The Queen of Charm
Chapter 310 The Princess Chooses Her Husband 4
Chapter 310 The Princess Chooses Her Husband 4
In the end, the winner was Lan Mingjue.
He smiled at Ling Zihan with a sinister face, laughing presumptuously and wildly.
Ling Zihan smiled thoughtfully, drinking tea lightly, not paying attention to the provocateur at all, Rourou's eyebrows and eyes were just beauties and tea.
Lan Mingfan's arrogance instantly seemed to penetrate into cotton, it was soft and felt nothing.
The victory that comes all at once is instantly exhilarated.
Civil and military officials congratulated, but it was too late to see Ling Zihan's begging face.
With a cold snort, he turned and went backstage.
Xu Wan'er couldn't see that Lan Mingfan was always targeting Ling Zihan, her brows were twisted into Chuan characters, and she muttered to herself, "I don't know what kind of enmity the prince of the ice country has with Ling Zihan, but I always feel that the two have a father-killing relationship." revenge."
Glancing at Ling Zihan from the corner of the eye, she didn't know why this person was so calm. She had just met him at first, and she could only see that Ling Zihan was irritated and irrational when he met the eighth prince of Feng Kingdom. It's only in front of certain people that it looks like this.
Xu Wan'er suddenly smelled gossip.
"Little fool, does your master emperor want to wait for us to return to Roman Kingdom together?"
Qiuhua replied blankly, "Yes."
She smiled, "It seems that guy is arrogant, and he still doesn't want to get into this muddy water."
Qiu Hua raised her head with a proud face, "Your Excellency will never get involved in these things, let alone you already have a wife. In your eyes, only your wife is beautiful, and everything else is just a cloud."
While speaking, he glanced straight at Ling Zihan, with a look of admiration for Xiao Moyang.
Ling Zihan, who was drinking tea, suddenly trembled and touched his arm, always feeling chilly somewhere.
Xu Wan'er put her hands on her forehead, her face covered with black lines.
Sure enough, there are no masters, no slaves.
In the first round, Lan Mingfan won.
The chief officer announced the result.
Then he said, "This second game is about text, compared with this blue sky. As long as you express it in poems and songs, and it is very appropriate, then the other party will win. According to the request of the princes, you need to do it yourself. Help, once discovered, it will be regarded as a waiver!"
The meaning was obvious, and it was completely aimed at Ling Zihan.
As one of the three great powers, Feng Kingdom also has the strongest military force.The dream country is the most prosperous, if the two countries combine, then it must be undefendable, so many princes all demand to change the rules, and focus on Feng country with all their strength.
Meng Gong would never say anything, sitting high on the dragon chair, watching the farce with a dignified face.
Completely out of it.
Ling Zihan squinted her eyes, looking at the white clouds in the sky, with a smile on her lips, one after another came to the stage, took a brush, and began to lazily scribble on it.
Feng Luoge held the sword and leaned against the pillar, looked at the laziness on the stage, frowned deeper, and said in a bad tone, "I don't know anything, and I don't know where the confidence comes from. Either let me chop kill these people!"
"Are you insisting that she will lose?"
A gentle and elegant voice fell behind.
Ouyang Yu came out from the shadows, with a handsome face and a gentle smile on his lips.
Following Feng Luoge's gaze, he landed on the purple person on the stage, and he said thoughtfully, "Since she is willing to bear the responsibility herself, why don't we try to trust her, instead question her here. In fact, in your heart , are you worried about the Eighth Prince?"
Feng Luoge's body stiffened suddenly, as if he was talking about his thoughts, and his expression became even more unnatural.
Don't turn your head away, "She is the eighth prince, I'm just a minister, so I don't have any reason to worry about her. As a major general, I'm afraid that she will mess things up and put Fengguo in danger."
(End of this chapter)
In the end, the winner was Lan Mingjue.
He smiled at Ling Zihan with a sinister face, laughing presumptuously and wildly.
Ling Zihan smiled thoughtfully, drinking tea lightly, not paying attention to the provocateur at all, Rourou's eyebrows and eyes were just beauties and tea.
Lan Mingfan's arrogance instantly seemed to penetrate into cotton, it was soft and felt nothing.
The victory that comes all at once is instantly exhilarated.
Civil and military officials congratulated, but it was too late to see Ling Zihan's begging face.
With a cold snort, he turned and went backstage.
Xu Wan'er couldn't see that Lan Mingfan was always targeting Ling Zihan, her brows were twisted into Chuan characters, and she muttered to herself, "I don't know what kind of enmity the prince of the ice country has with Ling Zihan, but I always feel that the two have a father-killing relationship." revenge."
Glancing at Ling Zihan from the corner of the eye, she didn't know why this person was so calm. She had just met him at first, and she could only see that Ling Zihan was irritated and irrational when he met the eighth prince of Feng Kingdom. It's only in front of certain people that it looks like this.
Xu Wan'er suddenly smelled gossip.
"Little fool, does your master emperor want to wait for us to return to Roman Kingdom together?"
Qiuhua replied blankly, "Yes."
She smiled, "It seems that guy is arrogant, and he still doesn't want to get into this muddy water."
Qiu Hua raised her head with a proud face, "Your Excellency will never get involved in these things, let alone you already have a wife. In your eyes, only your wife is beautiful, and everything else is just a cloud."
While speaking, he glanced straight at Ling Zihan, with a look of admiration for Xiao Moyang.
Ling Zihan, who was drinking tea, suddenly trembled and touched his arm, always feeling chilly somewhere.
Xu Wan'er put her hands on her forehead, her face covered with black lines.
Sure enough, there are no masters, no slaves.
In the first round, Lan Mingfan won.
The chief officer announced the result.
Then he said, "This second game is about text, compared with this blue sky. As long as you express it in poems and songs, and it is very appropriate, then the other party will win. According to the request of the princes, you need to do it yourself. Help, once discovered, it will be regarded as a waiver!"
The meaning was obvious, and it was completely aimed at Ling Zihan.
As one of the three great powers, Feng Kingdom also has the strongest military force.The dream country is the most prosperous, if the two countries combine, then it must be undefendable, so many princes all demand to change the rules, and focus on Feng country with all their strength.
Meng Gong would never say anything, sitting high on the dragon chair, watching the farce with a dignified face.
Completely out of it.
Ling Zihan squinted her eyes, looking at the white clouds in the sky, with a smile on her lips, one after another came to the stage, took a brush, and began to lazily scribble on it.
Feng Luoge held the sword and leaned against the pillar, looked at the laziness on the stage, frowned deeper, and said in a bad tone, "I don't know anything, and I don't know where the confidence comes from. Either let me chop kill these people!"
"Are you insisting that she will lose?"
A gentle and elegant voice fell behind.
Ouyang Yu came out from the shadows, with a handsome face and a gentle smile on his lips.
Following Feng Luoge's gaze, he landed on the purple person on the stage, and he said thoughtfully, "Since she is willing to bear the responsibility herself, why don't we try to trust her, instead question her here. In fact, in your heart , are you worried about the Eighth Prince?"
Feng Luoge's body stiffened suddenly, as if he was talking about his thoughts, and his expression became even more unnatural.
Don't turn your head away, "She is the eighth prince, I'm just a minister, so I don't have any reason to worry about her. As a major general, I'm afraid that she will mess things up and put Fengguo in danger."
(End of this chapter)
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