Ye Zhenzhen's right foot was injured. Although it was no longer hindered to walk, in order to avoid aggravating the wound, she did not dare to lower her center of gravity even when standing. Because of this, the force of Li Minghui's collision could not be relieved at all, and it was like a stick.
Like seedlings without support, they fell headlong.
And the direction she fell was exactly where the polo hit!
Ye Zhenzhen's pupils shrank, and the rapidly flying polo was reflected in her pupils. It was obviously a critical moment, but her head was sober as never before, and her body's potential was stimulated. The moment she fell, she supported the ground with her hands.
, while lying on her side, the polo passed by the tip of her nose at a rapid speed, bringing up a gust of hot wind, which caused her hair to fly messily, and dangers arose one after another.
Almost, almost injured!
"Zhen Zhen!"
Cui Weizhen witnessed this thrilling scene and blurted out her maiden name. He immediately drove his horse to Ye Zhenzhen. He jumped off the horse and picked her up. When he saw her palms scratched by the rough sand, his handsome face turned cold.
Shen.
Ye Zhenzhen was in shock and gasped quickly, then she felt the burning pain in the palm of her hand. She couldn't help but felt lucky in her heart. Fortunately, her hand touched the ground. If her face had been changed, she would have been disfigured at this moment.
Chu Ningyan was also frightened and immediately asked for water and gold sore medicine from Princess Wei. Cui Weizhen didn't let her do it, pursed her lips and snatched them over, silently cleaning Ye Zhenzhen's wounds.
The clear water entered the wound, causing her to hiss in pain. Cui Weizhen's eyes flashed with distress, and he blew on her wound again, coaxing in a low voice, "Zhenzhen, please bear with it, I will remove the gravel for you."
Pick it out, otherwise the wound will be difficult to heal and there will be scars in the future."
For the beauty-loving Ye Zhenzhen, leaving scars on her body was more uncomfortable than killing her, so she suppressed the tears in her eyes and let out a low sigh.
She didn't want Cui Weizhen to worry too much. Even if it hurt, she bit her lip and endured it. Cui Weizhen glanced at her and continued to clean the wound. Finally, he applied gold sore medicine and bandaged it with gauze, and the treatment was completed.
Ye Zhenzhen was already sweating profusely. Chu Ningyan immediately took out her handkerchief and wiped the sweat for her. Feeling anxious, she took off the whip from her waist and stared at the culprit with a fierce look in her eyes: "You are
Who deliberately knocked Mrs. Cui into the flying ball, and what was their intention?"
She was very angry and had a tendency to slap people if she disagreed with her.
Everyone knew her temper, so they were not surprised. They followed her eyes and looked at Li Minghui with complicated eyes. This is the woman brought by King Ke. What grudge does she have with Mrs. Cui?
In their view, if someone takes action for no reason, there must be some grudge.
Li Minghui was breaking out in cold sweat. She was resentful that Ye Zhenzhen had escaped, but she was also frightened by King Ke's sharp gaze, which was as sharp as a blade. She was so frightened that she trembled all over, "I, slave, didn't do it on purpose... Ke
His Highness the King clearly understood that when the slave saw the polo flying towards this side, he thought it would hit Mrs. Cui, so he pushed her in a hurry. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly... it was all the fault of the slave. Please forgive me, Your Highness the King.
."
Most people could see the clues to the fact, but Li Minghui was still shamelessly quibbling. The most incredible thing was that King Ke actually believed it. Although the displeasure was still visible, the anger in his eyes had softened slightly.
Chu Ningyan didn't believe her nonsense and whipped her unceremoniously. Amidst Li Minghui's disbelieving wails, she sneered, "Girl, you are telling lies with your eyes open. We are not stupid people."
.The polo fell to the left. If you were worried that Mrs. Cui would be hit, you should pull her to the right, but you hit her to the left because you were afraid that she wouldn't be able to touch the ball, right?"
King Ke's expression suddenly turned sharp, and Li Minghui's face turned pale, and he suddenly knelt down, "Your Highness Mingjian, this servant is unjust, Your Highness..."
"Hold on, I don't want to see this girl again."
King Ke's guards immediately dragged Li Minghui down, who was crying endlessly. As for her future fate, it was self-evident.
He didn't even give Li Minghui alms with his last remaining glance. His eyes fell on Ye Zhenzhen's pale face. Before he could look any further, he was blocked by Cui Weizhen. A dark color flashed in his eyes. When he raised his eyes again, he had returned to normal.
"This girl is a music singer. I wanted her to come out to have fun today. Unexpectedly, she had the audacity to frame Mrs. Cui. I would like to apologize to you."
Wang Ke is a prince, and he is also the most favored son by His Majesty. It is surprising enough that he can apologize to others in a low voice. If Ye Zhenzhen dares to take advantage of Qiao, she will inevitably become arrogant and domineering in front of outsiders, and will not be tolerated.
People's reputation, under the universal value of peace is the most important, handling things with care and treating them lightly is the most appropriate solution.
She didn't know how King Ke got involved with Li Minghui, and didn't want to pay attention to it. She replied in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Your Highness, King Ke, is too polite. It has nothing to do with His Highness at this time. I don't dare to care about him."
Cui Weizhen still had a gloomy face. Ye Zhenzhen quickly tugged at the corner of his clothes and shook his head imperceptibly. He then managed to regain his expressionless expression, "What my wife said is absolutely true. Your Highness does not need to apologize."
King Ke smiled faintly, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.
An accident happened, and Cui Weizhen had no idea of continuing to play, "Zhen Zhen, you are injured, I will take you back."
Ye Zhenzhen took the medicine on her hand, but it didn't hurt much anymore. After all, this was a battle between two princes. If Cui Weizhen was forced to withdraw because of her, causing King Wei to lose in the end, it would be unjustifiable. Cui Weizhen would probably be with King Wei in the future.
It will be difficult to do.
Of course, this reason cannot be told directly to Cui Weizhen. She deliberately lowered her voice and said with a little shyness and expectation: "I have never seen you playing polo, and I want to watch it for a while."
Although it is an excuse, it is also the truth.
When Cui Weizhen plays polo, she is so charming that she can't get enough of her.
Cui Weizhen was slightly startled when he saw the enthusiasm and love in her eyes, but finally rubbed her head and said, "Okay, since you want to see it, I'll continue to call you."
When Cui Weizhen returned to the court, King Wei unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Good brother, I will help you win this game today and vent your anger for you."
He was really worried that Cui Weizhen had left. Without Cui Weizhen, his chances of winning against King Ke were really slim. Although it was just a game, he didn't want to lose.
The two sides are rivals for the throne, so how can they be willing to be at a disadvantage? They don't dare to blatantly show their ambitions in government affairs. If they can't even compete in a game, it would be too frustrating.
Cui Weizhen nodded in understanding, and Zhou Xunting also said: "King Ke felt uneasy and kind-hearted at first sight. Maybe the accidental injury just now was planned by him and the woman. If he dares to provoke us, we must teach him a lesson severely in the second half!"
Cui Weizhen looked at King Ke across from him, his black eyes becoming darker and darker.