Chapter 427: Missing Someone for a Long Time

Li Xuan opened one eye and glared at the little girl unhappily.

"You want to play a little too?"

Is Li Xuan lying here to be lazy?

Of course not.

If it wasn't for Princess Ankang to play the final game happily, he would have kicked the Eighth Prince to his knees and surrendered.

Li Xuan hadn't made any moves in this game, but the Eighth Prince was scared to death.

If he had done something serious, he would have scared the Eighth Prince to the point of peeing his pants.

Li Xuan had thought about it, and let Princess Ankang and Yu'er play the game first, at least to give the Eighth Prince the courage to continue the game.

Otherwise, according to the two guys on the opposite side who were scared to death, this game couldn't be played.

Li Xuan immediately closed his eyes and lay down his ears, and ignored the words of the two girls.

Anyway, it was only the first half, and there was still a long time before the end of the game.

The audience in the stands immediately started talking when they saw what happened on Princess Ankang's side.

"Hey, look."

"The cat of Her Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess seems to be lying on the ground and not moving?"

"Is it injured before?"

"It doesn't look like it's injured, it looks more like it's going on strike."

"Ah, no?"

"Look, the cat is lying on the ground, with its eyes and ears closed, as if it's going to fight to the end."

"After all, wild animals are hard to tame, and there are times when animal taming is unreliable."

"Ah~ The kitten is lying straight on the ground, like a little person, with those little paws~ that little tail~"

"So cute, hehe..."

...

There was a lot of discussion in the stands, but most people were wondering if Li Xuan had gone on strike.

Xiao Mi Zi also noticed this and immediately said to the Eighth Prince:

"Look, Your Highness!"

"The little black cat seems to be on strike!"

"You don't have to worry about being..."

Xiao Mi Zi wanted to continue talking, but the Eighth Prince glared at her and she swallowed all the words that followed.

"Hehe, Your Highness, Xiao Mi Zi has no other intentions, I'm just too happy for you."

Xiao Mi Zi immediately explained with a smile.

The Eighth Prince immediately snorted from his nose, stood up, and patted the dust on his knees.

Seeing that he was finally willing to stand up, Xiao Mi Zi also breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Mi Zi also stood up with the Eighth Prince, and helped the Eighth Prince stand steadily, fearing that he would kneel down again if his legs weakened.

The master and servant both looked silently in the direction of Li Xuan, and saw that the little black cat was really lying there motionless. While feeling strange, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Xiaomizi, don't you think this is a conspiracy?"

Xiaomizi was speechless and immediately asked back: "Your Highness, don't you have any grudges with this cat?"

"Why do I have any grudges with cats? I don't think so."

As it concerns his own safety, the Eighth Prince did not dare to be too sure.

"Then this little cat should have no reason to harm Your Highness so deliberately."

Xiaomizi was speechless in his heart, but he had to patiently comfort the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince thought about it and it was indeed the case.

It is understandable that Li Xuan has a grudge against the Third Prince.

"With the Third Prince's character, those who have no grudge against him in this palace are the exception."

The Eighth Prince thought about it carefully and became more cheerful.

"Hey, now that I think about it, there is no reason for this little black cat to embarrass me."

"I used to be kind to Ankang, but now it seems that I am really smart."

The Eighth Prince smiled and cheered up.

Seeing that his master finally regained his fighting spirit, Xiao Mizi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Myna, are you okay?"

"I'm going to serve."

Princess Ankang, who was getting impatient, reminded him.

The Eighth Prince saw Princess Ankang waiting for a long time with the ball on the other side, and said a little embarrassedly: "Go ahead, I'm ready here."

"Oh."

Princess Ankang answered with a seemingly expressionless face, but in fact, she was already very happy in her heart.

As smart as she is, she naturally understands why Li Xuan was slacking off in the game.

Now that she sees that the Eighth Prince seems to have lifted his spirits and wants to play well, Princess Ankang is naturally happy.

Princess Ankang took a deep breath, and then kicked the ball hard towards Feng Liuyan on the opposite side.

This time, without waiting for A Xiang to continue to perform, the ball was directly intercepted by the Eighth Prince in the air.

"Ankang, you want to score with this kind of ball? You underestimate me, don't you?"

After the eighth prince finished speaking, he volleyed the ball, and the ball flew back at a faster speed.

And because the eighth prince shot the ball in the air, the trajectory of the ball was higher, making it difficult to intercept from the ground.

"Your Highness!"

At this time, Yu'er took a horse stance, crossed her hands at her waist, and called Princess Ankang while getting ready.

Princess Ankang immediately understood, ran towards Yu'er, and then kicked Yu'er's hands.

Yu'er pushed her hands upward, and Princess Ankang's light figure instantly rose up, and a hook shot made the ball continue to accelerate and turn around.

"Hiss, this terrifying talent."

The Eighth Prince could naturally see that Princess Ankang was imitating his movements.

And because the Eighth Prince himself was a superb ball player, he could more clearly understand how exaggerated Princess Ankang's progress was from yesterday to now.

"If she also had this talent in martial arts, I'm afraid she would not lose to that person."

The Eighth Prince watched the ball almost parallel to the trajectory of Fengliuyan.

His previous counterattack kicked the ball high enough, but Princess Ankang was better than her. The height of this ball was difficult for ordinary people to reach, and the speed was so fast that it was even more difficult to intercept.

The Eighth Prince judged that he and Xiao Mizi could not help with this ball, so they just watched from the ground.

This did not mean that the Eighth Prince had given up.

After all, they still have a third player, right?

"Cui——"

After a cry, Axiang appeared in front of Fengliu, ready to fight.

From a distance, Axiang flapped his wings violently, trying to slow down the ball.

But Princess Ankang's legs were strong, and even the strong wind from Axiang could not stop the ball immediately.

But just slowing down was enough.

Axiang turned over in the air and slapped the ball down with his claws.

But Axiang's strength was not enough, and he only slightly changed the trajectory of the ball.

The ball was heading straight for Fengliu's eyes, but it hit the goal with a bang and then bounced to the ground.

There was a cry of surprise from the stands.

Everyone thought that the ball was bound to go in, but it was stopped by Haidongqing again.

At this time, the eighth prince and Xiao Mizi had already rushed to the landing point of the ball.

"Axiang, good job!"

The eighth prince raised his arm and shouted, obviously he had regained his usual fighting spirit.

Then, the two sides fought back and forth, and the ball shuttled back and forth on both sides of the field.

Although Princess Ankang did not have Li Xuan to participate in the battle, she was evenly matched with the eighth prince for a while.

Princess Ankang also knew that she and Yu'er could not deal with Axiang's aerial attack alone, so every attack chose the upper route as the route, forcing Axiang to touch the ball first and could only concentrate on defense.

The eighth prince naturally saw Princess Ankang's intention, but he did not care.

He himself had a sense of pride in Cuju.

The eighth prince really wanted to see whether Princess Ankang, who had only learned Cuju for a few days, was really talented enough to defeat himself who had been immersed in Cuju for many years.

The eighth prince used various strange tricks frequently, which opened Princess Ankang's eyes and gradually became unable to resist.

2-0, 3-0, 4-0

The Eighth Prince slowly expanded the score, and also let Princess Ankang understand that Cuju was not as simple as she imagined.

"Ankang, I admit that you have a good talent in Cuju."

"But it's too early to beat me."

Facing Princess Ankang who served again, the Eighth Prince said confidently.

Princess Ankang was already sweating profusely at this time, but when she heard this, she showed no signs of being angry, but laughed.

"My dear, are these all your tricks?"

The Eighth Prince was stunned.

Then, he saw Princess Ankang suddenly posed in a posture that was extremely familiar to him.

"This is..."

The Eighth Prince was shocked.

Xiao Mizi on the side also recognized the Eighth Prince's trick.

"Rainbow Bridge!?"

The next moment, the ball drew a rainbow track from the toes of Princess Ankang, even bypassing Axiang's head, and in the blink of an eye it passed through the Eighth Prince's romantic eyes.

"Four to one!"

Accompanied by several feathers of Axiang slowly falling in the air, Zhao Feng blew the whistle again.

The Eighth Prince and Xiao Mizi looked at the goal, then turned around and looked at Princess Ankang in amazement.

Princess Ankang chuckled and turned around to continue defending.

"Your Highness..."

"Have you taught me this trick?"

Xiao Mizi asked in shock.

"Bullshit, Hongchui Bridge is my ultimate trick, how can I teach it casually?"

"And can a beginner learn this thing?"

The Eighth Prince argued.

He was no less shocked than Xiao Mizi.

Hongchui Bridge not only requires extremely high physical fitness, but also has a high level of skills.

Even among the famous professional Cuju players in the capital, few people can kick Hongchui Bridge.

"How could Ankang kick this ball without any cultivation?"

"What kind of physical fitness is this?"

"Could it be that she was really pretending to be sick before?"

At this time, the Eighth Prince couldn't help but waver.

But he thought about it and shook his head again.

During the previous party in the Imperial Garden, the Eighth Prince had noticed Princess Ankang.

It may be because Princess Ankang had just lost her mother last year, which reminded the Eighth Prince of the past. Since then, he often secretly paid attention to this sister during the gatherings in the Imperial Garden.

But Princess Ankang's physical weakness at that time did not seem to be fake.

The Eighth Prince remembered the recent rumors in the palace that Doctor Xue had found a way to cure Princess Ankang.

"What medicine is so effective?"

It must be said that the Eighth Prince also wanted to try this medicine at this time.

The game continued.

Next, Princess Ankang continued to use the high-level Cuju skills that the Eighth Prince had used to fight back.

The Eighth Prince felt that he was fighting against himself in a trance.

It can only be said that Princess Ankang's imitation ability is too strong, and coupled with her physical fitness far beyond ordinary people, it is not difficult for her to perform these skills.

And in the stands, the more proficient in Cuju, the earlier they noticed Princess Ankang's abnormality.

"Oh my god, if I'm not mistaken, the Thirteenth Princess is imitating the Eighth Prince's movements on the spot."

"It can't be wrong. She became proficient after performing the movements a few times!"

"Is this the legendary Cuju genius?!"

The most excited ones were the bearded soldiers.

As the saying goes, an expert knows the doorway.

They had already seen the abnormality of Princess Ankang at this time, and they were shocked.

After hearing their shouting, other people in the stands also started to discuss.

"You said that Princess Ankang was learning the movements of the Eighth Prince on the spot. Isn't that impossible?"

"Those movements look very difficult. If you don't practice them normally, it's unlikely that you can perform them, right?"

Someone immediately raised doubts.

The soldiers turned around and saw that it was an acquaintance. The words that they wanted to hold back suddenly poured out.

"Bullshit, Tian Ergou, you know nothing about football!"

"If you are just like ordinary people, you are not called a Cuju genius."

The face of the man called Tian Ergou turned red, and he didn't care about his demeanor, and immediately retorted:

"You guys, my name is Tian Zhongmao, I have told you so many times."

They all served in the army, so they were old acquaintances.

It's just that they came from different backgrounds, so they often quarreled with each other.

"Isn't he still Tian Ergou?"

Several bearded soldiers retorted.

Tian Zhongmao was so angry that he trembled all over, pointing at them but couldn't say a word, and finally squeezed out a sentence:

"I'm too lazy to bother with you guys!"

The audience around him smiled with their mouths covered, which was not surprising.

It can be seen that Tian Zhongmao was from a noble family, and he couldn't play with those soldiers who climbed up from the bottom.

There have been constant conflicts on the border of Daxing for many years, so there are many opportunities to make achievements.

These soldiers don't look too old, but they can sit on the stands with their accumulated merits, and they are rare talents.

But many things need to be accumulated. Even if they sit on the same stage, people from aristocratic families will still look down on these "upstarts" nobles.

Therefore, the soldiers were noisy about the Cuju game, but few people responded in the stands.

Unlike the old scholar on the other side, who responded enthusiastically to a few words.

But seeing that these soldiers knew a lot about Cuju, some people couldn't help but chat with them, and the soldiers naturally gave a simple explanation.

And with their explanation, the audience understood more directly what a terrible thing Princess Ankang was doing on the Cuju field.

"Imitate the Eighth Prince's ball skills on the spot!?"

"I have only heard of the legendary martial arts genius who can learn skills on the battlefield, but I didn't expect that there are such talents in Cuju."

At this time, more and more people participated in the discussion, and those who knew the situation in the palace also explained:

"Her Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess should not have had much contact with Cuju before. It is surprising enough to hear that she has entered the top four this time. I didn't expect that there is such an extraordinary Cuju qualification."

Some of the older nobles knew very well about Concubine Xiao's affairs in the past, but only the younger generation didn't know.

Some young people didn't know these things, so they asked their elders, but they didn't get an answer.

This made them even more curious.

"Mom, why are they so sure that Her Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess has never been in contact with Cuju before?"

"Isn't Cuju an activity that anyone can play?"

"A dignified royal princess should have more people to play with, right?"

A little girl asked her mother, who was sitting on the edge of the highest point of the stands.

This place is too far from the Cuju field, and it is not very convenient to watch the game compared to other positions.

But the woman did not answer her daughter's question, but murmured to herself:

"Your Highness Ankang... has grown so big..."

"Empress Xiao, did you see it?"