The sick and weak prince is too black

Chapter 32 Hold Your Hand Tightly
Princess Chen Yu took two steps back subconsciously, her face was full of guard, "So what?"

After saying this, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he quickly added, "Everyone just wants to please Princess Qionghua. If everyone didn't agree, Hua Nong would not have done anything. It has nothing to do with me..."

Ye Lanxin narrowed her eyes, and she saw that the expressions of the people around her changed.

The princes and grandsons subconsciously put away the bows and arrows in their hands, feeling a little more dissatisfied with the Princess Chenyu.This person can talk, and she provoked all the incidents, not only dragged Princess Qionghua into the water, but also poured dirty water on everyone.

Even if she Yelan wanted to settle the score, could it be that she still dared to teach the entire Dongling nobles a lesson?
A look of dissatisfaction and gloom flashed across Princess Qionghua's eyes: This Princess Chen Yu is really calculating!
On Jun Wuxie's seductive face, there was also a hint of gloom, and there seemed to be waves surging in her beautiful eyes: This woman is a bit too courageous.

Everyone's eyes were all on Ye Lanxin, even Feng Xichao moved her eyes, as if she was looking forward to Ye Lanxin's reaction.

I saw Ye Lan's beautiful eyes flickering, clear to the bottom, looking at Princess Chen Yu with a look of surprise, "What did the princess say? I just asked, and didn't intend to settle accounts with anyone."

At this time, even Princess Chen Yu was stunned, looking at Ye Lanxin in a moment of bewilderment.

Ye Lan smiled softly, and a rare beauty flashed in his eyes, "Since the princess likes to play archery games so much, after King Jin's celebration banquet, I will have fun with the princess."

"What do you want to do?" Princess Chen Yu looked at Ye Lanxin's smiling face, and always felt that she could smell a conspiracy from it.

Ye Lanxin smiled faintly, "Each of us picks an assistant with a cherry on his head. There is only one rule of the game, no matter what method is used, whoever hits the cherry on the other's head first wins."

A smile flashed across Qionghua's face, and her eyes shone with a sly light, "That's right, since the princess wants to please you in front of me, then I will give you a chance. I will be a judge at that time, and I will definitely give it to you." A fair and just decision."

Although Dong Ling advocates governing the country by virtue, he does not value civility over military affairs.Ordinary princes and grandchildren, even ordinary people with some family backgrounds, even their daughters, would practice a few tricks in private.

Princess Chenyu is no exception.

But, as far as she knew: Ye Lanxin was extremely unfavored in the Right Prime Minister's residence.Usually, I don't even have any clothes or jewelry that I can afford, let alone dancing and writing, riding a horse and archery.

If it wasn't for the marriage with King Changle based on the ceremonies, it would be enough for her to pick out one random thing based on her misdeeds in the past.

How dare a wimp like her who doesn't understand anything or know anything dare to clamor for a competition with herself?

Could there be some conspiracy in this?
Princess Chen Yu was eager to try, wishing that the whole world could see Ye Lan's crushing defeat, but she was also worried that there was a fraud in it, so she hesitated for a while...

At this time, Jun Wuxie who was sitting in the seat made a move.

He leaned forward, and Mo Wu immediately bent down and grabbed his right arm.The robe of excellent quality fell straight down along his long figure, with waves of waves hanging down, as if this man like a banished fairy would ride the wind away at any moment...

Although Jun Wuxie's movements were slow, her demeanor was outstanding, and every frown and smile showed all the colors in the world.At this time, even the bright sun in the sky could not suppress the gorgeous brilliance he exuded.

"The princess wants to play in the future, so I naturally can't neglect it." Jun Wuxie's eyes were like silk, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Your assistant is none other than me."

At this moment, a lazy voice came from behind him, "What a coincidence, I am also very interested in this position."

Everyone looked sideways, and found a purple figure flashing out from behind King Changle, with an undoubted aura of king—isn't this Prince Nanyuan Feng Xichao?

I saw him walking straight in front of Ye Lanxin, and stretched out his hand towards her, "Liangju has to be accompanied by bole, so that the zither can sing in harmony and play a beautiful song. Miss Ye, what do you think?" no?"

Good horse bole?Zither and Ming?
The eyeballs of the surrounding audience almost fell to the ground. This Prince Feng was too arrogant. He even said such words to the future princess in front of King Changle. It was simply provocative.

For a moment, sparks seemed to burst out from everyone's eyes: Could it be that he thinks that there is no one in our Dongling, or is he bullying me, King Changle, who is sick?It's just too crazy!
Princess Chen Yu was even more pissed off when she saw this scene, Feng Xichao actually showed her affection to Yelan in front of so many people, so what is the pain of waiting all these years?
At first, she was still a little hesitant, but after seeing this scene, she felt blood rushing from her heels to her forehead, and immediately rushed to Ye Lanxin, blocking Feng Xichao's eager sight, "Okay, I agree. But the loser People have to kneel all the way from this archery range and crawl back to their own house. Ye Lanxin, do you dare?"

Ye Lan's beautiful eyes narrowed: I'm waiting for your words.

She looked up at Feng Xichao, her voice was cold, "Prince Feng may be Bole, but I'm not the good horse you're looking for."

Feng Xi shrank her pupils, her swollen heart seemed to have a small hole pierced by a needle, something warm slipped out, and a gust of cold wind swished in again, that feeling was really stifling Panic.

Yelan's heart is eclectic, and there are even many men who have no temperament: shouldn't this kind of good bird choose a tree to live in?
Ignoring the astonishment and bewilderment in Feng Xichao's eyes, Ye Lan walked up to Jun Wuxie heartily, raised her bare hand, and grabbed Jun Wuxie's meticulous right hand in full view.

"Prince Feng, this is Dongling, not Nanyuan." Ye Lanxin raised Jun Wuxie's right hand to his chest, "The country of Dongling is rich and powerful, and there are many talents at the feet of the emperor. Maybe the sick and weak King Changle in your eyes will A surprise for you?"

"So your choice is..." Feng Xichao almost couldn't believe her ears, but couldn't help but ask for confirmation.

Ye Lanxin raised her eyebrows lightly, "That's right, I'll choose him!"

The touch is as warm as white jade, with a slight warmth, and the electric shock-like feeling spreads from the fingertips to the whole body.A sour warmth poked out of his head, gently hitting the atrium.

In Jun Wuxie's silky winking eyes, there was a touch of warmth without knowing it: no one has ever given the trust of life except Mo Wu and Jiang Mu by his side.

But this time, Ye Lanxin's trust was completely different, something seemed to fill his chest, and then, he was ready to move...

With a hook of his gorgeous red lips, he is a man, how could he let his own woman lose?

(End of this chapter)