Chapter 1603: Chapter 1541: Heart Gesture
As ti ticked by, the Beast-fighting Palace beca packed with people, their chatter buzzing like a swarm of bees in motion.
There was still a long ti before Changping’s won’s team would take the field, so she ca over to sit with Wufu and chat.
This group of noblewon sitting and chattering away made it hard not to attract attention, and so young n curiously looked over, discussing in whispers or bold voices.
Just by observing their expressions, Wufu knew what they were talking about—comnting on each woman’s looks, each one unique.
Suddenly, she felt a fervent gaze on her; it was Song Wei. Seeing her look his way, he shalessly waved at her, causing those nearby to glance over and whisper to Song Wei.
Noticing his riding outfit, Wufu asked Yonghe, "Is Crown Prince Song also participating?"
Yonghe looked over and replied, "Indeed, Crown Prince Song, a talent among youths, and being the Crown Prince of Prince Wei’s Mansion, how could he not participate."
Wufu raised an eyebrow, pondered for a mont, and then looked at Song Wei again. Seeing him still staring at her, she couldn’t help but give a thumbs up.
Song Wei’s eyes lit up at the gesture, but before he could rejoice, Wufu suddenly turned the thumbs-up downward, causing his face to darken. What did she an?
Wufu laughed aloud, turning her head away.
There were drumbeats, and next ca the sharp voice of an Inner Servant: "His Majesty arrives, the Empress Dowager arrives, Her Majesty the Empress arrives."
Everyone rose from their seats, bowed low, and shouted long live and ten thousand years, the deafening sound spreading far, startling birds into chaotic flight.
A Ministry of Rites official stood up and recited so ceremonial words, but Wufu didn’t pay attention to what was being read; it was undoubtedly praises of the Emperor and Empress Dowager’s rits.
She focused on the central field; at so point, horseball teams representing Beiyan and Nanyue had lined up.
Beiyan’s team wore mysterious black and crimson uniforms, with silver-red ribbons tied on their heads, while Nanyue’s uniforms were hidden blue and dark red, with silver-white ribbons on their arms.
Wufu searched for Ah Jiu in the Beiyan team; he wore the sa uniform, but his collar and sleeves were embroidered with Coiling Dragon patterns. His handso face and upright posture on horseback drew attention.
Whether Beiyan or Nanyue, those participating in the horseball match were young n from noble families or military officer backgrounds, their robust energy captivating.
Moreover, these n were good-looking, with striking appearances and youthful vigor, making it hard for won not to scream.
Thus, when these n appeared, soone scread first, cheering.
Even beside Wufu, there were won screaming, leaving her amazed, wondering where the demure and serene young ladies had gone?
Changping said, "Such occasions are rare; no one will bla them!"
Wufu put her hand to her lips and blew a loud whistle, then dropped her hand quickly, too fast to be seen, but startling the won around her. It was too loud, yet more exciting.
Ah Jiu sensed it, looked over from on horseback, his eyes slightly curved.
Wufu smiled with squinted eyes, ignoring others, and ford a heart with her hands toward Ah Jiu.
The gesture puzzled so, but Ah Jiu burst into a smile, while Song Wei, who had been observing them, was clouded with gloom upon seeing their interaction.
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