrong didn't take Luo Jue seriously at all. Even if Luo Jue didn't come forward to stop him, he was confident enough in his own strength.

I believe that I have the ability to beat Luo Yan to a pulp.

He snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "Hey, the Wenchang Marquis's Mansion is rich and powerful, they can beat people up if they want, how dare I get angry? As long as Luo Cheng wants to hit me, I can only bear it."

After hearing this, Luo Cheng wanted to go forward and teach him a lesson, but was stopped by his brother Luo Jue.

"First you broke the contract after losing the game, then you injured someone with a hidden weapon, and now you are still pretending to be so arrogant. Do you think you are the only one who has the final say in Jiangdu City? You should be thankful that Shen Li is fine. If anything happened to her, I would have to kill you today!"

Luo Jue shouted coldly, "Jing'er, don't be rude!"

"Kill me?" Liang Yangrong laughed as if he had heard a funny joke. "If you have the guts, come and kill me now?"

"Yang Rong——"

A familiar voice called out from behind him. Liang Yangrong was startled for a moment, then he turned around and bowed respectfully, "Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince and Your Highness the Third Prince."

The arrogance and domineeringness just now were completely gone. At this moment, Liang Yangrong was well-mannered and polite. He looked like a well-educated and cultured gentleman.

Shen Li who was standing beside him couldn't help but smack his lips. The speed at which Mr. Liang's expression changed was truly amazing!

If he is willing to perform on the stage of Yalexuan, what is the point of that Mr. Yaoyue?

Along with the Crown Prince and the Third Prince came a young man dressed in a dark blue brocade robe. He was tall and slender, with an unrivaled appearance, so handsome that one could not ignore his presence at a single glance.

Beside him, there was an enchanting woman in red.

Shen Li recognized her. It was Linlang who played the pipa on the pleasure boat before.

It must be said that Linlang is extremely beautiful. Even when standing next to Shen Beiqi, she is not overshadowed by his outstanding looks. Instead, her beauty is unique in her own way.

While she was secretly looking at Linlang, the other party was also looking at her.

Their eyes met in the air for a moment, and then Linlang gave her a beautiful smile and nodded to her.

Shen Li nodded slightly in return.

Linlang naturally remembered her, Shen Beiqi's sister, whom she had met once before.

The girl was standing behind the crowd, she was petite.

Maybe because the weather was a little hot, the little face, which was the size of a palm, was flushed, but the pair of lively deer eyes were still as clear as water, like an unpolished jade without any impurities, and the beauty was natural.

But...

What made Linlang feel strange was that the last time they met, she suddenly had the illusion that she had seen this Miss Shen somewhere before.

This time, this feeling became even more obvious.

But after thinking it over carefully in her mind, she still had no clue.

So, where did she meet this Miss Shen San?