Chapter 522: Leaky Little Cotton-Padded Jacket

"Sister Ying, he is quite resistant to beatings."

Several female generals beside Jiang Ying muttered together.

"Hmph, a few more kicks will help you become more honest."

Jiang Ying snorted coldly, obviously just one game was not enough to relieve her anger.

"Sister Ying, after all, I am a prince, let's not go too far, right?"

The female general who spoke vaguely glanced at Hu Guogong on the sidelines.

"My lord, he didn't even speak just now, and he won't even speak now."

"Just feel free to play."

"Didn't he just say that he wanted to win this game?"

"Let's help him out so we can play with him for a while longer."

"When it comes to the last game, I want him to look good!"

Jiang Ying comforted the others, feeling even more dissatisfied with the Eighth Prince.

Others should have more or less noticed that today's game was specially arranged by Hu Guogong.

The reason is probably to let them and the Eighth Prince turn their hostility into friendship.

Rationally, for their own better development, this is indeed the case.

But emotionally, Jiang Ying and others couldn't swallow this breath.

They, the Jiang family members, had to endure several times more hardship than others in order to climb to their current position, and they finally managed to survive.

All of this was caused by the willful eighth prince.

It's okay now. After Jiang Ying and others no longer need the Eighth Prince, he appears again to regain their allegiance.

How can there be such a good thing in this world?

Now Jiang Ying and others have gained the appreciation of Hu Guogong and established a firm foothold in the military by relying on their own abilities.

Under such circumstances, it was indeed difficult for the Eighth Prince to regain the Jiang family's trust.

After a short break, the second game begins.

After the start of the second game, the Eighth Prince felt his pressure suddenly reduced.

He thought it was his sincere attitude that impressed Jiang Ying and others.

When the Eighth Prince turned his head confidently and smiled at Jiang Ying and others, he was still greeted by those cold eyes.

This made the Eighth Prince immediately turn his head and cast his eyes for help on Princess Ankang who was standing aside.

"Bago, don't be afraid."

"At least they want to win this game, so just perform well and don't think too much."

While the two were talking, the opponent had already kicked off the ball.

Jiang Ying, who was in the backcourt, received the ball and headed straight for the Eighth Prince.

The two teams just exchanged a few goals, and Princess Ankang and the others were only ahead by three points. As a result, Jiang Ying started to play against the Eighth Prince again.

The Eighth Prince caught the familiar sound of the ball breaking through the air behind him, but he did not make any dodge action.

Because Princess Ankang said during the break that she would help him watch his back.

"nice shot!"

Princess Ankang opened her eyes and told lies. After shouting, she lightly caught the ball kicked towards the Eighth Prince, then raised the ball high and landed just in front of the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince had been standing in the forward position due to Jiang Ying's repeated insistence. Now that Princess Ankang fed him such a good ball, it gave him an excellent opportunity to perform.

The Eighth Prince immediately showed his superb skills and kicked a difficult shot.

His trademark weird curve ball instantly broke through the defense and went straight through Feng Liuyan.

After all, the contestants in this Cuju competition were all human beings, and there were no existences like Li Xuan and A Xiang participating, so it was much easier for the Eighth Prince to break through.

The Eighth Prince's goal silenced the entire audience, but it was Princess Ankang's happy "Yeah~" that broke the frozen atmosphere.

"Tsk."

The third prince opposite saw the eighth prince taking the limelight and clicked his tongue in displeasure.

The other young generals were impressed by the Eighth Prince's superb skills.

Even the best Cuju players in the army were still far behind the Eighth Prince in terms of skills.

After all, Cuju in the military is more about efficiency, and the Eighth Prince's skills are obviously more gorgeous.

This was an eye-opener for the young generals who were used to seeing simple football skills.

"It's just a flower stand!"

Jiang Ying gritted her teeth and said.

The others looked at Jiang Ying's face and didn't know what to say.

It's just that although Jiang Ying expressed her dissatisfaction with the Eighth Prince, her eyes were fixed on Princess Ankang.

"This little girl is a little weird..."

Jiang Ying knew best how powerful the ball she kicked was.

But just now Princess Ankang easily caught the ball she kicked towards the Eighth Prince, and she also fed the ball well.

It can be clearly seen that Princess Ankang should be several years younger than them.

Jiang Ying was very concerned about having such strength at such a young age.

"Princess Ankang..."

Jiang Ying recited Princess Ankang's name and became more interested in the only princess who came to the exchange competition this time.

After all, compared to the eldest prince and others, Princess Ankang is not only the only princess, but also extremely young, which is really eye-catching.

Coupled with Princess Ankang's lively and cute appearance...

Jiang Ying immediately shook her head, regained consciousness, and moved her gaze away from Princess Ankang, who was celebrating happily, to the eighth prince.

Her beautiful eyes suddenly ignited with blazing fire.

The eighth prince, who was happily celebrating with Princess Ankang, suddenly shuddered and couldn't help but tremble.

He didn't even need to turn around to see what was going on.

"Alas~"

The eighth prince couldn't help but sigh.

"The road is difficult and difficult."

Princess Ankang still sighed when she saw that he scored a goal, patted her shoulders and encouraged:

"Come on, myna!"

The next game became a one-sided performance on Princess Ankang's side.

With Jiang Ying's offensive, Princess Ankang's connection, and the eighth prince's tacit cooperation at the end, their score was leading all the way, and the point difference became wider and wider.

If Jiang Ying hadn't persisted in launching an attack on the Eighth Prince, her friends would have thought that Jiang Ying had rebelled.

The cooperation between the three of them is really too tacit.

With Princess Ankang acting as lubricant in the middle, Jiang Ying and the Eighth Prince actually formed a tacit cooperation.

The Eighth Prince also lived up to expectations, scoring goals very efficiently and defeating the Opposing Eldest Prince and Third Prince.

In this way, the teams of Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince easily won the second game.

The second game ended so quickly that many people did not react.

Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince jumped to the sidelines to rest and celebrate.

The rest of the people were a little confused.

"Weren't they still fighting among themselves just now?"

"Why did this suddenly become a tacit understanding?"

The third prince wondered.

"According to my observation, they are still fighting among themselves, and General Jiang seems to have been kicking Lao Ba in the head."

"But it seems that Ankang is now forcibly organizing them into a cooperation."

The eldest prince analyzed carefully.

The eldest prince also admired Princess Ankang's approach.

If he had been caught in that position, he probably wouldn't have thought of such a genius.

The eldest prince's analysis was indeed unique. Not only had the opposing team been in internal strife, but there were also signs of the internal strife spreading.

"Why did you guys play so seriously just now?"

Jiang Ying asked her companions.

The others looked at Jiang Ying, who was playing the game most seriously and was sweating profusely, and were speechless.

"Sister Ying, you were the most serious player just now, okay?"

"Are you overthinking it? I plan to win the game first before talking about it."

When Jiang Ying heard this, she jumped immediately.

"Fart! I was kicking that person just now, couldn't you see it?"

"It's just that... they were all blocked by that princess, and they were all fed into big cakes for that person to eat."

Jiang Ying also felt a little powerless regarding this situation.

In the second game, except for Jiang Ying, others also had sneak attacks on the Eighth Prince, but they were all calmly resolved by Princess Ankang.

And when Princess Ankang resolved the situation, she also smiled at them and shouted "good goal".

Facing Princess Ankang's innocent and lovely smile and eyes full of trust, Jiang Ying and others could not help but be tortured by their consciences, and the movements of their feet gradually deformed.

All of them were in the same mood, and some of them saw Jiang Ying's thoughts and gave her a step down.

"Sister Ying, we have grudges against His Highness the Eighth Prince, but we cannot offend the little princess."

"They kindly came to boost the morale of our advance troops and participate in the Cuju exchange competition, but we kept kicking them like the little princess."

"If word of this gets out..."

"I'm not targeting that princess!" Jiang Ying said anxiously.

"Oh, of course we understand what you are thinking, but in the eyes of outsiders, aren't we just bullying other people's little princesses?"

"It's not like those big-mouthed idiots on the other side don't know. If we let them win today's game, and then add jealousy to the outside world, we in the military will really have no shame in our conduct."

"Let me tell you, Sister Ying."

"We might as well win the game first, so that if those big mouths say anything in the future, we will tell the outside world that they can't afford to lose, but we can't let them have the right to speak."

"dont you agree?"

Several little sisters took turns filling Jiang Ying with ecstasy soup.

Two young male generals from the same team stood aside yawning, and they had no role to interrupt the girls.

But seeing that they were silent, they didn't know that they came together to persuade Jiang Ying. The three female generals who were trying to persuade Jiang Ying secretly slapped each of them.

The two young male generals who were still yawning out of boredom suddenly woke up from a dream and echoed from the side:

"Yes, yes!"

"Sister Ying, you should think twice!"

"We are not convinced even if we lose!"

"Yes, yes..."

Li Xuan saw this scene from a distance and couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing that the two young male generals could only nod their heads and keep saying "yes, yes," after being slapped, I knew that they had been persecuted a lot on weekdays.

"It seems that all the people in this military camp are tigresses."

"And hearing their 'Sister Ying' call her so smoothly, I'm afraid Jiang Ying's strength is indeed enough to convince everyone."

After watching the two games, Li Xuan also saw some tricks in the military camp.

When it comes to kicking Cuju, it doesn't matter who is male or female. If you do it, you will kick it to death without holding back at all.

Daxing's gender equality is most vividly reflected in fair competition.

Especially in the military, gender differences are even more ignored, and superiority is judged only by strength.

This fact made Li Xuan particularly admired.

Daxing, a feudal dynasty with an emperor, has many aspects that make Li Xuan break the stereotype.

"Ankang, don't lie to me."

"Why do I feel like the back of my head is getting hotter?"

"Are they still kicking me in the back of the head?"

The Eighth Prince looked at Jiang Ying and others who were mumbling together on the field, and asked with some resignation.

"Uh..."

Princess Ankang hesitated for only a moment, and the Eighth Prince burst into tears:

"Woo, woo, woo, I knew it!"

When Princess Ankang just told him not to look back and concentrate on shooting, the Eighth Prince vaguely guessed it.

"I knew it wouldn't be so easy to make them calm down."

Princess Ankang had no choice but to pat the Eighth Prince on the shoulder and comfort him silently.

After all, she couldn't say that Jiang Ying was getting more and more excited just now, and she looked like she wouldn't stop until she kicked the Eighth Prince's head.

To be honest, this was a bit different from what Princess Ankang expected.

I thought that with the Eighth Prince's excellent performance and winning the second game, Jiang Ying and others would appreciate the Eighth Prince's ability, and then put aside their prejudices, and work together to win the final victory and achieve a happy ending.

The stories Princess Ankang had read before were all of this rhythm.

But now it seems that the story is just a story after all.

She never expected that Jiang Ying seemed to hate the Eighth Prince even more.

"Eighth brother, don't think about other things for now, just win the game first."

"I'm afraid that the matter between you and them cannot be resolved by a Cuju game."

"Show more sincerity in the future, and sooner or later there will be a day to talk it out."

The Eighth Prince said resentfully: "Ankang, you didn't say that just now."

Princess Ankang was inevitably embarrassed, but still defended:

"Oh, the situation is changing, we have to act according to circumstances."

The Eighth Prince spent his rest time under the comfort of Princess Ankang.

Soon, the third game started again.

Both sides stood in their own positions. The Third Prince had just lost a game and wanted to say some polite words, but when he saw the Eighth Prince, who had won a game, crying and looking miserable, he couldn't open his mouth.

Others also saw what was going on. Although they were not in the same team, they also cast sympathetic eyes on the Eighth Prince.

Behind the Eighth Prince, Princess Ankang stood with her back to him, guarding against Jiang Ying's sneak attack.

Although she was guarding against a sneak attack, Princess Ankang's face was full of innocent expressions of encouragement to her teammates, making it impossible to guess her true thoughts.

"General sister, let's win the final victory."

Princess Ankang waved her white and tender little fists, her beautiful light blue eyes were wide open, and she looked so cute that she was deadly.

Jiang Ying's heart trembled suddenly, and she thought to herself:

"She called me General sister~"

Jiang Ying's expression suddenly twisted, and she fell into great entanglement.

Princess Ankang saw that Jiang Ying's expression was wrong, and secretly said that it was bad, and quietly moved aside to prevent herself from being the first to bear the brunt.

Li Xuan and Yu'er in the audience twitched their mouths.

Except for them, no one in the audience noticed Princess Ankang's affectation at this time.

"Also, are you serious about quietly moving aside?"

Li Xuan complained in his heart.

In other words, the Eighth Prince was now facing away from Princess Ankang and could not see such details. Otherwise, if he knew that his sister's little cotton-padded jacket was so leaky, he would be very disappointed.