Even Xiao Siyi looked at Mu Mingtang and she recognized who it was at a glance— the wife of the God of War Xie Xuanchen and also the Princess of Prince An’s Mansion. Just now, when Xie Xuanchen and the Empress Dowager of the Ye Dynasty were in a conflict, Ye Luyan and others were paying attention to the aning behind this commotion while Xiao Siyi’s attention was on so small details.
Xiao Siyi rembered clearly that at that ti, many people wanted to persuade them to cease the fight but did not dare to. So many people were helpless against Xie Xuanchen, but Mu Mingtang was the only one who could hold onto his hand majestically and signal him to stop talking.
And with that, Xie Xuanchen really didn’t say anything anymore.
n were creatures of ego— the more soone tried to persuade one, the more aggressive he would beco. When a husband’s wife was the one to initiate the persuasion, they would always feel like their masculine ego was at risk. Every man that Xiao Siyi knew, including her family elders, behaved this way.
Nevertheless, in front of everyone, Xie Xuanchen ceased his temper just with one sentence from Mu Mingtang. He didn’t care about how he would look in others’ eyes nor did he lash out at Mu Mingtang. From Xiao Siyi’s perception, this was really a very rare occasion.
Xiao Siyi’s aunt was the Empress Dowager, so she couldn’t imagine how soone dared to contradict her. Plus, said offender was not punished and instead, it was the Empress Dowager who avoided him. If that wasn’t enough, what ca as even more of a surprise was the fact that he listened to his wife.
Xiao Siyi couldn’t figure it out— the two things she couldn’t understand were related to the woman in front of her. Xiao Siyi took a quick look at Mu Mingtang again and moved to the left slightly. This shift in location made Mu Mingtang centred in the middle of her vision.
From the eyes of the people behind, it was Mu Mingtang who approached and exclaid softly before Princess Jin respectfully stepped aside. The lawless, domineering and rude Princess-to-be and niece of the Empress Dowager of Beirong also offered to give way to Mu Mingtang after seeing the scene play out.
Everyone couldn’t help but click their tongues in their hearts. They watched Mu Mingtang pass through the crowd all the way to the front. The sun shone on her body and her silver-purple dress beca even more radiant as it shimred. Mu Mingtang stood at the forefront with her hands clasped, her shoulders pulled back and a slender neck. Everyone ford a semicircle behind her, as if it was only natural for everyone in the world to give way to her as she deserved to always be first place.
At this mont, the n had already rolled up their sleeves, selected their horses and were preparing to go on the field.
Xie Xuanchen casually weighed the weight of Yanyueguan(1), walked to the side of the horse and got on it.
(T/N: Directly translated as a ‘reclining moon pole’, think of it as an ancient version of a polo stick)
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