Chapter 1936 The Prince’s Sword Is Still Young

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Yun Dai glanced at Liang Wan several times.

Compared with when he first met her, she looks much darker and thinner now. But his eyes are still bright and he is in good spirits.

The more secretive and misty this couple is, the more Yun Dai is anxious to know the truth.

Sometimes, she is quite gossipy.

By this time the race on the lake was coming to an end.

Because of the addition of Zhao Yuanjing, the competition became extremely fierce. Zhao Yuanjing and Zhao Shu confront each other, but the yellow team has an extra imperial general, Xu Hu, whose strength is much higher than that of the red team.

Xu Hu, as the commander of the Imperial Guards and the emperor's personal guard, is highly skilled in martial arts. Except for Zhao Shu, there was no rival in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the end, Zhao Shu was unable to turn the tide and lost.

Team Yellow cheered.

The red team has nothing to feel depressed about. After all, they lost to the emperor, which is not unfair.

It's not a good thing to win this New Year, it's better to lose completely.

Zhao Yuanjing and Zhao Shu walked side by side.

Both of them had sweat on their foreheads and their faces were red.

Yun Dai ordered Qing Yi to prepare hot towels and warm tea to wipe their sweat and quench their thirst.

Zhao Yuanjing took Yun Dai back to the pavilion and said, "It's cold outside, so just stay in the pavilion."

Yun Dai smiled and said: "Your Majesty is impressive. Even King Qin lost."

"I know what I am capable of. If it weren't for Xu Hu's help, I wouldn't be able to defeat the little emperor uncle." Zhao Yuanjing said with a smile.

He looked really happy.

Yun Dai smiled and said: "It seems that King Qin's sword is not old yet."

Zhao Shu paused, threw the towel to Qing Yi, turned around and left. He didn't even say hello to the emperor or empress.

No one paid any attention to this rudeness.

After all, his identity was there and he had just lost the game, so it was normal for him to have a temper.

"Master, where are we going?" The attendant hurriedly followed.

Zhao Shu walked for a while and asked his entourage: "Is this king very old?"

The entourage was stunned, glanced at his master, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? You are only thirty, and you are in the prime of life. Besides, with your appearance, some people will believe you even if you say you are twenty."

"go away."

Zhao Shu didn't believe his lies.

Sitting at a flowery table, looking at Leng Rushuang walking over with a smile, Zhao Shu asked: "Rushuang, do you think this king has aged much?"

Leng Rushuang raised her eyebrows: "My lord, have you forgotten that I am the same age as my lord? Do you think I am getting older?"

Zhao Shu glanced at her.

Although Leng Rushuang is already over thirty, she still looks very young, charming and in her mid-twenties because she has never married or had children.

Zhao Shu looked away and said: "I am a man, I can't compare with your woman."

Leng Rushuang smiled, took out a small, palm-sized rhombus mirror from her arms, handed it to him, and said: "My lord, please look at the mirror for yourself. This face of yours makes me jealous every time I see it. Why?" As the old saying goes? I think you are more beautiful than you were ten years ago."

Zhao Shu looked at the mirror.

The man in the mirror is indeed very young.

But why did that woman keep calling him old again and again?

Although I didn't want to care, I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Zhao Shu put down the mirror and said, "I am hungry."

Leng Rushuang smiled like a flower: "Today is the first day of the new year. I have made dumplings and haven't eaten them yet. I just want to eat some dumplings and drink wine with the prince?"

Zhao Shu nodded.

He knew that Leng Rushuang had a good drinking capacity.