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Chapter 1695 The Prince
Chapter 1695 The Prince
In the next few days, Yaotong practiced riding and shooting skills with General Wei every day. After just a few days, Yaotong could clearly feel that his body was gradually changing, as if step by step, Full of power.

And those voyeurs hiding in the dark have never appeared again these days.

It seems that the man has believed it.

Early in the morning, after practicing equestrianism, Yaotong bid farewell to General Wei and headed towards Linhua Palace.

"The Third Highness is tired today, you can take a good rest when you go back." Yaotong's personal eunuch said Zhufeng.

Yaotong glanced at Zhuifeng and shook her head, "I still have a lot of homework left behind."

After listening to the wind, I secretly sighed that His Highness the Third Highness worked too hard every day.

"Meet Your Highness the Third Prince." When Yao Tong passed by the lotus pond, a young eunuch stopped him.

"Exemption." Yaotong glanced at the little eunuch and said lightly.

The little eunuch thanked him, stepped forward and said, "His Royal Highness Third Prince, His Royal Highness, please go to the front court."

"Prince?" Seeing that it was the prince looking for him, Yao Tong frowned indistinctly, with a faint premonition in his heart.

The little eunuch nodded, "That's right, it's just in front of the court, my servant will take the Third Highness down."

"it is good."

Yaotong followed the little eunuch all the way forward, and after a while, they came to an open space.

This open space is just like the little eunuch said, it is a stadium.

Before entering the court, Yaotong glanced at Zhufeng beside him, and Zhufeng immediately reacted, bent over and retreated.

At this time, there was not only the prince alone in the stadium, but also the four princes, the sixth prince, and the seventh prince who had passed before, and each of them changed into a splendid attire. Cuju suit.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Prince." After Yaotong entered the court, he bent down to greet the Prince.

The prince was playing with a cuju ball in his hand at this time, and when he saw Yaotong, he curled his lips, "The third brother just returned to the palace, and he is very out of group. No, I have prepared a cuju match for brother today, Inviting the third younger brother to participate together can strengthen the body and strengthen the relationship between you and me."

"Reporting to the prince, I'm not good at cuju, so it's better not to participate." Yao Tong lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a neutral tone.

In fact, when it comes to cuju, it is still his strong point.

He grew up in the countryside, and the children in the countryside would play Cuju together when they had nothing to do.

There are all kinds of cuju, almost all of which he has played since he was a child.

It's just that the person opposite today is Li Changfeng, so it's hard to say.

"Oh? Third brother, is this not giving you face?" The prince stared at Yaotong, and his feminine eyes were full of danger at this moment.

"I……"

Yaotong was about to say something, but was interrupted by the sixth prince, "Could it be that the third brother is still angry with us for what happened a few days ago?"

"No way? A man is not so narrow-minded, is he?" The Seventh Prince exclaimed.

Hearing this, the prince's smile widened even further, and he looked at Yaotong, "If you win this cuju match, this prince will give you a priceless South Sea glazed bead. If you lose, then ..."

"Just what?" Yaotong looked at the prince's face, and inexplicably ignited a fighting spirit in his heart.

"Then lick the shoes on the prince's feet clean." After the prince said, he shook the cloth shoes that were already stained with mud.

Yaotong's cold eyes fell on the prince, and after a long time he said slowly, "Okay, it's a deal!"

"Hahaha, okay!" The prince laughed a few times, glanced at Yaotong evilly, and thought in his heart, today he will let this brat retreat in spite of difficulties!

Soon, the game officially started.

This game is a single-player melee, and whoever scores the most goals in an hour will win.

After entering the Cuju field, the prince took the lead and grabbed the first ball.

When Yao Tong was chasing the ball, he found that the Fourth Prince, the Sixth Prince and the Seventh Prince were pressing towards him one after another, blocking his attempt to snatch the ball.

Back and forth, the prince scored a second goal.

Yaotong's cold eyes were slightly cold, just when the fourth prince and others were about to besiege him again, he suddenly turned over, nimbly got out from under the fourth prince's open arm, and quickly snatched the ball from the prince's hand. In the end, he turned the world around with one trick and successfully scored a goal.

The prince looked at the empty ball in his hand, his eyes showed a hint of shock.

This brat's speed just now was so amazing that he waited for Li Yantong to score a goal before reacting.

And the trick Li Yantong used just now turned the world around, which fully demonstrated that this brat not only knows how to play Cuju, but also is a master of Cuju.

The prince's fighting spirit was suddenly ignited, and he shouted angrily, "Continue!"

The other princes, succumbing to the crown prince's despotic power, didn't say much, but every time they came forward to encircle Yaotong, Yaotong would quickly find a breakthrough and avoid their attacks.

In just one stick of incense, Yaotong scored five goals, ahead of the prince.

Even on the field, some of the guards watching the battle couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation.

The third prince, who grew up among the people, is so flexible in the Cuju field, like a nimble fish.

You know, in this Li dynasty, the crown prince was already a top Cuju master, but he didn't expect to meet his opponent in chess today. Looking at this situation, the crown prince might lose.

Here, the prince conceded two more goals in a row, and the whole person was on the verge of rage, especially when he was panting and feeling exhausted, but Yaotong on the opposite side was flexible and only sweated a little. , getting darker.

"Continue!" The prince gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with coldness.

In the following games, Yaotong gradually let go of a little water, firstly, he didn't want the prince to lose too badly, and secondly, he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for himself.

In the last game, the number of goals scored by the prince and Yaotong was even.

During the match, the prince tried his best, and when he was fighting for the Cuju ball with Yaotong, the prince turned his wrist, and suddenly a sharp silver needle appeared from between his fingers, and stabbed at Yaotong's abdomen.

"hiss……"

Yaotong's abdomen was stabbed unexpectedly, and he took a step back in pain.

And at this moment, there was a burst of cheers.

Prince scored.

The prince won the game.

"Third brother, I have accepted." The prince looked back, and looked at Yao Tong who was covering his abdomen with his hands, and there was a hint of savagery in his eyes.

After that, he pointed to the shoes on his feet.

On the side, the Fourth Prince, the Sixth Prince and others stood aside one after another, watching what was going to happen next.

Yaotong stood calmly on the spot, her cool eyes swept over the gloating people in front of her one by one, the corners of her lips raised slightly.

After the prince touched the smile on Yao Tong's face, his eyes sank, and when he was about to say something, he heard a furious voice behind him——

"As the crown prince, it is shameful to use such despicable means to win the competition!"

Hearing this figure, the prince's back stiffened, he turned around, and before he had time to react, he was slapped abruptly and heavily.

"Father, royal father..."

(End of this chapter)