Chapter 411: Each One's Justice (10,000 Words Long!)

"Axiang, back off!"

"Don't touch the ball!"

The Eighth Prince ran towards the goal frantically, shouting loudly.

Axiang was stunned for a moment when he heard the Eighth Prince shouting at him, and stopped, but it was obviously too late.

Although Axiang's body stopped in the air, it was too close to the ball.

The next moment, Axiang's body was involuntarily caught in the cyclone brought by the ball, and his whole body was attached to the surface of the ball and began to spin.

But Axiang was a bird of flesh and blood, how could he withstand such tossing? In just a moment, a tooth-grinding click sound was made.

"Axiang!"

The Eighth Prince shouted anxiously, and at this time he could no longer care about anything else, just wanted to save Axiang immediately.

"Xiao Mizi!"

The Eighth Prince hurriedly called Xiao Mizi, and immediately understood, and was ready to lift the Eighth Prince up.

The Eighth Prince did not care whether Xiao Mi Zi was standing in the right position or not, and he pushed him hard, and then rushed towards the sky.

Xiao Mi Zi was pulled by the sudden momentum and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Xiao Mi Zi was not injured except that his hands that held up the Eighth Prince's feet were a little sore.

He quickly looked up at the sky and found that the Eighth Prince's figure had been steadily sent to the mid-air, getting closer and closer to the ball.

After the violently rotating ball wrapped around A Xiang's body, it had deviated, and it seemed that it would at least not fly into Feng Liu's eyes.

But now the important thing is not whether the goal is scored or not, but to rescue A Xiang who was wrapped by the ball as soon as possible, otherwise A Xiang's body will continue to rotate with the ball, and it will be dangerous.

In order to quickly rescue A Xiang, the Eighth Prince did not care whether it was a foul or not, and directly reached out to pick up the ball in the air.

He carefully dodged Axiang's body, pressed the two sides of the ball with his palms, and endured the scratches caused by friction, and finally stopped the rotation of the ball.

As soon as the ball stopped spinning, Axiang's body was thrown out, and the Eighth Prince quickly reached out and held Axiang's body.

As a result, the feeling of the hand was unusually soft, which made the Eighth Prince secretly say that it was bad.

The Eighth Prince knew the touch of Axiang's body very well.

Now such a strange body touch must have a problem.

"Axiang, are you okay?"

After the Eighth Prince held Axiang to the ground, he immediately asked with concern.

But Axiang's head tilted to the side at this time, his eyes were closed, and there was no reaction from his whole body. Obviously, he had fainted.

"Axiang, Axiang!"

The Eighth Prince called out anxiously, but got no response.

At this time, the flowery eunuch on the sidelines also made a corresponding penalty.

"Hand touching the ball, yellow card warning!"

"Execute a penalty kick."

The flowery eunuch did not care about the mood of the eighth prince at this time, and made a cold judgment according to the rules.

But the eighth prince just pretended not to hear the flowery eunuch's judgment, and only cared to check on Axiang's condition.

Axiang still had a faint breath, and a large piece of feathers on his body had fallen off.

And this was not the worst.

Axiang had several fractures on his claws and wings, which made the eighth prince feel the most difficult.

For birds, such simple fractures are enough to take their lives.

"Your Highness, what should we do now?"

Xiao Mizi came to the side of the eighth prince and asked anxiously.

Now the second half has begun, and according to the rules, they can no longer change players.

But Axiang's current state is not even able to fly again, and he can't participate in the competition at all.

If the eighth prince's team loses Axiang, it will not only cause a simple loss of personnel, but also greatly reduce its strength and lose the huge advantage it should have.

After being asked by Xiaomizi, the Eighth Prince was even more upset.

He wanted to give up the game immediately and find someone to treat Axiang's injury. He was afraid that if he was late for a moment, he would regret it.

Just when the Eighth Prince was hesitating, a voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"My brother, please hand Axiang to me. I will help you take care of him."

The Eighth Prince subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, and then he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Princess Ankang said to him anxiously on the sidelines, and there was a group of people following behind her.

In addition to the three little ones, the Fifth Prince and Princess Yuan'an also rushed to the sidelines.

Everyone looked at him anxiously, full of worry.

Princess Ankang called him again and again, asking him to hand over the injured Axiang to her quickly.

The Eighth Prince, who was originally panicked and anxious, suddenly calmed down, and an indescribable strange taste arose in his heart.

Although the Eighth Prince couldn't explain this taste clearly,

But at least it didn't feel bad, and even a little warm.

The Eighth Prince no longer hesitated and entrusted A Xiang to Princess Ankang.

Compared to others, Princess Ankang is indeed a more trustworthy person.

Even the Eighth Prince himself admires her animal training skills.

Compared to his own servants who don't know the importance of the matter, the Eighth Prince feels that it is a more correct choice to entrust the current Axiang to Princess Ankang.

Princess Ankang carefully took Axiang, and then said to the Eighth Prince: "Brother, don't worry about the competition, I will take good care of Axiang for you."

The Eighth Prince didn't say much, just nodded, his eyes full of gratitude.

Even the Eighth Prince himself couldn't remember the last time someone helped him when he needed it.

Since the death of the Eighth Prince's mother, it seems that he hasn't encountered such a thing for a long time.

Princess Ankang carefully held the seriously injured Axiang and slowly walked back to the stand.

The Fifth Prince and Princess Yuan'an accompanied him, wanting to help but not knowing how to help.

They knew how much the Eighth Prince cared about this Saker Falcon.

If anything happened to this Saker Falcon named Axiang, I'm afraid the Eighth Prince would be depressed for a long time.

When the flowery eunuch on the sidelines saw Axiang being taken away by Princess Ankang, he immediately asked:

"Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, do you want to give up? Or just carry the injured player down for treatment?"

According to the rules, the referee's consent is required before carrying the player down.

But it happened suddenly, and even the flowery eunuch knew how much the Eighth Prince cared about Axiang, so he didn't care too much about it before.

Although they all acted according to the rules, there was always a flexible range.

Otherwise, if things were done too radically and offended the prince, it would be unnecessary.

Even if the flowery eunuch only obeyed the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he had to look at the faces of the princes and princesses.

To put it bluntly, they were just servants, and they had to have some emotional intelligence that servants should have.

"Just for treatment."

The Eighth Prince replied unhappily.

Then he looked at the opposite side with hatred, and saw the fourth prince lying on the ground, and he had not stood up.

The eighth prince only noticed at this time that the fourth prince's right leg was bent unnaturally, and it seemed that the knee was seriously injured.

That's right, even with the fourth prince's cultivation, it was difficult to kick a ball that was spinning so violently before.

It seems that some special skills were used to create such an effect.

Otherwise, in the previous competition, there were many eunuchs who were stronger than the fourth prince, but they did not think of using this method.

The fourth prince's talent in martial arts is not bad, and he is very proficient in some martial arts of skills, otherwise his specialized weapon would not be a soft sword.

Although the soft sword looks quite good when used, if the skills are not good, the lethality is extremely limited, and even worse, it will hurt yourself first.

But when the fourth prince dared to use the soft sword in the autumn hunting competition, he must be very confident in his skills.

The eighth prince also knew this very well.

Since he was young, the Fourth Prince liked to play tricks, challenge things that others couldn't do, show his specialness, and especially liked to do difficult things.

According to the Eighth Prince, the Fourth Prince has a tendency to be masochistic and makes things difficult for himself.

For example, now, in order to deal with A Xiang, the Fourth Prince actually used such a self-harming move. He was simply mentally ill.

"Fourth Prince, if A Xiang is in trouble, you Qingshu Palace will wait for me!"

"No matter what the price, I will definitely take revenge."

The Fourth Prince had a faint smile on his face and did not comment on it.

Even if his plan succeeded, he was not too proud.

For the harsh words of the Eighth Prince, the Fourth Prince just pretended not to hear it, but just kneaded his calf to relieve the pain and put it back in place.

Although the Fourth Prince successfully got A Xiang down, he himself was not much better.

At least, it was unlikely that he would continue to play Cuju.

But it was no longer important. Without A Xiang, the Eighth Prince was like a toothless tiger, and there was no need to worry.

Although his two attendants were exhausted, they still had the advantage in cultivation.

In the next Cuju match, even if it was two-on-two, there were still some opportunities.

After all, they had unexpectedly got a good chance for a penalty kick because the Eighth Prince was eager to save A Xiang.

Even if the result was bad, the Fourth Prince had achieved his goal.

As mentioned before, his goal was never to win.

After the flower-clothed eunuch who was the referee asked the Eighth Prince about this, he turned around and asked the Fourth Prince.

"Your Highness the Fourth Prince, do you need to go off the court for treatment?"

With the eyesight of the flower-clothed eunuch, he could see that the Fourth Prince's right leg was seriously injured at this time, and it was unlikely that he could continue the game.

But unexpectedly, the Fourth Prince shook his head and said:

"No, I want to continue the game."

The fourth prince's answer surprised everyone.

"You two, come and help me sit over there."

The fourth prince ordered his two attendants to help him to the back corner of the field.

Then, he sat in the corner, rubbing his injured right leg, and said:

"Just continue the game."

The flowery eunuch frowned when he saw the fourth prince say this, but didn't say anything.

After all, the rules do not prohibit injured players from staying on the field.

But everyone was a little confused. Since the fourth prince couldn't stand up, why did he insist on staying on the field.

According to his previous performance, he was not so passionate about Cuju.

Seeing that both sides had been dealt with, the flowery eunuch continued to guide the game.

The fourth prince was going to take a penalty kick, and the eighth prince went forward to guard the goal himself.

During a penalty kick, only one defensive player could be left on the field, standing in the front half of the field to defend.

As for the players responsible for the penalty kick, they put the ball on the center line of the two sides' field, and they can shoot at any time after the referee blows the whistle.

There is only one chance to touch the ball for shooting, and there is no such thing as a supplementary shot.

As usual, the defensive players can use parts other than their hands and arms to change the trajectory of the ball and prevent the ball from entering the Fengliu Eye.

At this time, the score of the two teams is still zero to zero.

This penalty kick is crucial to them.

At the start, everyone is waiting for the result of this ball.

"Bang!"

The fourth prince's attendant used up all his remaining strength and kicked it with all his strength.

But before the ball flew up high, another muffled sound came.

"Bang!"

"Go back!"

The eighth prince flew upside down in the air, his legs split into an exaggerated "one".

The ball shot back at a faster speed than when it came, heading straight for the Fengliu Eye on the side of the fourth prince.

Swish——

The ball passed through the Fengliu Eye cleanly.

The Eighth Prince actually launched a counter-penalty kick and got the first point.

"One to zero!"

The flowery eunuch on the sidelines raised the flag without hesitation, announcing that the score was valid.

"Ah!?"

There was an uproar in the stands, and even the eldest prince and the sixth princess widened their eyes in shock.

They all thought that the Fourth Prince was going to win, but they didn't expect to be slapped in the face by the Eighth Prince with his superb football skills.

The Fourth Prince was stunned when he saw that the penalty kick turned out to be such a result, and then smiled speechlessly.

"Damn it."

"Old Eighth Prince kicked the ball really well."

The Fourth Prince cursed quietly.

He had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that because of A Xiang's injury, the Eighth Prince was forced to be in good shape.

The defensive side of the penalty kick was already at a disadvantage.

And the probability of being able to counterattack directly after successfully defending was really too small.

Unless the strength gap between the two sides is too large, it is difficult for a counter-penalty kick to occur.

But now...

It's too late to say anything.

When the Fourth Prince was sighing helplessly, the Eighth Prince, who had completed the feat of counter-attacking the penalty kick, rushed over with a roar and blasted at the Fourth Prince.

"What does it matter if you play tricks well?"

"Can you win?"

"Can you beat me?"

"Ah?"

"Fourth brother, are you talking?"

"Why don't you talk? Say something!"

"If you keep plotting, sooner or later there will be a time when your legs can't be reattached. I wonder if you can still laugh at that time."

"Can't laugh?"

"It's my turn to laugh, hahaha!"

The Eighth Prince was emotionally spitting trash talk, and became much more energetic than before.

This provocation almost caused a melee outside the field. The eldest prince and the sixth princess immediately rushed down from the stands to defend the Fourth Prince.

The Eighth Prince was pulled back by his attendants and the Fifth Prince and others who came down again.

The Eighth Prince now has a one-point lead, and he can't let the game go to waste because of the conflict, otherwise all the previous efforts will be in vain.

"Calm down, Old Eight."

"You have to win, don't be impulsive."

"Otherwise, all your and Axiang's efforts will be useless."

The Fifth Prince mentioned Axiang, which immediately calmed the Eighth Prince's mind.

"Yes, Old Eight."

"They will be more angry if we win the game!"

Princess Yuan An also chimed in.

This messy scene actually made Princess Yuan An excited.

She felt that it was right for her to participate in the game in the Imperial Garden.

How could she play such a big scene by herself?

In the pavilion, the four concubines looked at the chaos calmly.

"Oh, this game is really interesting."

"You must persuade His Majesty to continue the competition next year."

Su Defei, who was only concerned with watching the fun, was so happy that she wished that the princes and princesses in the audience would fight now to make the scene more lively.

The other three did not respond to this.

Princess Yan Zhao, who was studying and practicing abroad, will be back next year.

Why hold this broken competition again? Will she be beaten by others?

The return of Princess Yan Zhao is obviously not good news for those who are interested in the throne.

It is better to talk about something happy.

"Next year is too far away, let's focus on the present."

Concubine Zhao Shu changed the subject.

"The fourth prince is very capable. He can force the eighth prince to this point step by step with his strategies, and even break his most powerful wings. It is really amazing."

"Sister, you have taught me well. I admire you."

Concubine Zhao Shu actually praised Concubine Zhang.

Concubine Zhang raised her head proudly. Although she disdained to pay attention to Concubine Zhao Shufei, she was also satisfied with the performance of the Fourth Prince.

But before Concubine Zhang could be proud for long, Concubine Zhao Shufei continued:

"What a pity, what a pity."

"In the face of absolute strength, strategies are ultimately unable to turn the tide."

"It seems that the Fourth Prince has done nothing this time."

Concubine Zhao Shufei raised her eyebrows and smiled mischievously. It was obvious that the initial praise was for the purpose of devaluation at this time.

And she was talking about the Fourth Prince or Concubine Zhang. How many people present could not understand.

No matter how nice the previous words were, as long as the result was not good, the good words began to hurt the ears.

Concubine Zhao Shufei seemed to praise the Fourth Prince, but in the end she was still saying that the Fourth Prince was deep-minded, only knew how to scheme and plot, and finally shot himself in the foot, losing both the people and the battle.

Concubine Zhang had anger in her eyes, but she suppressed it and smiled and replied:

"Sister, you are right. After all, you are not as invincible as the Third Prince, who is rampant in the army."

They all know each other well, and one or two words can poke each other's lungs.

Concubine Zhao Shu was ridiculed like this, and the smile on her face slowly faded.

At least, the eldest prince still has a chance to fight, but the third prince...

The more such undisputed facts are, the more they slap people in the face.

"Humph!"

After a cold snort, the pavilion returned to silence.

Concubine Su De seemed to be oblivious to the fight between the two. She leaned against the fence and focused on watching the movement on the field.

Concubine Yang Xian looked like she had no interest in anything. She was sipping tea and staring blankly.

The order on the Cuju field was slowly restored, and it seemed that the game was going to continue.

In order to take care of Axiang, the three children did not follow to persuade them to stop fighting.

Princess Ankang put Axiang on her knees, feeling very distressed.

The previously majestic Saker Falcon was now in a miserable state. Not only did it lose a lot of hair, but its whole body was limp and unconscious.

"Ah Xuan..."

Princess Ankang called Li Xuan pitifully, hoping that he could help.

"Can you save Axiang?"

"Or should we ask Doctor Xue for help?"

Li Xuan could never refuse Princess Ankang's request.

Li Xuan swept Axiang's body with his tail, intending to check its condition first.

"All fractures..."

Ah Xiang's claws and wings were broken into several pieces, and his head was also hit hard.

"One of them almost injured his internal organs..."

A broken bone on the wing almost pierced his chest, very close to his heart.

Li Xuan couldn't help but frown.

Axiang's condition is not very good. It will probably take a lot of effort to treat these fractures, and it is still unclear whether he can recover.

Even if Axiang is lucky enough to survive, whether he can fly again depends on God's will.

Doctor Xue is very good at treating people, but he may not be good at treating birds.

But apart from Doctor Xue, they don't know any other famous doctors, especially veterinary experts.

After checking Axiang's condition, Li Xuan signaled Princess Ankang to stay calm and not act in a hurry. It is best to wait until the end of the game and discuss with the Eighth Prince how to treat Axiang.

After all, Axiang is the Eighth Prince's tamed animal, and he should make these decisions.

During this period, Li Xuan mobilized the Yin and Yang Qi in his body to prolong the life of the weak Axiang, so that he would not wait until the end of the game.

Axiang had several broken bones that pierced into the flesh, causing continuous bleeding in his body.

Originally, it would be difficult for Axiang to survive under such circumstances.

But Li Xuan was able to prolong its life by using the Yin-Yang Qi.

"Ah Xiang, I hope you will be blessed with a long life."

Li Xuan used his tail to gently transmit the Yin-Yang Qi, silently praying for Ah Xiang.

The game on the Cuju field had already entered a white-hot stage.

Although only the Eighth Prince and Xiao Mizi were left, they were as fierce as a tiger and beat the opponent step by step.

The Fourth Prince sat in a corner of the Cuju field, watching his two attendants unable to resist the Eighth Prince's attack, but he was not too angry.

He had expected this situation long ago, and there was nothing unacceptable.

His own Feng Liuyan was broken through by the Eighth Prince again and again, and the score gap was widening.

The Fourth Prince had no chance of winning.

But there was still some time left in the game, and he had no intention of giving up.

"The Eighth Prince's physical strength has been almost consumed."

"He is now holding on with one breath."

"As long as the game is over later, the fatigue will naturally come double."

"In this way, his performance tomorrow will not be as good as today."

"Plus he lost the Saker Falcon, and the eldest brother should be able to take him down smoothly."

The Fourth Prince sat alone in a corner, regardless of the life-and-death battles of others on the Cuju field, and thought to himself.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

But at this moment, someone suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

Bang!

The fourth prince looked up and found that his attendant had rushed in front of him at some point and helped him block a powerful ball.

"Damn it!"

The eighth prince on the opposite side cursed inwardly.

The fourth prince looked at the attendant who was panting and falling at his feet, with a calm expression.

Then he looked across and saw that the eighth prince was staring at him intently.

"Hehe, the old eighth prince is too narrow-minded."

"That's right, after all, it's his most precious Saker Falcon."

The fourth prince thought about it and looked at the score on the sidelines. The score difference had already stretched to more than ten points.

"It seems that after the old eighth prince locked the victory, he wanted to take it out on me in the end."

"Okay, okay, you have this heart, I am very relieved."

The fourth prince was not angry at all, but happy instead.

"Don't worry about the Cuju game, just protect me from now on."

The Fourth Prince ordered his two attendants who were already running out of energy.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

That's what the two attendants had thought.

They had already lost the Cuju game, and there was no chance of a comeback.

But if the Fourth Prince was humiliated in such a situation, the two attendants would not live long after returning to Qingshu Palace.

Losing the game was unavoidable, but if the Fourth Prince was humiliated in front of them, the two attendants would be to blame.

This was also the reason why they had used their last bit of strength to block the ball for the Fourth Prince.

They thought they had already been drained of their strength, but when they saw the ball shooting towards the Fourth Prince, they were so frightened that they threw their bodies over and blocked the ball.

And now the Fourth Prince's order made the two attendants feel relieved.

They were really afraid that the Fourth Prince would continue to let them compete, and they would be kicked by the Fourth Prince.

If that happened, even if they won the game, they would be severely punished by Concubine Zhang when they returned.

For these nobles, face was often more important than anything else.

The two attendants immediately followed the Fourth Prince's instructions and used their bodies to build a wall in front of the Fourth Prince.

The Eighth Prince on the opposite side saw this scene and immediately cursed:

"Okay, okay, you really don't want any face at all, right?"

"You are a coward in front of so many people, you Qingshu Palace are capable."

The Eighth Prince kept talking trash, not only attacking the Fourth Prince, but also using his performance at this time to criticize Qingshu Palace.

Concubine Zhang sat in the pavilion, her face was blue and red, and she was obviously very stimulated.

Concubine Zhao Shufei and Concubine Su Defei watched from the side and couldn't help laughing.

If it were normal days, they would definitely add insult to injury.

But at this time, they could all see that Concubine Zhang was really angry. If she was provoked again, she might go crazy.

They were too close now, and it was really not worth the risk. It was better to watch the show quietly.

When the ball rolled to the Fourth Prince, the two attendants tried their best to delay time. They kicked the ball out of the court when they really couldn't.

The Eighth Prince took the ball and rushed over without stopping, shooting them hard.

The two attendants staggered after being kicked, and gritted their teeth to use their body-building skills to resist.

The ball could only carry limited force, but the two attendants were also exhausted, and it was very painful to resist.

"Old Eighth, wasn't it very powerful just now?"

"You can't kick me."

"Try harder, didn't you have lunch?"

The Fourth Prince had no awareness of being blocked in the corner and kicked, and he even provoked them with words.

However, his eloquence was not as good as the Eighth Prince's, and the provocative words he said were not as emotional as those of the Eighth Prince.

Seeing that he could not kick the fourth prince, the eighth prince gradually felt tired and began to support his knees and bend over to catch his breath.

Seeing that the eighth prince's offensive was weakening, the fourth prince continued to speak:

"Old Eighth, your Saker Falcon is a pity?"

"The Wind-Calling Kick I just used is a fifth-grade skill. Although it was just a forced imitation of force, it is not something your Saker Falcon can withstand."

"According to the time, your bird should have died by now, right?"

"Don't blame me for being cruel. I really want to win too."

The fourth prince hugged his arms, hid behind two attendants, and leisurely used words to stimulate the eighth prince.

The eighth prince was so tired that his face was covered with sweat, and sweat dripped down his feet like raindrops.

But when he heard these words, he was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Xiao Mizi, give me the ball!"

"Your Highness..."

Xiao Mizi had already seen that the eighth prince had reached his limit. If he continued to hold on, he might hurt his body.

Xiao Mizi was about to dissuade him, but the Eighth Prince shouted angrily:

"Immediately, right now!"

Xiao Mizi gritted his teeth, knowing that the Eighth Prince was angry, and no matter how he dissuaded him, it would be useless, so he could only pass the ball.

After receiving the ball, the Eighth Prince jumped into the air, using all his weight to perform a powerful volley.

"Bang——"

The ball hit the Fourth Prince's attendant, knocking one of them to the ground, revealing the Fourth Prince behind.

The Fourth Prince and the Eighth Prince looked at each other and smiled.

The Fourth Prince had a light smile on his face, while the Eighth Prince had a ferocious smile on his face.

"Li Yi, it's your turn!"

After the ball knocked down the attendant, it bounced high and returned to the feet of the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince seized the opportunity and volleyed again without hesitation.

"Get up, get up!"

The other attendant who was still standing desperately pulled his companion on the ground.

But after his companion fell to the ground, he could not stand up again no matter how hard he struggled.

Even he himself lost the ability to pull his companion up from the ground and fill the gap.

The standing attendant hurriedly turned back, but the ball had long disappeared from his sight.

The moment he reacted, he immediately rushed to the gap created by his companion, but he only felt a strong wind flying under his ribs.

"It's over!"

He even lost the opportunity to block the ball.

"Boom!"

A figure rolled out of the sidelines.

In the pavilion, Concubine Zhang slapped the table, stood up with a bang, and looked at the Cuju field nervously.

The fourth prince got up from the ground in a mess, covered in dust, completely without his usual elegance.

"Hiss--"

As soon as the fourth prince moved, he felt a sharp pain in his right leg, and the two arms that blocked the ball were numb, and he had no strength to support his body to stand up again.

The physical strength consumed by the fourth prince before was no less than that of his two attendants.

Later, in order to deal with A Xiang, he used a move that he could not use at this stage, which increased the burden on his body.

Even so, the Fourth Prince still failed to defeat the Eighth Prince.

But he did not regret it, he felt that everything he did was worth it.

The Fourth Prince stared at the ground, but his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the figure standing up in the pavilion.

The Fourth Prince's numb arms began to tremble slightly, but a sincere smile appeared on his face.

"Brother, Sixth Sister."

"Mother has not changed..."

The Fourth Prince thought about this, and the smile on his face gradually became stronger.

But at this time, his arms could no longer support his body, and he softened weakly.

But the Fourth Prince's body did not fall to the ground, but got farther and farther away from the ground.

The eldest prince and the sixth princess arrived in time and supported him on the left and right.

"Fourth brother, that's enough."

The eldest prince helped the fourth prince sit down, then patted him on the shoulder and said:

"You did a good job."

"Leave the rest to me."

The eldest prince said to the fourth prince with a smile.

At this time, a whistle happened to sound.

"The game is over!"

"Thirteen to zero!"

"The eighth prince wins!"

The flowery eunuch on the sidelines announced the final result of the game.

Today's preliminaries are all over, and the final four players are finally selected, namely Princess Ankang, the eldest prince, the third prince and the eighth prince who finally advanced.

On the schedule, the name of the eighth prince is hung in the last empty seat.

Princess Ankang vs. the third prince.

The eldest prince vs. the eighth prince.

This is the game arrangement for tomorrow's Chongyang Banquet.

The winners of the two games will advance to the finals to determine the winner of this month's Cuju game.

As the last game of the day came to an end, Zhao Feng quickly stepped forward, introduced the final result and the schedule for tomorrow's games, and then hurried away on the pretext of going to Ganlu Palace to report.

Only the princes, princesses and concubines were left with a feeling of unsatisfaction with today's competition.

The concubines began to get up and leave as the results were announced.

The princes and princesses who participated in the competition still felt unsatisfied and did not go back directly.

They also wanted to see how the dispute between the fourth prince and the eighth prince would be resolved.

It is human nature to watch the excitement, and no one can refuse it.

After the game, when Zhao Feng and the concubines left, the eighth prince immediately walked towards the fourth prince angrily.

The fourth prince was sitting on the stands at this time, letting the attendants treat his injuries.

"Old Eight."

Before the eighth prince approached, the eldest prince stopped him one step ahead.

"Get out of the way, it has nothing to do with you."

The eighth prince shook off the eldest prince's hand and was about to settle accounts with the fourth prince.

As a result, the eldest prince stepped forward and directly blocked his way with his body.

"Old Eight, if you dare to bring your Saker Falcon to the stage, don't blame the fourth brother for being ruthless."

"It's not just your Saker Falcon that will end up lying down today."

The eldest prince said solemnly.

Seeing that a conflict was about to break out, the other princes and princesses also gathered around, and even some little kids were cheering on the side.

"Fight, fight!"

But after the little kids shouted for a few words, they were all taken away by their own servants.

"No, no, I don't want to go back yet."

"I want to watch my brothers fight!"

The little kids saw that the excitement was far away from them, and they immediately threw a tantrum.

These servants naturally did not dare to go against the young master, but just took them away to avoid being accidentally injured.

A large number of people immediately stood up on the side of the eldest prince, with a mighty momentum.

The eunuchs and palace maids naturally did not dare to participate in the conflict between the princes and princesses, so those standing behind the eldest prince were all the royal heirs who supported him.

The Eighth Prince was alone, and his momentum weakened immediately.

"Old Eighth, don't cause trouble for yourself."

"You'd better go and see your Saker Falcon."

"You won't be able to see it in the future."

The eldest prince said bluntly.

"You!?"

On the stand nearby, the Third Prince brought several royal descendants of the nobles and watched the excitement here.

"If we don't help Old Eighth, they are all our own people."

Someone couldn't stand it and suggested.

"Old Eighth caused trouble himself, let him deal with it himself."

"Besides, he never regarded us as his own people."

After saying that, the Third Prince turned around and left, leaving these people here.

"Hey..."

Some people wanted to keep him, but how could they keep him?

The others looked at each other and finally shook their heads helplessly.

The princes and princesses of the civil service lineage at least have an eldest prince as the backbone.

But in recent years, these princes and princesses with noble backgrounds have been like a pile of loose sand.

Especially today's Cuju match, it was really a joke, in sharp contrast with the other side.

But they had no way to deal with this kind of thing. None of the people present had the ability to carry the banner, and those who had the ability...

"Forget it, let's just watch the excitement."

Just when the eighth prince was fighting against many, several figures stood out behind him.

"What are you doing?"

"The majority bullying the minority?"

"You lost on the court, and you want to lose again off the court, right?"

Princess Yuan An stood up from behind the eighth prince and stood up for him.

"Yuan An, this is none of your business, don't get involved."

To be honest, everyone was still quite afraid of Princess Yuan An.

After all, her mother was Empress Wu.

Empress Wu had a monopoly in the harem, and the Wu family was also in its heyday in the court.

No matter the civil officials or the nobles, they were unwilling to offend Empress Wu and the Wu family.

"Why don't you bully people just because it has nothing to do with me!"

Princess Yuan An said very firmly.

"If a person is rude, there is no greater sin."

At this time, the fifth prince also stood up and shook his head.

"Everyone, we are all royal descendants, please don't be so rude, okay?"

The fifth prince looked at the people on the side of the eldest prince with a very complicated look, which showed sympathy, sadness, and anger at their lack of struggle.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable being looked at like this.

"Li Ming, stop looking down on others every day."

"Also, are you standing in the wrong position?"

Someone reminded the fifth prince.

The fifth prince's mother also came from a civil official family, but she was more secular and non-contentious. She was not interested in the power struggles in the harem. She just focused on her own interests and hobbies and rarely left her own palace.

The fifth prince's personality was largely influenced by her mother, but it was a little more extreme.

"I'm not on the wrong side."

The fifth prince said firmly.

"I, Li Ming, have been familiar with the books of sages since I was young, and I have always stood on the side of justice."

"You are the children of the royal family, but you are helping the tyrant. Be careful not to be infamous for thousands of years."

The fifth prince shook his head, looking very distressed.

"Don't worry about him. He only says weird things all day long."

The other side started to quarrel again, trying to overwhelm others with momentum.

Although the eighth prince's side had fewer people, their momentum was not weak at all.

One was the queen's legitimate daughter, and the other claimed to be righteous and fair. Their backs were straighter than each other.

Just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight, a voice suddenly interrupted:

"Wow, the stars are out."

At the highest point of the stands, the seventh princess woke up at some point and climbed up again. Looking at the sky with half a setting sun and half a hazy moon, she sighed loudly.

As long as the stars came out, the seventh princess seemed to be particularly energetic.

Even one person's sighing overwhelmed the quarrels of the crowd.

At this time, everyone realized that after the game, it was getting dark.

Everyone suddenly quieted down, and their stomachs began to growl.

No matter how noisy they were, they still had to eat.

In fact, despite their fierce quarrels, few dared to start a fight, after all, being locked up was not pleasant.

And if they were not careful, they might miss tomorrow's Chongyang Banquet, or even the Imperial Garden Competition next month.

"Old Eight."

At this time, the fourth prince, who had bandaged his wound, limped over with the help of the sixth princess.

"I'm sorry about Axiang."

"I didn't mean to target you."

"But you have to know that this is not just a competition between you and me."

"I will do the same to anyone who stops us."

The fourth prince said calmly.

"If you hate me, just take revenge in the future."

"I'll wait for you."

The fourth prince said to the eighth prince, then turned around and said:

"Brother, let's go."

"There's a game tomorrow, you have to rest well."

After that, the fourth prince prepared to leave with the eldest prince and others.

"Wait!"

The eighth prince understood the truth, but still couldn't accept that the fourth prince just said a few words so lightly.

But at this moment, someone suddenly called him from behind.

"Myna, myna..."

"Come and see Axiang."

Princess Ankang's voice came from a distance.

The eighth prince could no longer care about anything else. After glaring at the back of the fourth prince, he hurried to the direction of Princess Ankang.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, everyone dispersed and went back to their homes and their mothers.

On the stands, the eighth prince saw Axiang again.

"Axiang, are you awake?"

The Eighth Prince said excitedly when he saw Axiang lying in a small bamboo basket.

This small bamboo basket was Li Xuan's cat bed. He took it out and lent it to Axiang because he saw that Axiang was injured.

Axiang opened his eyes at this time, but he couldn't move. When he saw the Eighth Prince coming, he opened his mouth weakly and called twice.

After the game ended, the Eighth Prince subconsciously didn't dare to look for Axiang, so he had an impulsive conflict with the Fourth Prince.

He didn't want to face such a painful separation again, and tried to use anger to dispel the emotions he feared.

But now it seems that God has mercy on the Eighth Prince, at least he didn't let him see only Axiang's cold body when he came back.