The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 495 Only those who have defeated her are eligible to marry her!
Nan Linghan smiled slightly, and Jun's face showed a bit of elegance, "Miss Wushuang is serious, you and I have never met before, so why are you dissatisfied?"

Yan'er, who was standing behind Yan Wushuang, couldn't help asking, "Since that's the case, why don't you want to continue the competition?"

Nan Linghan didn't answer her, but raised her thin lips, and looked at Yan Wushuang, "Have Miss Wushuang's maids always been this unruly?"

Yan'er was obviously Yan Wushuang's maid, but she had never seen anyone's face in Jue Se Fang, and when she heard this, she blushed with anger, "Why are you..."

"Yan'er!" Yan Wushuang glanced sideways slightly behind her, with a hint of warning in her eyes.

"Yes, Miss." Even though Yan'er had complaints about Nan Linghan in her heart, she didn't dare to go against Yan Wushuang's intention, and obediently kept her mouth shut.

Yan Wushuang saw the performance of all the contestants upstairs just now, and in all honesty, she has a crush on Nan Linghan.

It can even be said that among the five finalists, he is the most favorite.

But as an oiran, she has her pride, and since he has no intention of treating her, she can't possibly stalk her.

"Since this is the case, then I will not force others to make things difficult for me. My son, please do what you want."

Feng Qingcheng glanced at Nan Linghan from the corner of her eyes, raised her hand to cover her mouth, and whispered, "Tell me, if I don't go up, will I become a target of public criticism?"

Nan Linghan smiled lightly, "You can go up with confidence, I think that the oiran should not look down on you."

Originally this was just a joke, but Feng Qingcheng took it seriously, "Hey! What do you mean by that? Be careful, I will show you a champion on stage!"

Jiyue Qingfeng's smile appeared on Nanlinghan's lips, and he teased her, "Take it easy, even if you really marry the oiran home, you won't be able to enjoy it!"

Feng Qingcheng confronted him, blinked her eyes, "Who said it must be endured? Can't I keep her like a vase?"

"Okay, that's a good idea. She's a beauty. She's always a pleasure to look at. If you're rich, no one will care about you even if you keep a whole house of vases."

Whoever said no one cared, with Cang Yanli's poisonous tongue, she would definitely say that she wasted the food of Prince Rui's Mansion.

Mentioning that man, Feng Qingcheng's mood suddenly dropped a lot.

She curled her lips, and a look of disappointment floated in her eyes, "Forget it, I still have to raise a son, how can I have spare money to raise so many vases, which can't be seen or eaten, it's not worth it."

Nan Linghan smiled lightly and shook his head, "Why are you so rich?"

"As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind. Even ghosts like money, let alone people?" Feng Qingcheng shrugged. Waving his hands, "I'm going up!"

"be careful."

"it is good."

When Feng Qingcheng came onto the stage, she stood next to Mr. Mo, and the two greeted each other with their eyes and then stood up.

"Everyone, the next competition is very simple, please watch here." Yan'er stepped forward, pointed to a basket brought up by the person next to her, and then she opened the basket.

I saw that the basket was full of all kinds of needles and threads, red, green, white and gray, everything that one expects to find.

"What does this mean? Could it be that they want us four big men to work as female workers?"

"I declare in advance that I don't know these things about women!"

"I do not know either!"

"Everyone, don't be impatient. Although this game is related to needlework, it is not a female worker's job. It mainly tests your eyesight and reflexes." Yan'er pointed to Yan Wushuang not far away, and continued, "Since someone quits in this game, our lady will compete with you, and only those who have won her are eligible to marry her."

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)