The queen who wears books always wants to bully me

Chapter 320 Horse Racing
Even if Zhou Ruolan was going to die, he couldn't do it himself.

No matter how hateful Zhou Ruolan was, she was still Fu Si's junior sister, and she had nothing to do with Yao Wanggu.

"But she wants to kill you." Chu Bei looked at her with soft eyes and a slightly cold tone.

"I know, but Zhou Ruolan can't die, let alone die because of you. I want to win over Yao Wanggu."

"Fu Si's position is firm, don't worry."

"As long as the old valley owner is around, he won't let it go." Mu Wan shook her head.

Being a teacher for a day and a father for life, Fu Si will be in a dilemma.

Fu Si could ignore Zhou Ruolan, but he couldn't ignore the old valley owner.

That old guy has a weird temper, he doesn't distinguish between good and evil, just like the Huang Yaoshi in East Evil and West Poison.

He will kill whoever kills his beloved disciple.

Chu Bei's eyes were deep, "But you are angry and don't trust me."

"I'm just joking, I believe you have nothing to do with her..." Mu Wan had a headache, when did this man get so serious?

"This king only has the emperor in his heart."

"Well, I know what the queen wants, let's go, the game is about to start." Suddenly saying this, Mu Wan's heart beat faster, and her ears turned red.

Chu Bei looked at her, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and wanted to say something, seeing her blushing a little embarrassed, he stopped making a sound, and let her push them to the racecourse, and got on the horse.

Before the racetrack.

Mu Wan rode Honghong, dressed in purple and with black hair, neutrally dressed, heroic and charming.

Chu Bei rode Ming Xiao, dressed in black clothes and black hair, looking majestic and cold.

Both of their mounts are rare first-class hard-earned horses.

In this horse race, not only the emperors and empresses participated, but also the Regent of Nanliang, the Ninth Princess of Nanliang, Prince Xiqi, the Great Prince of Beiming, several concubines and so on.

Like Chu Bei, Situ Mo and the others came to secretly protect the Empress.

As soon as the drums sounded, they started to gallop together.

Many people outside the racecourse were watching, and some started betting.

The Empress, Miss Zhou, and the Ninth Princess of Nanliang were the most prominent in the competition, and the male compatriots seemed to be modest.

The three are far ahead, evenly matched, and the competition is quite fierce.

The horses of Zhou Ruolan and the Ninth Princess of Nanliang are also first-class hard-blooded horses.

The horse of the Ninth Princess of Nanliang was originally a good horse, brought from Nanliang, so it is not surprising that she is a princess.

But what Zhou Ruolan rode was not only a first-class hard-earned BMW, but also a military Hummer. Where did she get such a good horse?
Mu Wan glanced at her pure black horse without a single hair. She was dressed in white, her appearance was overwhelming, she rode the horse and raised the whip, and she was very eye-catching.

Zhou Ruolan glanced at her with a flickering gaze, but she also looked at her, only to see that her brows and eyes were cold, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised with a hint of complacency and sarcasm.

On the other side, the Ninth Princess of Nanliang, dressed in red and with black hair, was riding a snow-white sweat-blooded BMW, staring at the Empress with hatred.

Both women seemed like they stomped her underfoot.

The bettors over there were also very fierce. Some bet on the Empress to win, some bet on Miss Zhou, and some bet on the Ninth Princess of Nanliang.

Chu Bei and the others followed closely behind, not daring to take their eyes off the purple figure running in the middle for a moment.

In the dark, there were still people staring at Miss Zhou and Princess Nine of Nanliang.

With so many people watching, they certainly didn't dare to play dirty tricks to harm the Empress at this time.

It's just that the two women were very angry and unwilling. Those handsome young men behind them all came for this woman, Jun Muwan.

The more they thought about it, the angrier they became.

He vowed to win her and let her lose face in front of everyone before he was reconciled.

The two of them rode the horse hard and raised the whip, and the horse ran away with all its strength, galloping hard.

But the empress's mount was in a happy mood today, more excited than usual, and the speed at which it ran under excitement was called galloping, a thousand miles away.

Mu Wan didn't smoke it much, so she ran really fast by herself, and she ran to the front in a hurry. She had a bright smile on her face, which was in stark contrast to the gloomy faces of Miss Zhou and Ninth Princess of Nanliang on both sides.

The queen won the first round.

And winning easily, beautifully.

Those who bet on the Queen's victory cheered.

But those who bet on Miss Zhou and Princess Nine of Nanliang were miserable.

All the money was thrown in, but I lost everything.

Many people burst into foul language one after another, of course only Miss Zhou was the one who said it.

The Ninth Princess of Nanliang, whether she is an envoy or a princess, has a bad temper and likes to beat people when she disagrees with her.

For a while, Miss Zhou was almost drowned by saliva.

Hearing those voices of accusation, disdain, and abuse, Miss Zhou's face was ugly, green and red intertwined.

She vowed frankly that she could win, and let them all bet on her, but in the end she lost to the empress, causing many family members to lose a lot of money, ten for one, and she usually spends a lot of money, and she is used to spending hundreds of thousands smashing money.

The result was lost.

Those who don’t have enough wealth are almost bankrupt. In this world, nothing is as big as money. Goddesses are just floating clouds. You have no power, no power, and no money. Who will look at you?
Now the goddess has become a broom star in their eyes.

A group of aristocratic family members angrily accused Miss Zhou of bullying them and demanded that she pay compensation.

Zhou Ruolan looked at those aristocratic sons with red eyes who angrily accused her, her face was livid, she dared not speak out, and tried her best to control her temper that was about to explode.

In this case, she should keep calm.

"Sorry, Ruolan is incompetent."

All she could say was that it was impossible to lose money.

Now even though she used a beauty trick, those aristocratic masters would not buy it.

One sentence from her is to make them lose everything, and it's over with one sentence of sorry? !

But there's nothing you can do about her. It's what you want, even if you sue the government, it's useless. Who told them to trust her and be greedy for beauty.

The sons of the family were very angry and helpless, and some were on the verge of crying.

Mu Wan glanced at Zhou Ruolan, narrowed her eyes slightly, and motioned for someone to come forward to comfort her.

She wants to open a racetrack, but she can't die in one go.

The steward stood up and said, "Don't be impatient, everyone. This is only the first round. There will be competitions later, and you can re-bet. There is a chance to comeback. This is just a game, and the most important thing is to participate."

Hearing this, the angry young masters of the aristocratic family calmed down a little.

"Yes, yes, we still have a chance to come back."

"But we have no money."

The steward smiled and said, "If you don't have money, you can remember it first. Everyone, bet first, and wait until you win the money before closing."

"Really, that's great, thank you in charge."

A group of princes from aristocratic families spoke incoherently in excitement, so they almost regarded the person in charge as Guanshiyin Bodhisattva who saved the suffering.

The steward smiled to appease them one by one and arranged for them to continue betting.

Then the drum sounded, and the second round began, and this time the empress did not participate.

This time, those aristocratic sons were a little smarter, and bet on both sides, one betting on Miss Zhou to lose, and the other betting on Princess Nine of Nanliang to win.

In the second round, Princess Nine of Nanliang won.

Zhou Ruolan's face was ugly.

The Ninth Princess of Nanliang smiled brightly, looked at Zhou Ruolan proudly, and rode away arrogantly, not even bothering to say anything to her.

To her, Zhou Ruolan is not worthy enough to be her opponent.

Zhou Ruolan was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She didn't check the almanac when she went out today. She lost two games in a row, and the Empress of the Kingdom of the Kingdom was fine. How could this Ninth Princess of Nanliang dare to look down on her?Who do you think she is? Isn’t she just a princess? A princess is a big deal?What an air of pride! !

She stared at the red figure, Zhou Ruolan held on tightly to the horse rope, her eyes flashed darkly, you wait for this girl.

(End of this chapter)