Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 197 [Qian Qian Shang] Zhao Lu Sword is actually in her hand!
"Of course it's not right. Since it's a brain teaser, I want you to make a brain teaser."

Feng Qianxia wiped her mouth and looked at him with a smile.

"I see." Dugu Shang nodded, her mind, which was always filled with world affairs, was now seriously thinking about her so-called brain teaser.

After a long time, he said again: "Human beings."

Feng Qianxia sprayed again, but luckily she didn't drink any more water this time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous, but——

Little Zheng, can you be stronger?Comparing humans to animals.

Feng Qianxia's face was full of excitement in her heart, and she asked weakly: "Why human beings?"

"Only people can raise pigs."

Sure enough, it was a very roundabout answer. When he said this, he still looked serious, and there seemed to be a look of anticipation in his eyes that made her nod.

Feng Qianxia really didn't want him to be disillusioned, but...

"The answer is actually a spider!"

"Why?" Dugu Shang's brows were wrinkled again, these are two incomparable animals.

"The one who knows the pig best is the one who knows it best, and of course it is the spider."

Feng Qianxia glanced at the center of the field while talking, and suddenly found that Concubine Wu had retreated, and it was Feng Feiyan who was playing now.

No way, she also wants to perform?
It was soon seen that she was dancing with a sword, with a heroic appearance, and the red dress was flying with the sword dance, making a beautiful painting.

Sure enough, this big princess is the focus of attention everywhere!
Feng Qianxia sighed, but Dugu Shang seemed to be still immersed in her far-fetched answer.

The spider and the pig, he said, were silent again.

Inadvertently glanced at the field, and immediately, he opened his eyes wide.

Feng Feiyan was dancing with a sword, but that sword——

The white rapier is the Zhaolu sword that has been missing for 20 years. How could it be in her hand?

Moreover, she was using it in front of so many people without any shyness.

As if feeling his gaze, Feng Feiyan turned his lower body, glanced at him suddenly, and smiled slightly.

The sword flower in his hand danced more urgently, and the faint white light surrounded the bright red body, like a wave of red waves flying.

(End of this chapter)