Divine Doctor's Daughter: Tyrant, spoil me!

Fu Qiao is blocked by Princess Wen Yue. He looks up at her coldly.

Princess Wen Yue followed Fu Qiao closely on her horse. In his way, he can't meet Gu Changle's qibaoqiu.

"My Lord. Do you remember me? " Princess Wen Yue looked at Fu Qiao with a shy smile.

"I don't know." Fu Qiao frowned. The tone is not happy. The woman's face is affected by Gu Changle's temper. Otherwise, he would have kicked her over.

Princess Wen Yue's face was slightly stiff. She stood in front of Fu Qiao and said, "that year, Wanshou Festival. The LORD saved me. Do you remember? "

"I don't remember." Fu Qiao's dark eyes became colder and colder. He was already very impatient.

"I have never had the chance to say thank you..." Wen Yue was not discouraged. She wants Fu Qiao to remember her today.

Fu Qiao did not wait for her to finish, has turned the horse, left from another direction to help Gu Changle.

The words behind Princess Wenyue are not finished. You can see Fu Qiao's back.

She had some secret hatred, and was even more jealous of Gu Changle.

Why does God always treat Gu Changle well. It seems that all the benefits are given to her. In the past, there was a empress dowager who loved her. She was just a daughter of the marquis. In the palace, she has more face than the princess. Now I can marry Fu Qiao again.

Who else in the world can compare with Fu Qiao.

"What's the matter. Go and stop Gu Changle. " The third prince roared at Wen Yue.

Princess Wenyue sneered in her heart. Even her elder brother never cherished her. She was a real failure.

The game on the polo field is very fierce, but there is no suspense. It's Fu Qiao's team that is crushing the third prince, but the third prince doesn't seem to want to give up. Still trying to recover.

"Third cousin, catch the ball." Gu Changle shouts to Yu tengwu.

Yu tengwu is ready to catch the ball with his staff.

Princess Wenyue suddenly rushes over from the side and knocks yutengwu's horse away. Yutengwu's horse hisses. Fortunately, yutengwu's strength is so strong that she can stabilize the frightened horse.

“！” Gu Changle looks at Wen Yue angrily. If she hurts her third cousin again, she will definitely beat someone.

"Zhaozhao, you have to hold the ball firmly." Wen Yue grabs Qibao ball and looks back at Gu Changle with a smile. With a strong wave of her staff, she hits Qibao ball into the goal.

The third prince gave a good cry with satisfaction.

Gu Changle squinted slightly, "then ask the princess for advice."

With less than half of the time left, Princess Wenyue, contrary to her soft and weak posture on the polo field, is as close as Gu Changle.

Other people see the two girls in the fight, they are tacit understanding not to go forward to grab the ball.

"Quick, quick, hit the goal!" The third prince cried anxiously, "you, go and cover for Wen Yue."

"Ah? The third prince, King Ke, they are not moving. Are we not good Some teammates think that if they go to cover for Princess Wenyue, they will bully Gu Changle.

The third prince himself rode forward to stop Gu Changle.

Fu Qiao's eyes were cold, and he went forward to open his stick. "Third prince, you hurt people again and again. Do you think... I'm blind?"

"How can I hurt anyone!" The third prince cried, "Zhaozhao, I won't hurt you."

Gu Changle didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Time has just come.

Fu Qiao and they won the Marseilles steadily.