Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 985

Cen Yuan didn't say a word and swung the club cleanly, hitting the man on the jaw.

Before the man could react, he was hit and fell to the ground, holding his jaw and screaming.

Blood gushed out from between his fingers, covering his hands.

The wind on the field seemed to have stopped.

The noisy stands were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. No one expected that Prince Consort Haiyan would personally take action.

They always thought that the prince consort was a gigolo. Even if Yunqi Academy shined in the martial arts exam, didn't the prince consort get in through the back door?

What can he do? Just say a few words like "A strong youth means a strong country"?

They even suspected that the position of Minister of the Northern Propaganda Department was obtained by the son-in-law through the princess.

But now...it seems that the prince consort is really not only handsome but also very brave. He even dares to pick up a long pole and hit people.

Tanlu was so shocked that he stood there, unable to move.

Oh my God, the one who was beaten was their king’s most beloved second prince, Booth!

That's right, Booth had never appeared on the roster of the delegation since entering the country. He had always been with the delegation in Beijing as a guard.

If the polo match hadn't been lost so badly in the first half, Booth wouldn't have thought of playing in person.

He summed it up at the time and said that the main reason for the loss in the first half was that there was no leader among the players. Everyone was trying to take credit and no one was willing to give in to anyone else.

So he substituted himself in the second half so that no one could take the credit. He thought he could change the situation on the field, but he lost even more miserably.

Booth couldn't believe that there were people who were against Wan. They had never met an opponent who dared to confront them.

Just now in the polo match, didn’t they commit any fouls?

Yes! But the referees just turned a blind eye and let it go. Who would seriously punish Wan? Aren't they afraid of retaliation?

However, even though the referee turned a blind eye, Wan still lost the game.

Beiyi is really rubbing Wan's face on the ground.

Beiyi shouldn't be like this. Beiyi doesn't dare to do this. Beiyi should be the one who dares the most.

Booth lost the game, and in anger he raised his long club without thinking and swung it at the little kid who smiled the brightest.

He didn't think about the consequences because he never thought there would be any consequences.

If he hits him, then he hits him. Who can do anything to him?

But now, Booth, who had fallen to the ground, felt not only deep resentment, but also shock.

From the moment the Northern Wing people dared to fight back collectively to the moment Cen Yuan swung his long pole, all the Wan people were unable to describe the shock in their hearts at this moment.

After Cen Yuan finished playing, he threw away the long pole and looked down at Booth with a cold smile, "It's not a big deal. But we in the North Wing have a saying that it's rude not to return the favor. This pole is my return to you."

The Wan people suddenly became agitated and gathered around Booth, chattering nonsense in the Wan language.

"Your Highness the Second Prince!"

"Your Highness, are you okay?"