The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 109 Shura Field

Jiang Fuguang smiled: "Aunt Shi Wang is bothered, it's rare for Fusheng to have half a day off, so I walked around the mountains without being disturbed."

Seeing the orchid in Yingluo's hand, the princess of Rongjun believed it, and she was amazed: "I don't know how many people have set foot in this mountain forest, and you have been asked to find this rare pearl from the sea. I see that this orchid is beautiful, simple and quiet. , Elegant and noble charm, it is really rare."

Appreciating orchids is not only about the variety, but also about the appearance of the plant, and more importantly, about its elegance. This is borrowing flowers as a metaphor.

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Before the start of Qushui Liushang, Dongfang Yu and some young masters went into the mountains to hunt some wild game, and they used local ingredients for lunch, all of which were wild ingredients.

Everyone sat in separate seats, and several princesses sat together.

Jiang Fuguang was not hungry, so he used some fresh and tender wild vegetables, and after a taste, he couldn't eat any more.

"Have a bad appetite?" Jiang Ningjia was worried that she might not be used to these wild foods.

"I ate too much snacks, and I got tired of it for a while, and I couldn't eat anything." Jiang Fuguang took a cup of tea, lowered his head and took a sip, "Come out to have fun, and eating has become a joke, tea, as well as various snacks, fruits, and snacks, no Serving it up intermittently, I swelled my stomach before I knew it."

Jiang Ningjia played pitching pot with a group of girls before. Everyone was in high spirits and had a great time. She didn't have time to eat. She was so hungry.

Soon, Princess Rongjun came over with a cup of soup herself: "Earlier, the son of Dongfang hunted some wild pigeons in the mountains and stewed pigeon soup. Pigeon soup."

Jiang Ningjia's smile deepened, the pigeons hunted by the son of Dongfang are the only ones for the eldest princess.

"Thank you, Aunt Tenth." Princess Rongjun was also full of kindness, and Jiang Fuguang naturally couldn't shirk it. Besides, most of the wild animals on the table today were hunted by Dongfang Shizi and his party. If you really care about this, you don't need to use the meal. .

"You don't have to thank me," Princess Rong said with a smile on her face, "If you want to thank, thank you Dongfang Shizi who hunted the pigeons."

This remark was a bit of a joke, Jiang Fuguang didn't change his face, and smiled on his lips: "I really should thank him," glanced at the pheasant soup on the table, and said with a smile, "If it weren't for the son of Dongfang, we wouldn't be able to eat these pheasants today. Wild game."

Princess Rongjun smiled unabated: "Princess Princess is right, we should all thank Prince Dongfang."

As expected of a person who has become the regent princess, her words and deeds have her own rules, and she is not influenced by others. She just doesn't know whether the Eastern heir with a dragon and a phoenix, a jade and a golden appearance, caught her eyes.

The simple clear stewed pigeon soup, eats the original flavor of the ingredients, the soup is yellow and bright, with red wolfberries floating on top, Jiang Fuguang tasted it, and the taste is really good.

As soon as Princess Rongjun left, Jiang Ningyuan couldn't eat any more, and put down her chopsticks heavily: "The eldest princess is really grand, to have a meal, I have to be urged by the ten kings three times and four times, come here to serve me personally, and say something arrogant , it’s not an exaggeration.”

Everyone at the Flower Appreciation Festival was showing courtesy to Jiang Fuguang, putting Jiang Fuguang first in everything, even Dongfang Yu, who was graceful and elegant, was also very courteous to Jiang Fuguang.

The soreness in Jiang Ningyuan's heart couldn't be suppressed at all, it kept rising to his throat, his head was so hot that he couldn't control his mouth.

As soon as such harsh words were uttered, there was a moment of silence.

Jiang Ningjia couldn't help it at first: "You have a lot of things, you have changed your way to pick things up, and you are not the one who dares to be urged three times and four times. You are unhappy, and others are arrogant. I used to play pot throwing with the ladies, and I played well. I'm so happy, I asked Aunt Ten Wang to invite me twice, are you going to say that I am arrogant and don't use chicken feathers as arrows?"

"Jiang Ningjia, I'm talking to the eldest princess," Jiang Ningyuan was so angry, "Do you know how to be polite?"

"I'm not as polite as you," Jiang Ningjia replied, "After all, I'm not like you. I was specially taught the rules by the palace people."

"You—" Jiang Ningyuan suddenly stood up, because Jiang Fuguang was the youngest of the sisters, and Jiang Ningjia had protected Jiang Fuguang since he was a child.

"Sit down!" Jiang Fuguang raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were extremely cold, if she didn't know how to restrain her temper, disturb the flower viewing festival, and refute the face of Shi Wangshu and his wife, it would be embarrassing.

Jiang Ningyuan's almond eyes widened: "Why do you order me?"

"Sit down by yourself, or Princess Ning Yuan is unwell and leaves first, you choose." Jiang Fuguang looked calm, as if worried that she would not understand the situation, "I hope you know."

So, it's not asking for her opinion.

Instead, she was notified.

Jiang Ningyuan opened her eyes wide, Jiang Fuguang could really order someone to send her back.

Jiang Ningrou laughed softly, got up and walked to Jiang Ningyuan's side: "Sister Wuhuang finished eating, don't get up and leave in a hurry, just sit down and have a cup of tea. There is a mountain lake here, which is in the shade. After lunch, we went to have a rest together, which is also pleasant to think about.”

Jiang Ningyuan found the steps and took advantage of the opportunity to sit back.

The clever maid quickly brought the tea, Jiang Ningrou personally took the tea and handed it to Jiang Ningyuan, Jiang Ningyuan's anger also subsided a little.

……

The setting sun slanted, sprinkled a piece of golden brilliance, and faded away the heat of the noon.

Jiang Fuguang took a nap in a separate cubicle, and Jiang Ningjia came to look for her: "Uncle Shi Wang ordered someone to set up a field in the open space in front, and is going to play polo, let's go and have a look together!"

Playing polo is a kind of activity of riding on a horse and hitting a ball with sticks. Ten people on each side will gallop back and forth, and the one who gets the ball first and hits the goal wins.

Playing polo requires not only practicing skills, but also equestrianism, which is very popular at the time, but polo is always indispensable in any occasion for fun.

On the polo field, flags of various colors fluttered in the wind.

Red and blue confronted each other, King Rong and Ji Ruxuan drew the red side, Dongfang Yu and Gu Jiayan drew the blue side.

As soon as the gong sounded, the drums on the field were loud, and the two sides launched a fierce chase.

"Next!" King Rong took the lead, waved his stick, and the polo flew into the air.

More than a dozen horses all rushed towards the colored ball in midair, and one of the black horses jumped forward. Ji Ruxuan hit the ball with his back in midair and hit the colored ball back.

King Rongjun caught it with a stick, hit it into the hole, and won the first chip.

Cheers broke out in the middle of the field, and the drums became more and more intensive, cheering for the fierce competition.

For the next ball, it was Dongfang Yu who seized the opportunity. Ji Ruxuan drove the horse back and forth, and the clubs of both sides collided and exchanged non-stop.

It was a good polo club, but the two of them gave it the aura of a battlefield.

The two of them came and went, and the others in the field couldn't get in at all, watching the colored balls flying back and forth between the two of them.

The audience outside the stadium were all dumbfounded.

"Is this for real?"

"Play a ball, how come you really hit it?"

"Have they forgotten that they are playing polo? Do you want to remind them?"

"..."

　Author: "It's fighting, they're fighting, oh, delicious chicken~"

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