The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1192
As soon as these words came out, Tong Sanlang almost flinched.

He originally wanted to fly off the stage, but when his words caught his ears, his body in mid-air immediately froze for a moment and almost fell.

Holding his figure steady, he raised his head and looked at Yang Wenxiao in surprise, what do you mean let your lady go up and try it?
"The Supreme Emperor, Mai Mai is a peasant woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken, how can she come to power?"

"Where is there no power to restrain the chicken? You don't know that she just pushed the responsibility away last time." Yang Wenxiao waved his hand, motioning him to come forward, "She said that she would explode her potential in a critical moment. Now is the moment of crisis."

Tong Saburo "..."

Did Qiao Xiaomai talk about these things to Yang Wenxiao?
While talking, Gao Lian led Qiao Xiaomai over there.

Da'an Palace was not far from Daming Palace, he had been wrestling with Prince Fengbao for too long just now, now Qiao Maimai has come.

Qiao Xiaomai was playing mahjong with the maid in Da'an Palace, when she saw Gao Lian approaching, she hurriedly followed.

On the way, Gao Lian had already told her about the situation, but Gao Lian didn't hear what Yang Wenxiao said later, so she still didn't know what Yang Wenxiao said to let her take the stage.

She saw Tong Sanlang standing under the stage, and that goddamn prince standing on the stage, thinking that Tong Sanlang had lost, she couldn't help being anxious, and before Yang Wenxiao could speak, she hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, this is Da Qi!" In Daqi’s territory, we should follow our Daqi’s rules! Any rules from other countries are not protected by the "Daqi Law" in our Daqi."

Yang Wenxiao nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, I didn't promise him. If it's true martial arts, Saburo is no weaker than him. I just told you not to see blood, so Sanlang is worried."

"Sanlang is bound, this competition is unfair, so it doesn't count."

Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, Yang Wenxiao said again, "But after all, he lost face, do you want to go on stage and help him get back his face?"

"what?!"

Qiao Xiaomai was dumbfounded. He looked at Yang Wenxiao with wide eyes, raised his finger in disbelief and pointed at himself, "Me?"

"Taishanghuang, Mai Mai is a woman, not a match for Prince Fengbao." Tong Sanlang walked over, stood in front of Yang Wenxiao, and said in a low voice, "She can't play."

"Why can't you play? From my point of view, Ms. Qiao is a hero among women. She must be really good at kicking my little sister's kneecap." Qing Ye stood up and said with a smile on her face.

Tong Sanlang looked over and said blankly, "She doesn't know martial arts."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know martial arts, as long as you have the strength, you failed to defeat Prince Fengbao just now, Mr. Tong. A true warrior will not make excuses for himself." Qingye continued to smile.

"Even if Daqi's Supreme Emperor does not recognize this rule, but in front of so many people, in fact, you lady, they have already sentenced you to Prince Fengbao in their hearts."

As soon as the words fell, Ai Liusha, who was sitting by the side, immediately raised her hand and stood up, "Prince Qingye, I, the Divine Tree Tribe, don't agree with that. The prince's vision is nothing more than this."

"Status? People are born high or low, and being a good baby is also a skill. If you are born as a pariah, don't blame the nobles for using your status to oppress others. If you don't accept it, go home and ask your mother." The smile on Qingye's face did not change. .

(End of this chapter)