Chapter 112: Revenge for Shao Fatty

The person she pushed away was about to get angry, but saw a red flash like a blazing sun, and his stunning appearance made him shake in place and forget everything.
"Boss!" Hearing Mu Qingge's voice, he saw a familiar figure. Fatty Shao suddenly saw his relatives.
The voice of grievance is like a child who has been bullied outside, finally looking forward to the appearance of his own adult.
Mu Qingge walked up to Fat Shao, squatted down, looked at the fat leg he was holding and asked, "Is it okay."
Fatty Shao sniffed his nose and raised his chin boldly: "It's okay, it just hurts some muscles and bones. After ten days and a half months, he can walk like flying."
Hearing the comfort in the fat man's words, Mu Qingge smiled and said: "You have been hurt for a hundred days, don't be careless."
"I see, boss!" Fatty Shao was moved. Although, on his fat face, the expression is not obvious.
"Cao Gui?" A slightly surprised voice inserted into the crowd.
The noble son who competed with Fatty Shao raised his eyes, and suddenly became obsessed with his frivolous eyes: "It turns out to be Princess Changle."
Qin Yiyao walked into the crowd and glanced at Fatty Shao who was sitting on the ground, frowning and saying, "Were you playing against Shao Yueze just now?"
"Not bad." Cao Gui proudly said: "Before, this Shao Fat... Shao Yueze took the initiative to request a test ride and shoot with Cao. That's it. They rode each horse and shoot nine arrows, winning with more laps. Just this fat guy. He was not good at riding, and he fell off his horse, but he accused Cao. He asked the princess to be fair to Cao."
Cao Gui's eyes made Qin Yiyao very uncomfortable.
Without leaving a trace, she moved closer to the direction where Mu Qingge was, and said faintly: "I am also a guest, so I can't call the shots. If you want to be fair, go to the prince. It's just that you have already won the competition, and Why bother to fall into the pit?" She didn't just arrive. Although she didn't hear Mu Qingge well, she also heard a few words. With her cleverness, how could she not guess what was going on?
Of course, she wanted to calm down, fearing that Mu Qingge would get into trouble, but Mu Qingge obviously didn't want to appreciate this love.
After confirming that Fat Shao was in good condition, she slowly stood up, blocked Qin Yiyao's figure, and said calmly: "Just now, Fatty just fell from a horse. You and him didn't even shoot an arrow, so how can you win?"
"It turned out to be Lord Mu." Cao Gui smiled jokingly: "What? Lord Lord wants to speak for this fat man?"
"You don't need to talk." Mu Qingge flicked his sleeves and flicked the hem of his clothes, and said with a smile: "I like to use actions to prove everything."
"What do you mean?" Cao Gui frowned.
"It's better..." Mu Qingge's mouth raised a playful smile: "How about this unfinished competition, let me play?"
Everyone was taken aback.
No one in Luodu knew that Lord Mu Xiaojue could not become a martial artist.
Now, actually asked Cao Gui, who is excellent in riding and shooting, to compete?
Not only Cao Gui thought he had heard it wrong, but Qin Yiyao, who was standing behind Mu Qingge, frowned...
"Then Cao Gui is the prince's partisan, you must not be reckless." Qin Yiyao stood behind Mu Qingge and reminded softly.
It turned out to be the prince.
Mu Qingge knew it well. At present, the king of Rui and the prince are fighting the most fiercely. Now that the king of Rui is punished in the imperial temple, he is a little out of power, and the prince’s people are proud.
However, it doesn't matter if they bite the dog, they can fight it anyway. The one who linked her with hair?
This group of shameless little smashed, just owe it.
"Lord Jue really wants to compete with me?" Cao Gui narrowed his frivolous eyes and confirmed again. The calculations continued between the eyes.
Mu Qingge smiled and said: "What? I'm not worthy?" Her status is much more noble than this Cao Gui.
In addition, she also has a good grandpa who loves his grandson like his life.
Believe it or not, as long as Cao Gui dared to say today that Mu Qingge is unworthy, Mu Xiong will be able to rush into Cao's house tomorrow and say to this little bitch, ‘I’m not worthy of my grandson, and the old man? ’
The flesh on Cao Gui's cheek twitched, and he smiled and said without a smile: "Why?"
Mu Qingge raised his eyebrows: "In that case, it's better for us to make a bet."
"What do you want to bet on?" Cao Gui asked. Secretly, someone has been sent to call the prince.
Comparing with Fatty Shao, he can tease at will. But Mu Qingge-Mu Xiong's special status, his soldiers are daunting. He had to hesitate a bit.
It can be said that now that the King Rui and the prince can completely win over Mu Xiong, it is equivalent to half of the sitting firmly in that seat.
Of course, Mu Qingge's marriage contract with Princess Changle, as well as the closeness of King Rui to her, made the prince unable to start and could only be listed as an enemy.
Now that King Rui was punished, it was a good opportunity for the prince.
I have to say that Cao Gui really considers the prince. Therefore, after Mu Qingge appeared, he was not too sarcasm, he was afraid that the relationship would become stiff and the prince's good deeds would be ruined.
In short, it is up to the prince to decide whether Mu Qingge wins or opposes.
Mu Qingge laughed and said, "If you lose, you will kneel down and give the fat man three kowtows. How about three times than Shao Yueze?"
Cao Gui's face changed, his eyes filled with sinister poison. He didn't expect that Mu Qingge actually put forward such a condition, which is really deceiving too much.
Fortunately, he was able to do things under the hands of the prince, and he naturally had some tolerance.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, he sneered and said: "Then what if the little Lord lost?"
"If I lose, I will also kneel and kowtow to you and say three times that it is not as good as you. How about it, fair, right?" Mu Qingge said casually: "Or, you dare not accept the appointment because you are afraid of losing to me. ?"