Chapter 3 Young man

Author: Jinling Dream

Chapter 3 Young man

I was very nervous, and this behavior attracted the puzzled eyes of the noble girls beside me.

Huayang then realized that this was no longer his previous life.

What was she afraid of? Sima Jiao in this life didn't know him at all, and there was no intersection between them, so there was no need to be afraid or nervous.

Huayang comforted himself, put down the round fan, pinched the handle of the fan with his fingers, and smiled: "Suddenly I felt that the sun was a little dazzling. This polo game is so boring, and I want to go back."

A noble girl beside her giggled and said, "Oh, what's so fun about this polo game? It can't be a poetry show for those sour literati."

"Yes, yes, it's great to watch polo. You can tell which family is strong, how handsome Gu Jiasanlang is, and then look at the Yang Jiasanlang's tendon flesh." Someone added to the topic.

"Hey, look at it, isn't that the second prince? He's here too."

"I heard that he had just conferred the title of King Qin and opened the mansion last month. The King of Wei's face was crooked!"

"Don't he be angry? He is the queen's legitimate birth, and he is just a girl born before the emperor ascended the throne."

"Worry, the prince of the King of Wei is also on the court today."

"What can I say? Since ancient times, I have been named Kings, and Qin has been the leader. The King of Qin is naturally above the King of Wei."

"Especially, the King of Qin is very good-looking. When he comes to this game, the other Gu family husbands and Yang family husbands are not enough to watch."

Huayang didn't interrupt. That man looked pretty, but he couldn't change his rude martial character, especially on the bed.

Always dissatisfied with desire.

When she thought of that place, her face turned red. What was wrong with her? She thought about it in broad daylight.

And he always made her feel that she had nowhere to hide, and past events emerged in her memory.

In the court, there were two dragon chaises side by side on the high dragon platform. She and the little emperor sat on one and Sima Jiao sat on one.

She was originally a free and casual personality, and she was most annoying to listen to the old ministers singing about ancient times. She often took off her embroidered shoes and rubbed off her silk stockings, and shook her feet in the hem of her wide phoenix robe.

This man actually squatted down. In front of everyone, his big hands, with distinct joints, held her delicate jade feet, and put on her shoes and socks.

Her face was blushing at that time and could bleeding.

I didn't dare to look up to see if the ministers present noticed his inappropriate behavior.

"Huayang, why are you stunned? Look, Your Highness, the King of Qin is on the stage." The noble girl beside her shook her arm and she came to her senses.

In the polo field.

"Little Uncle," Sima, the prince of the King of Wei, said hello reluctantly, and called him the uncle to someone younger than him, which made him very upset.

"Yes." Sima Jiao nodded coldly.

The battle begins again with a whip of the horse.

As soon as the King of Qin came on the field, the situation changed.

The young men were dressed in a furious manner, and they all showed their unique skills, thinking of showing their best strength to the noble ladies in the stands off the court.

The game was fierce on the court, and the noble girls in the stands were also filled with spring. Every time a goal was scored in the court, there was a burst of cheers in the stands.

At the end of a game, Qin King Sima Jiao naturally won the lead.

When Huayang saw Sima Jiao, who was ten years younger, was very moved. Without the calmness of his twenties in his previous life, this old man also had such a young man.

She didn't want him to notice her, and was about to quietly exit the stands and return to the carriage with her close-fitting girl.

Walk down the stairs and walk on the willow shore.

A familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly blocked her way.

"Miss Hua, are you going back home?"

Although this voice was a youthful voice, how could she not hear it? It was such a voice that swears sovereignty in her ears again and again.

"Huayang, you are unique to me"

"Huayang is called my king's name"

"Huayang, don't try to escape from my palm."

"Huayang, you are so beautiful and seductive. I will let you go if I get tired of playing."

Thinking of how he bullied him, Huayang couldn't help but glared at the boy in front of him with anger, and said angrily:

"Changing clothes! Does Your Highness Qin also have to take care of it?"

Just like before, she practices boxing and martial arts, rides horses and plays balls, and does not wash up. She is sweating and hugs her and lies on her own phoenix.

Huayang couldn't help but squint his eyes and turned his head away.

Sima Jiao's eyes flashed and he smiled indifferently, "Then I'll wait for your convenience to finish. I'll send you back home."

It’s not a question, it’s a sure thing, is he such a domineering person since he was a teenager?

"No need, the prince and I have never known each other. If men and women don't get along with each other, there is no need to send them off."

I didn't want to have much involvement with him, Huayang said this and wanted to escape in panic.

"Miss Hua, have you seen me before? Why are you so hostile?" Sima Jiao grabbed the wrist of the girl in front of him with one hand and put his face closer.

It looks like a rascal.

For fear that people would see it, he would be ruined by him again in this life. Huayang blushed and struggled hard, but his voice was low:

"Your Highness the King of Qin misunderstood. How could the little girl be hostile to your highness? You can really go home by yourself."

Sima Jiao let go of his hands, why did his eyes turn red again? He is so cute!

I want to keep her for a few more words.

Huayang trotted away quickly the moment he let go of his hand.

Like a little rabbit, can't I catch up with it if I want to chase it? Sima Jiao's mouth slightly raised and turned around and walked towards the others.

As he quickly got on the carriage, Banxia saw that the lady who had always had a good temper was so angry that she showed such a rare emotion, she asked carefully:

"Miss, when did you know the King of Qin?"

"Who will know that old man!" Huayang glanced at Banxia.

"Ah? Old, a man? The King of Qin is only seventeen years old, he is not old."

The young man raised an evil smile on the corner of his mouth and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Sima Jiao: I was not an old man in my previous life! That was a great young man in his thirties, and when men were the most attractive...
Chapter completed!