Zhan Beihan and Xiao Lingyue, who were on horseback, were startled and looked down following the sound.
I saw a middle-aged man with a round figure and a smooth face, trotting over quickly with a few followers, with a smile on his face. From a distance, he held his hands and said attentively: "I don't know that His Highness King Yi is here to come, I humble my position."
It’s really rude and disrespectful to welcome someone from afar!”
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
She didn't speak for a while.
Zhan Beihan frowned slightly: "Who are you?"
"My surname is Du, and I am a steward at the Royal Racecourse. If Your Highness doesn't mind, just call me Steward Du." Steward Du walked up to the horse, nodded and bowed.
Zhan Beihan looked at him coldly and said nothing.
Steward Du asked with a discerning eye: "Your Highness came here specially, do you want to have a horse race or something else? As long as His Highness says a word, I will clear the place for you immediately, and I will never let anyone disturb you!"
"Clear the place? Are you going to drive everyone else out?" Han Han stuck his head out from the horse.
Manager Du was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his face became even more fervent: "This is the famous Young Crown Prince, right? I have even seen His Highness the Young Crown Prince even though I have been in a low-level position!"
After saying that, he bowed to Hanhan again.
Hanhan was stunned for a moment: "It doesn't matter, just get up."
"Thank you, young prince, you are indeed as kind and smart as the rumors say!" Steward Du opened his mouth with a series of warm flattery.
Hanhan: "..."
He didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zhan Beihan said calmly: "There is no need to clear the place. I am here today because..."
Before he finished speaking, a surprised voice suddenly came from not far away: "Third brother?"
King Xiang in the crowd saw Zhan Beihan and walked over with a smile: "This is a rare visitor. It's rare to see you, third brother, come to the racecourse free of time."
King Cheng also followed, cupped his hands and said, "Third brother."
The other people surrounding the two princes were stunned for a moment, and then their faces turned red with nervousness.
"It's His Royal Highness King Yi!"
"His Royal Highness King Yi actually came to the racecourse..."
"Oh my god! We must be so lucky! His Highness rarely comes!"
A group of young men and women were whispering excitedly.
"Prince Xiang and His Highness Prince Cheng have gone over to say hello, should we follow?"
"I definitely want it, it's a rare opportunity!"
Everyone was pushing and shoving, following behind King Xiang and King Cheng, looking at Zhan Beihan with bold and eager eyes, completely ignoring the others.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
She did know that Zhan Beihan had a high prestige among the younger generation of aristocratic family members in Northern Qin.
The princes of the aristocratic families worshiped his reputation for being invincible and invincible, and regarded him as the God of War in the Northern Qin Dynasty. Nine out of ten regarded him as their idol, and the remaining one only loved literature but not martial arts.
The ladies from aristocratic families admired his noble status and handsome appearance. Even though they knew that he had a cold personality and that he had married a princess and had children, there were still a lot of noble ladies who were eager to marry into Prince Yi's palace.
Everyone feels that they can melt the iceberg of King Yi, become Princess Yi, and then step into the royal family and reach the sky.
Regarding this.
Xiao Lingyue just wanted to smile and wish them good luck. This chapter has been completed!