Chapter 398

The sedan stopped.

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look straight.

Nangong Huoyue, dressed in a fiery red dress, stepped out of the sedan, exuding a cold aura that had been cultivated through years of battlefield baptism, which was intimidating.

That face, as delicate as a flower, with a cold expression, was also full of majesty.

She looked at Prince Duan, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she cupped her hands and said, "Uncle Duan."

Prince Duan smiled with a smile on his face and said, "Huo Yue came so early today. Let's go to the stadium together."

Nangong Huoyue looked at Nangong Meijiao who was on the roadside and asked, "Will Meijiao also participate today?"

Nangong Meijiao lowered her head slightly and said, "Yes, Sister Huang, I am from Xiaorui's team."

Nangong Huoyue looked at the well-dressed young man next to her again and asked, "Is this one of yours?"

Nangong Meijiao lowered her head and said, "Yes."

Nangong Huoyue smiled slightly, said no more, dragged her fiery red dress and walked forward with Prince Duan.

The group of people did not dare to ride in the carriage again, so they all followed respectfully.

Even Nangong Xiaorui was shocked by her momentum. After timidly calling her "Sister Huang", she no longer dared to speak.

"So majestic."

Nangong Meijiao complained in a low voice to someone next to her.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the red figure in front of him and said, "I got it by relying on my own ability."

Nangong Meijiao looked at him and said, "Are you sad?"

Luo Qingzhou looked strange: "Why are you sad?"

Nangong Meijiao's eyes were full of schadenfreude: "They are ignoring you, and they even pretend not to know you. Maybe it's not just pretending, but the noble person forgets things so much that he has already forgotten you."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Isn't that better? For me, it's safer."

Nangong Meijiao curled her lips: "I'm afraid someone doesn't think so."

Luo Qingzhou said: "The princess is really verbose."

"What did you say?"

Nangong Meijiao's eyes widened.

Luo Qingzhou said: "I say the princess is really smart."

Nangong Meijiao snorted coldly and said, "Play hard today. When you finish playing, I will give you a gift."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "What gift?"

Nangong Meijiao showed a sneer on her lips and said, "You will know when the time comes. I believe you will like it."

Luo Qingzhou took one look at the expression on her face, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Isn't it lime?

The group soon arrived at the stadium.

At this time, the morning sun had just risen.

Prince Duan and the eldest princess sat in the front row together and were chatting about recent events in Kyoto.

As for matters in the palace and the border, both of them tacitly agreed not to mention them.

Luo Qingzhou and Nangong Meijiao followed Nangong Xiaorui on the court and became familiar with each position.

Luo Qingzhou walked to the goal and observed the distance around him.

Including the goalkeeper, there are nine people on each side. The rules are no different from ordinary football, and the field is slightly smaller than a football field.

Nangong Xiaorui gathered a few people together, discussed the tactics for the upcoming game, and assigned everyone's positions.

There were three forwards, namely Nangong Xiaorui, Nangong Meijiao, and the young man named Shi Zi.

Nangong Xiaorui also told everyone about the characteristics of the opponent's football.

The person who made an appointment with her to compete was a ten-year-old girl named Zhang Yan'er from Concubine Zhang's natal family.

Zhang Yan'er's father was a court minister, and his family was also a wealthy family.

At the same time, she also has a special identity - a quasi-imperial concubine.

Zhang Yaner has also loved playing football since she was a child, and she is also very talented. She played several games with Nangong Xiaorui, and both of them had their own victories and defeats, and neither one was convinced by the other.

If it were anyone else, they would not confront her tit for tat if they only heard the name "quasi-imperial concubine".

But Nangong Xiaorui was not afraid of her and returned her bet. Whoever lost would bark like a puppy and apologize to the other party.

Prince Duan tried to persuade her a few times, but seeing that it had no effect, he had no choice but to let her run wild.

The Queen Mother and Concubine Zhang also witnessed with their own eyes the process from the quarrel to the date between the two little girls. Concubine Zhang proposed the competition with a smile to prevent the two from continuing to quarrel.

The morning sun had just risen over the top of the mountain, and Zhang Yan'er also led his team to the stadium in a majestic manner.

Nangong Xiaorui is wearing a black jersey, and Zhang Yaner is wearing a white jersey.

Zhang Yan'er's team also included girls in their 17s and 20s, as well as young men in their twenties. They were surprisingly consistent in age and gender with Nangong Xiaorui's team members.

The two seemed to have already discussed it, so it seemed more fair.

"Xiao Rui, don't say that I bullied you. Although I am one year older than you, I am shorter than you and my legs are not as long as yours. I hope you will lose by then and don't use this matter to make excuses."

As soon as Zhang Yaner came to the stadium, she spoke very irritably.

Nangong Xiaorui sneered and said, "Don't worry, I'm not like some people who like cheating. Zhang Yan'er, if you lose today and keep cheating, I won't spare you."

Zhang Yan'er sneered and said: "We will know who loses later. The Queen Mother and aunt are here today, and the eldest princess and sister are also here. The Holy Emperor may also come after he retires. So don't worry , whoever is a scoundrel will never have the honor to go out."

Nangong Xiaorui snorted coldly: "That's good. Zhang Yan'er, let's agree first. The loser will imitate a puppy and bark at least twenty times, and let everyone hear it. As for the apology, do you want to apologize? , I don’t care.”

Zhang Yan'er said with contempt on her face: "I agree. The loser can just bark twenty times like a puppy. As for apologizing, I don't want to hear your apology. You don't have any sincerity anyway."

The two looked at each other, their voices conflicting, and their swords were at war.

At this time, a large group of people surrounded the Queen Mother and Princess Zhang and walked slowly.

Prince Duan and the eldest princess, who were chatting, both stood up.

Prince Duan greeted him with a smile on his face and bowed his head in salute.

Concubine Zhang, who was no better than the Queen Mother, also hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "I haven't seen Prince Duan for a long time. He is getting younger and younger."

Prince Duan smiled and said, "Not as good as the concubine."

The Queen Mother glanced at the girl behind him and whispered, "Huo Yue seems to be in a bad mood today. What's going on?"

Prince Duan replied in a low voice: "I guess it's because I've been bored in the palace recently."

Concubine Zhang walked over quickly, with a bright smile on her face, and took Nangong Huoyue's hand affectionately: "Huoyue, look at you, have you not eaten well recently, and have you lost weight?"

Nangong Huoyue had a cold face and ignored her, looking at his biological mother.

Concubine Zhang said a few more words enthusiastically, and then Fang let go of her hand and stepped aside.

The Queen Mother walked over, frowned slightly and said, "Huo Yue, why are you looking at your mother like that? Why don't you call out when you see your mother?"

Nangong Huoyue was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "Mother, the demon clan on the border is in chaos, the city has fallen, and the people have been displaced. I want to go over to quell the chaos. When can I set off?"

Hearing this, the Queen Mother smiled and said: "Huo Yue, you don't have to worry about this matter. The imperial court has already sent people there. I believe that the turmoil will subside soon. You just returned to Kyoto, let's have a good time together as mother and daughter. Ju, your imperial brother is reluctant to let you go. You are a girl, so you should leave that kind of thing to a man, otherwise people will think that we have no men."

Nangong Huoyue said: "But that is my fiefdom. If I don't go, what will the soldiers and people there think of me?"

The Queen Mother smiled faintly, sat down on the seat next to her, reached out and held her hand and said: "Come, sit down and talk. Today we are here to watch Xiaorui and Yan'er play football. As for those things, we won't mention them today. Of course, your imperial brother and the ministers of the court have to worry about national affairs. Once you finally come back, take a good rest and don't worry about anything else."

Concubine Zhang also said with a smile on her face: "Yes, yes, Huoyue, listen to your mother, wars are men's business. It's not good for you, a girl, to always go out and show off. I am so happy in the palace, with your mother. , there is the Holy One, there is us , Yan'er, Xiaorui and the others are all eating and playing together happily. Why go out to the wind and sun and run around? Moreover, fighting is dangerous. You are the most beloved princess of the late Emperor and the Queen Mother. If anything happens, Something went wrong..."

"Don't mention my father in front of me!"

Nangong Huoyue suddenly interrupted her, looked at her coldly and said, "You are not qualified."

The smile on Princess Zhang's face suddenly froze, and the corners of her eyes twitched a few times, but she did not dare to get angry. She smiled coquettishly and said, "Okay, okay, I won't mention it anymore."

The Queen Mother's face darkened and she said, "Huo Yue, what's your attitude?"

Nangong Huoyue said no more, took his hand from hers, turned around, walked to a distant seat alone and sat down, looking at the stadium.

That fiery red dress, under the morning sunshine, became the most unique scenery on the court.

"The late emperor favored her!"

The Queen Mother snorted coldly and said with a sullen face: "How unbecoming a girl is when she goes out to show off and lead troops to fight all day long!"

Concubine Zhang hurriedly tried to persuade her: "Sister, don't be angry. Huo Yue may have been in a bad mood recently, so she bumped into you."

Then her eyes flashed, and she sighed and said: "Hey, Huo Yue has his own kingdom and his own army. He is stronger than those princes, so it is understandable that he has a stronger temper. He probably left his own place. It’s been too long, I miss you a little.”

As soon as she said this, Prince Duan glanced at her.

The Queen Mother sullenly said with a sneer: "My own place?"

Concubine Zhang smiled coquettishly and said nothing.

At this time, Zhang Yan'er's voice came from the stadium: "Queen Mother, aunt, elder sister, Prince Duan, can we start?"

The Queen Mother looked at her with a smile on her face and said, "We can begin."

"Xiao Rui, it's time to start!"

Zhang Yaner shouted and returned to his team.

The players on both sides stood still and prepared.

The referee holds the ball in his hand and is ready to serve in the middle.

"when--"

The gong sounds and the game begins.

The ball was thrown high into the sky and then fell down again.

Players from both sides began to fight fiercely.

Nangong Huoyue looked at the figure standing in front of the goal on the court with burning eyes. After a moment, he said to the side: "We will find a way to bring him to my palace during the lunch break."

Yueying, who stood behind him, said respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness."

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