An incense stick's worth of time passed, and the results of the game were out. Some were overjoyed while others were dejected. Qin Dynasty emerged victorious with a score of ten to six. Both Bei Mochen and Bei Moxue wore gloomy expressions.
In this game, Beiming had suffered a humiliating defeat. Beiming, which always prided itself on its strength in cuju, had been defeated by them. Bei Mochen wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Yuan Yuchuan never expected such a huge reversal. He was grinning from ear to ear. "Your Highness the Crown Prince, now that the result of the game is out, remember that friendship comes first and competition second. Am I right?"
Bei Mochen tried his best to suppress his inner anger. With a calm look on his face, he said, "Indeed. Since your country's warriors have won, this prince will naturally present the precious sword. In this prince's opinion, this sword should be given to... His Highness the Fifth Prince."
Yuan Yuchuan was over the moon. He thought Bei Mochen would give the sword to him and had already stretched out his hand to receive it. With a smile on his face, he said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is so polite... What did you say? Give it to the Fifth Prince?"
Yuan Yuchuan stood there stunned as if struck by lightning. He could hardly believe his ears. He was the crown prince, the most noble prince, so why did the Crown Prince of Beiming want to give the sword to Yuan Yuhan?
Could it be that Yuan Yuhan had secretly established contact with Beiming without his knowledge? If so, wouldn't all his efforts have been in vain?
Bei Mochen answered patiently, "This prince saw that His Highness the Fifth Prince was valiant during the game and thought this precious sword suited him very well. Does the Crown Prince have any objections?"
At this moment, Yuan Yuchuan's expression was extremely embarrassing. He had never been so humiliated. He had even become a laughingstock in the eyes of Bei Mochen, who was also a prince!
Mu Fengqie saw Bei Moxue, who looked unhappy and was about to leave, and called out to her. "Princess Seventh, you should be a person of your word. May I ask when you will present the century - old sandalwood?"
Bei Moxue was already unhappy because she had lost the game and failed to achieve her goal. Now, seeing Mu Fengqie looking so proud made her even more annoyed.
"Is this princess someone who doesn't keep her word? Later, you can send someone to fetch the sandalwood with this princess. You were just lucky to win this time, but don't be too complacent. Next time, it will definitely be us from Beiming who win!"
Mu Fengqie was extremely excited, but there was no need to engage in a verbal spat. "Thank you, Princess Seventh, for your generosity. I will surely visit in person to express my gratitude another day. Zhu Fei, go with the princess to fetch the sandalwood."
Bei Moxue snorted and then left angrily with her entourage. Shen Yiru felt extremely satisfied. Mu Fengqie looked so cool when dealing with that "green tea" girl. If Mu Fengqie were a man, Shen Yiru might not have fallen in love with Lou Xingzhou.
"Fengqie, did you already know we would win?" Shen Yiru asked happily.
Mu Fengqie shook her head. "Actually, I wasn't sure either. I was just luckier than her."
"What?" Shen Yiru was shocked. "You dared to make a bet with her without being sure? Isn't the stake a bit too high? You didn't even know if you would win and still made the bet?"
"I trust him. He said that as long as it's what I want, he will make it happen for me." Saying this, Mu Fengqie stared blankly at Jing Xunchi on the field.
Coincidentally, he was also searching for Mu Fengqie in the crowd. Their eyes met, and it seemed as if time had stood still at that moment.
Shen Yiru pouted. Just as she was about to turn around to pull Li Wantong, she found that the person who had been behind her was gone. She was startled and quickly went to look for Li Wantong.
Li Wantong was a proper young lady who had been protected very well since childhood and was very delicate, unlike Shen Yiru who was carefree. Now that there were still people from Beiming around, it would be bad if something happened to Li Wantong.
But after searching around, Shen Yiru found a delicate girl on the field. She rubbed her eyes to confirm that it was Li Wantong. Li Wantong was holding a teacup and a handkerchief and was handing them to Yuan Yuhan, who was sweating profusely.
At this moment, Shen Yiru couldn't find the right words to describe her feelings. Did she not need to have lunch anymore?
"Wantong~ My love for you has been in vain after all. You are all so obsessed with love and neglect your friends. Can't I just leave?" Shen Yiru pouted and left alone.
Yuan Yuhan took the teacup from Li Wantong and gulped down the tea. "Sister Wantong, this cup of tea has saved my life. I was dying of thirst!"
Li Wantong then handed out the handkerchief in her hand and quickly lowered her head. "Brother Han, wipe the sweat off. You're so tired and sweating all over."
Yuan Yuhan unceremoniously wiped the sweat off his face with her handkerchief. Although they hadn't seen each other for a few years, in his heart, Li Wantong was still his cute little sister.
"By the way, I heard that your family has arranged a marriage for you. Has the wedding date been set?" Yuan Yuhan asked.
Seeing his calm look, Li Wantong felt indescribable bitterness in her heart. "Not yet, but I don't want to get married."
"You've been of marriageable age for two years, haven't you? If you don't get married soon, you'll become an old maid. Why are you still as willful as when you were a child?" Yuan Yuhan habitually stroked Li Wantong's head.
Li Wantong's eyes were filled with tears. After a mental struggle, she closed her eyes and asked, "Brother Han, what will you do if I get married?"
"Silly girl, in my heart, I've always been your elder brother. As your elder brother, I will naturally be happy for you when my younger sister gets married. If anyone bullies you in the future, I, as your elder brother, will never allow it!"
Yuan Yuhan looked at the graceful young lady in front of him and recalled the days of their childhood. Li Wantong had accompanied him during the darkest days of his youth. From then on, he had made up his mind to protect her.
But Li Wantong suddenly developed some rashes on her face. After that, every time he went to see her, he was turned away. Gradually, they lost contact.
"Brother Han, do you still remember the promise you made when we were children?" Li Wantong asked with tears in her eyes and a wronged look on her face.
Yuan Yuhan was stunned for a moment. "What promise from childhood? I can't quite remember the things from when I was a child. Tell me, and maybe I'll remember after hearing it."
Hearing this, Li Wantong's heart sank. So the promise she had been longing for all this time had been completely forgotten by him. Was she really just daydreaming?
Seeing the change in Li Wantong's mood, Yuan Yuhan became even more curious. Why did she seem a bit unhappy? Had he said something wrong?
"What's wrong, Sister Wantong? Why are you crying? Did I say something wrong to make you unhappy?" Yuan Yuhan asked anxiously.
Li Wantong forced a smile. Such a forced smile looked really pitiful.