The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife Chapter 649.1: Deeply Satisfying

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Second Master Jing knelt down on the cus.h.i.+on in the middle of the pavilion, placing Lord Duke's wheelchair beside him.

Xiao Heng didn’t pay much attention to the arrival of the distinguished guests from the neighboring pavilion; his focus returned to the polo field.

The polo players from Tianqiong Academy made their entrance, and Xiao Heng immediately spotted Gu Jiao, who was fourth in line.

He also saw the young man whispering to Gu Jiao.

Thanks to his three female cla.s.smates, he learned that the young man was Mu Chuan, a legitimate son of the Mu Family, ranked fifth in the family hierarchy.

The Young Master Qingchen, who had caused a sensation in the entire venue, was his aunt’s son, also a legitimate son from the Su Family. Why he used his mother’s surname instead of his father’s was unknown to Xiao Heng.

Next came the greetings between the two teams.

The att.i.tude of students from Qingyue Academy was extremely arrogant, with the imperial polo player Xu Ping showing blatant contempt, and the young man named Nangong Lin beside him was just as presumptuous.

Nangong Lin said something to Gu Jiao, causing her eyebrows to furrow slightly.

Why would someone from the Nangong Family approach Gu Jiao?

Could it be that the ident.i.ty of "Xiao Liulang" had already been exposed?

As the sound of drums and gongs echoed, the match between the two sides began.

Mu Qingchen and Xu Ping drew lots, and Xu Ping won the opportunity for the first strike, forcefully hitting the ball away.

Each polo match was divided into eight chukkas, each lasting half a quarter of an hour. If someone committed a foul or got injured, the game was paused and continued after the issue was resolved. Each team had three opportunities to switch players and horses.

Xu Ping, known for his long shots, hit the ball extremely far, sending it past the midfield line. All the players and horses raced frantically toward the goal on Tianqiong Academy’s side.

Su Hao hooked the ball on the ground with his mallet and pa.s.sed it to Tong Peng, who was not far away.

It seemed like the ball was impossible to catch, but Tong Peng not only caught it but also swiftly pa.s.sed it to Nangong Lin with lightning speed.

Nangong Lin, being the secondary striker, had the option to pa.s.s the ball to Xu Ping or score himself.

From the current situation on the field, his chances of scoring himself were very high.

But just at that moment, Mu Qingchen caught up.

Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, Nangong Lin hurriedly hit the ball, pa.s.sing it to Xu Ping.

Xu Ping didn't choose to drive the ball with his mallet. Instead, he tossed his mallet, grabbed it with a reverse grip, and swung it in one motion. The polo ball traced a beautiful arc in the air and landed accurately in the goal!

"Beautiful!"

Second Master Jing clapped his hands!

As expected from the imperial polo team member.

That move just now was brilliant!

Gu Jiao tilted her head and looked at Xu Ping. Hmm, so it can be played like that.

Qingyue Academy earned the first flag.

With the time for the first chukka not yet over, the game continued. This time, Tianqiong Academy had the first strike.

"Yuan Xiao, you're up." Mu Qingchen said.

"I-I-I'm nervous." Yuan Xiao was intimidated by the opponent's tactics and aura.

Mu Qingchen rea.s.sured, "No worries, just hit it out."

Yuan Xiao swallowed nervously, held back his trembling hands, and swung for the first strike.

Mu Chuan quickly followed the ball on his horse.

Mu Qingchen glanced at Gu Jiao. He didn't say anything, but all his trust was evident in his eyes.

Then, without checking if his teammate had caught the ball, Mu Qingchen dashed toward the opponent's goal.

Second Master Jing was stunned, "No way? That's too bold, isn't it? If the ball gets intercepted, and you're that far away, how are you going to save the situation?"

Nangong Lin and Su Hao exchanged a glance and charged toward Mu Chuan from both sides.

They aimed to interfere with Mu Chuan, trying to prevent him from catching the ball without committing a foul.

Mu Chuan, being squeezed between them, shouted in distress, "Ahhh! Why are you both coming at me?"

Nangong Lin smirked and moved to steal the ball coming to Mu Chuan.

He moved swiftly.

But someone moved even faster.

Before Nangong Lin could figure out what had happened, a mallet swiftly took the ball.

Nangong Lin was momentarily taken aback.

He turned his head and saw Gu Jiao, her expression indifferent.

Gu Jiao gave him a faint glance, said nothing, and tossed her mallet, striking the ball with a reverse grip.

Everyone was stunned.

Wait, wasn’t that Xu Ping’s move just now?

Even the actions of tossing the mallet and grabbing it in reverse were exactly the same!

Had Xu Ping's technique been copied on the spot?

Xu Ping himself was shocked. This was a skill he had honed over many years, both cool and impressive, used not only to win games but also to show off. No one had ever managed to learn it.

How did this guy learn it?

And so well, too.

Xiao Heng watched Gu Jiao intently.

In the sunlight, his girl was so dazzling, making his blood boil with excitement.

Gu Jiao's shot was also very long, resembling the arc Xu Ping had made. Mu Qingchen successfully got the ball and scored with one strike.

Tianqiong Academy earned a flag.

At the end of the first chukka, both sides had one flag each.

This result was somewhat unexpected. Although Mu Qingchen was known as Shengdu's number one young master, no one had ever heard of him having any exceptional talent in polo. No one antic.i.p.ated he would perform so well.

However, the most memorable impression was made by the boy with the birthmark on his face.

Blatantly copying someone's technique—really? Wasn't that shameless?

Just when everyone thought Gu Jiao couldn't be more shameless, she did something even more brazen.

In the following match, whenever Nangong Lin attacked, she intercepted him, not letting him have a single ball. But whenever Xu Ping attacked, she watched quietly, not only refraining from stealing the ball herself but also stopping her teammates from doing so.

She was particularly fierce!

Xu Ping seemed like the precious cub she was carefully nurturing. Every time he scored a goal, the excitement in her eyes was palpable.

Then, she would turn around and immediately use the exact same moves Xu Ping had just performed.

Xu Ping's face turned green!

"Referee!" He shouted angrily.

"Am I not allowed to learn?" Gu Jiao asked innocently.

The referee was at a loss for words.

Well, there wasn't a rule against it.

"You can learn from me too." Gu Jiao shamelessly suggested to Xu Ping.

Xu Ping nearly spat blood.

Learn from you? What's worth learning from you?

You little amateur!

Yet, this shameless little amateur managed to learn all of Xu Ping's best moves.

Even the referee couldn't bear to watch anymore.

Dean Cen of Tianqiong Academy faced strong disdain from the other deans. He weakly raised his hand to s.h.i.+eld his head, saying, "Ahem, he learned those by skill. If you have the ability, you can also learn them."

Like h.e.l.l we can!

Do you think we haven't tried? We can't learn it!

What kind of freak is that kid?

When it was Xu Ping's turn to serve, he suddenly had an allergic reaction and sneezed.

Then, Gu Jiao, holding her mallet, also made a big sneeze before serving.

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