The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 482 Let's strive for the top five!

"What's so good about being a beautiful woman?" Murphy's attention was easily diverted, and his eyes fell on the grapes in the fruit bowl. "I just want to eat delicious food every day!"

Seeing that they were chatting happily, Nan Linghan also said, "Mo Fei, if you become a great beauty, there will be many people rushing to give you food in the future."

"Really?" Mo Fei opened his eyes, and when he saw him nodding, he immediately clenched his fists and announced with great ambition, "Okay! Then I will definitely become a world-renowned beauty in the future!"

It was just a casual chat, none of them here would have thought that all this would come true a few years later.

In the not-too-distant future, Mo Fei's name will cause a sensation in Yuncang, just like Feng Qingcheng.

Of course, these are all for later.

They chatted for a while, when a young woman came onto the stage, raised her voice and said, "Everyone, thank you very much for coming to support this year's oiran husband selection, please enjoy a few small programs to add to the fun, after the program There will be a first round."

After she finished speaking, she left the stage, and several young women in white and pink gauze dresses came to the stage to perform dances.

They danced gracefully and danced to the sound of the piano, and the audience below were very fascinated.

Feng Qingcheng watched and couldn't help but praised, "The dancers are so good at running, it is estimated that Hua Kui's dancing skills are even more fascinating. No wonder so many people are willing to spend 100 taels to try!"

Of course, the most important thing is that the gimmick of the boss of Jue Se Fang is very good and attractive enough.

After all, Nan Linghan has seen the big world, and he is not very interested in this kind of dance. "How long can the oiran be beautiful? How long can she keep her face easy to age? Most of these people come here for the appearance of the oiran. I have never met each other, and if I choose a husband in this way, no matter who wins, how long can a marriage with Hua Kui without any emotional basis last?"

I don't know which word in his words touched Feng Qingcheng, she looked at him with burning eyes, and there seemed to be many inexplicable emotions hidden in her eyes.

Nan Linghan seemed to be aware of her gaze, and looked sideways at her. When he saw tears in her eyes, he couldn't help showing a surprised expression, "Qingcheng, why are you... crying?"

He remembered that when they first met in the capital, after she cured his eyes, she had the same expression when she first saw him.

Nan Linghan pondered for a moment, then asked again tentatively, "Did we know each other before? It's just, why doesn't this palace have any impression?"

Feng Qingcheng sniffed and took a deep breath, "I'm fine."

Nan Linghan wanted to ask again. After the performance was over, the woman stepped onto the stage again, "The most exciting moment is coming. The first round of husband selection officially begins. There are a total of 88 contestants participating in this competition. Please Contestants, please note that there is a random number on the back of your entry card, which is also your starting follower. Please go on stage if you call the number three times in a row.

Hearing this, Feng Qingcheng whispered to Nan Linghan who was sitting next to him, "Why don't we just play around later, if we can get the top five, each person can get a bonus of 1000 taels, that's great! It's just a subsidy Our expenses along the way."

Nan Linghan raised his eyebrows, "Why, you are short of money? Could it be that you live in the palace, and Cang Yanlu is poor for you?"

"Who can bite his hand because of too much money?" Feng Qingcheng glanced at him, and took the entry card from his hand, "You are number 68, I am number 69, we should both have one. Ahan, for 1000 taels, we Try to get the top five!"

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