Chapter 1739 The Pretty Boy Who Clings to Power

The man glanced at Ai'er's knees, which were stained with green grass marks, and said, "Princess, you don't have to be brave. If nothing happens to those people on the other side, Meng will be able to handle them."

His tone was calm, but there was an undeniable domineering tone in his words, which made people feel extremely cool.

Such a sentence not only means not taking the opposite group of people seriously, but also means to despise one's own team.

And he seemed to have a fatal magnetic field on his body, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Haha, you didn't score a single goal. I wonder where you got the confidence." Ai'er mocked.

However, no matter how she ridiculed him, the game went on as usual.

Ai'er was helped by the palace maid to a temporary tent next to the arena to check her injuries. Fortunately, Ai'er reacted quickly when she fell. She didn't fall directly, but pulled the reins and fell slowly.

Therefore, her knee was only scratched, which was a skin injury and was not serious.

After the palace maid applied medicine to her, Aier returned to the arena.

In this case, neither her minions nor the organizers dared to let her continue competing.

Otherwise, if the royal family gets weird, they can't afford it.

And her red team has already substituted two men.

However, it was of no use, because Aier saw that their red team still had two points, while her blue team already had six points.

While she was applying the medicine, the Meng guy didn't score a single goal, and allowed the blue team to score an extra goal. She thought it was so awesome, and she wanted to brag!

Just when Ai'er was thinking this, he saw a dark figure running across the field.

"boom!"

Before Elle could figure it out, the red team scored a goal.

When she reacted, she realized that someone had scored the goal.

Not only that, but then Meng rushed to the opponent's goal like a whirlwind, and scored another goal with ease, bringing the score to 4 for the red team and 6 for the blue team.

Originally, Ai'er thought it was hopeless and had no hope.

But after she saw this man score two goals, she began to watch the ball attentively.

Immediately afterwards, another man from Aier's team also scored a goal.

But the Western clock next to it showed that there was only one minute left, and the referee also made a gesture to remind everyone.

At this moment, I saw the familiar black figure, riding a black horse, like a brave tiger descending from the mountain, breaking through the blue team's siege, rushing straight to the outside of the goal area again, swinging the club fiercely, Scored a goal!

After scoring the goal, he didn't give himself a chance to breathe. He passed through several levels again and went straight into the blue team's goal area. He stopped suddenly, turned around, and raised his right hand vigorously.

"boom!"

Oh my god, another goal!

At this time, everyone present was stunned.

Ai'er also froze on the spot.

When she looked at the man, she felt appreciation and admiration. In addition, she seemed to have a strange feeling that she had never felt before.

She couldn't tell exactly what it felt like.

Anyway, there is no one else that she can admire except Huang Ama and Huang Xiong.

Who is this? Even though he was at a disadvantage, his mentality did not collapse. Instead, he became more courageous and scored four goals in one go.

Especially in the last minute, he scored two goals.

This man was like the black horse he was riding, blinding everyone with his thunderous speed.

It took several seconds for everyone to react and cheer and applaud him!

Aier, who was outside the court, also applauded her teammates from the bottom of her heart, her eyes unconsciously falling on the black figure.

However, the black figure actually walked towards her.

When the figure got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of her, Elle thought he must be showing off, or provoking like when she scored a goal.

But the other party didn't, he just asked her calmly: "Princess, is your leg okay?"

ah?

Suddenly, Ai'er felt that compared with him, her previous pride and ideas were so willful and girlish.

Obviously feeling embarrassed, he wanted to reply, "It's okay, it's just a little skin injury."

But the words that came to her mouth were changed into a arrogant response, "Are you kidding? This princess has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. She just fell off a horse, so she'll be fine!"

"That's good." The man said this and walked away.

Ai'er looked at the man's figure, no wonder he said before that one could win against the other.

Unfortunately she thought he was bragging, but he did hit several goals.

Is it because of his excellence and ability that he can be so confident and arrogant?

At this time, the game is over and dusk has arrived.

The organizer’s gift is a set of ukulele equipment for each person of the winning team, because it is inherently commercial in nature.

Then, the organizers also rewarded a wild boar and other food, and invited chefs from the capital restaurants to barbecue and drink on the grass.

Under normal circumstances, Ai'er only cares about the process and results, not rewards, let alone a meal.

But she didn't know why, she stayed today.

The servant on the side quickly advised her: "Princess, it's getting dark now. Let's go back quickly. If you want to eat roasted black pork, go back to the Old Summer Palace and I will order the imperial chef to roast it for you."

Hearing this, Ai'er crossed her arms and looked at the slave, "Do you think I'm someone who covets delicacies and covets the wild boar?"

The personal maid tilted her head and thought for a few seconds. Of course the princess was not such a person.

But based on her understanding of the princess, she seemed to be a unruly princess in the rebellious period of youth.

Even though he admired that Meng in his heart, he didn't say anything nice. Instead, he deliberately didn't show a good look in order to get the other person's attention.

If this is the case, then the iron tree is really blooming!

However, this man looks ordinary and is not from the capital. I wonder if His Majesty the Emperor and the Supreme Emperor would agree?

The palace maid thought so and cautiously asked, "Since you are not here to eat, are you staying here for the man named Meng?"

"No, please shut up!" Ai'er looked around for fear of being overheard.

She has always been unafraid of trouble and is unruly and willful, and a trace of rouge appears on her face.

"Okay, okay, if I don't say anything, I will know my mistake!" The palace maid lowered her head and snickered.

Ai'er was walking around on the grass with her slave, her beautiful eyes looking for the dark figure unconsciously.

When she saw someone sitting on the grass with a woman beside him, a flash of displeasure flashed in her eyes and she felt extremely irritable.

Especially when she saw that the other party was the beautiful Jaldan, she "hummed" and turned around to eat barbecue.

The princess's eating process was naturally complicated. After some poisoning and tasting, the food came into her hands.

Elle sat on the grass, surrounded by servants fanning her and bringing water to her.

But she just took one bite and stopped eating.

The slaves knew that their master was in a bad mood, otherwise the princess would have eaten all of this plate of barbecue.

"Since this food is not to your liking, why don't we go back?" the palace maid asked.

Aier didn't reply, but looked back and saw that Yaldan was no longer beside the man.

So, she stood up directly and walked towards the man.

She sat down next to the man regardless, and lowered her face and said venomously: "What did you and Yardan say? Do you think she is good-looking, but she was injured again, so you care about her with pity."

As she said that, she looked at the man and said disdainfully: "Can't you tell? Seeing that you are silent and quite calm, I thought you would be different. It turns out that you are different from those pretty boys who cling to power. A virtue.”