A beautiful daughter came to the Xiangfu

Lin Qingyang saw Prince An behind him wearing his regular clothes.

Confused, he asked, "Why are you here? Don't you have to go on stage?"

Little Prince An sat down next to Lin Qingyang and pulled her to sit down as well.

"In the first game, I'm not needed."

Little Prince An raised his eyebrows slightly, and looking at Lin Qingyang's searching eyes, he was still happy in his heart.

"Didn't you say you are good at playing polo? How could the emperor not use you?" Lin Qingyang was puzzled. Logically, the emperor would choose strong people as teammates. Although Liang Jingsui was in the same group as the emperor, why didn't he play in the first game?

"I'll compete in the next game." Little Prince An gently patted the back of Lin Qingyang's hand.

With the sound of a gong, the game officially begins.

Xiao An Wang reminded her: "Watch the game."

Zhuang Weining asked the little prince An next to him: "If you don't go on stage, will my brother go on stage?"

While Zhuang Weining was speaking, his eyes did not leave the field.

Prince An saw that Zhuang Weining and Aying's eyes were focused on Yang Ting.

Prince An glanced at the two men and smiled faintly, "One of the Duke Qing and his son will play in a while. I heard that Prince Shun and his son will play, but I'm not sure whether it will be Prince Qi and his son or your father and brother. After all, this is their tactical arrangement."

Zhuang Weining nodded.

Without Liang Jingsui, Lin Qingyang found the game boring and talked in a random manner with Xiao Anwang.

"Who is stronger in this match?"

Little Prince An saw that Lin Qingyang was absent-minded, and he was very happy. He replied: "It doesn't matter who is stronger. In a competition, tactics and luck are also important."

"Looking at the current situation, which team will win?"

Lin Qingyang looked up and met Prince An's slightly smiling eyes.

"So who do you hope will win this game?" Prince Xiao An asked instead of answering.

Lin Qingyang spoke without hesitation: "Of course it's the Emperor's team, because you are from that team!"

Lin Qingyang was not pessimistic about the father and son of the Yang family, but they were members of the prince's team. According to their closeness to him, they had to support Prince Xiao An. Besides, this team was organized by the emperor.

Prince Xiao An smiled but said nothing.

"nice shot"

I don’t know who scored the first goal on the field, but there was cheering from the audience.

Ah Ying asked Prince Xiao An, "Prince, who scored the goal just now?"

Acupuncturist Ah Ying came to watch the fun. She didn't know anyone and could barely distinguish the two teams, but she still enjoyed watching it.

"That is the current emperor." Prince Xiao An replied.

"Oh!"

After the emperor scored the first goal, his morale was boosted. He smiled and said to the princes' team on the field: "Don't give in to me just because I'm the emperor. Show me your level, haha!"

Normally, most people wouldn't dare to defeat the emperor, but this was a "team battle" after all, and the outcome wasn't decided by just one or two people. But in the first match of the first day, everyone was still a little more "cautious".

With a goal, the atmosphere off the field was completely different. The queen on the main throne didn't care, whether it was the emperor or the prince, they were all her closest relatives no matter who won or lost, but the four concubines really supported the prince.

"Tell me, if the prince loses, will he be angry?" Lin Qingyang asked Prince Xiao An.

"Why do you ask?" Little Prince An didn't understand what Lin Qingyang meant.

"Although it is a father-son game, the biggest support today comes from the Prince's Mansion."

After Lin Qingyang finished speaking, Prince An understood.

"The first day's competition was all about testing. Neither side used their strongest lineup. If the emperor is happy, he might let the prince win a game. But no matter who wins or loses, the score difference won't be too big and won't affect the results later."

After Xiao An Wang finished speaking, Lin Qingyang nodded and understood why Xiao An Wang did not play, because the strongest lineup did not play.

The two people were chatting and laughing, but everyone was watching.

The game was exciting but not tense. The two teams scored goals and there was no tension between the two sides.

On the prince's side, except for Minister Cui who is a little older, everyone else is relatively young, and Minister Cui is very good at polo.

On the emperor's side, both Wang Xiao and the emperor are older than Minister Cui.

Perhaps it was true as Prince Xiao An said, the emperor was in a good mood and the prince's group won by a small margin.

It seems that the emperor is telling everyone in a way that his only son is better than him?

The Emperor was cheerful throughout the game and was not affected by the loss at all.

After the game, there was a short break at halftime before the next group of games began.

The players who are leaving the field can return to their own rest area and watch the game.

The emperor and the prince returned to the main seats, and the four concubines of the prince's mansion moved from the front to a viewing seat a little further back, where the view was still good.

The Prince's team won the game. The happiest person was Cui Jiaojiao. Her father, brother and husband were all in the same group. She could cheer loudly. Minister Cui also scored a goal just now. Her face was filled with pride.

The emperor and the prince were talking to each other, and no one knew what they were saying, but from their expressions, they looked very happy.

Next is the match between Prince Qi and Prince Shun.

Zhuang Weining opened his eyes wide and looked towards the entrance of the venue.

The Shunwang group entered first, their clothes were off-white jackets.

The people who appeared included Prince Shun and his son, Xiao Meng from the Xiao family, Prince Shun’s palace soldiers and staff, but no one knew their names.

When Prince Qi came on the stage, Princess Qi and Zhuang Weining did almost the same thing, standing up and looking around.

Maybe at this time, they hate themselves for not being tall enough and having short necks.

This group of people were wearing light purple clothes, which made them easy to distinguish from King Shun's troops.

Walking in front was Prince Qi, followed by Duke Qing and his son, Commander Shen, and Zhuang Yunlin's personal guard Jin Guang.

Zhuang Weining was so excited when she saw her father and brother that she almost shouted out loud, but the crowd was too noisy off the field, and even if she shouted, people on the field might not hear her.

As soon as the people here came on stage, Prince Qi ran over to Princess Qi.

Princess Qi saw him wearing the light purple jacket for the competition and asked in confusion, "Why are you here wearing this?"

Until the game starts, no one is sure who will be on the field.

Just now Xiao Anwang also said that he doesn’t know who will play, which is a tactical issue.

After all, Prince Qi's son Liang Jinghan is young and much more lively.

"Mother, I am confusing the enemy! If I walk around them in this outfit, they will think I will go into battle!"

Liang Jing said with a smile.

"Did you succeed in confusing him?" asked Princess Qi.

"Brother Jingwei doesn't even care which of us comes out on stage. Sigh!"

As he spoke, the prince pursed his lips, looking unhappy.

Princess Qi laughed after hearing this, and patted her son to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, your mother cares about you, let's cheer for your father together."

"Yes!" Prince Qi and Princess Qi sat down together, and the game was about to begin.