When Wan Zian heard the three imperial sisters selected by the mother emperor, her expression changed slightly, and she muttered: "The mother emperor really gave this Princess Yuehua face, and called the three emperor sisters and the fifth sister who are the best in martial arts. Huangjie, and the Eighth Emperor is one of the best Chinese of all the imperial sisters, and they are proficient in all the poems and songs of Daleguo.”

Since the Queen Mother can find these royal sisters, it shows that she is very concerned about this matter. However, is the Queen Mother because of caution, or because she knew something in advance?

Could it be that Princess Yuehua is not only hidden, not only is she good in literature, but also in martial arts?

Wan Cheng Zian couldn't help but look at the husband of Xiaoyao, who was sitting at the head of the second banquet.

The husband of Xiaoyao was tall and strong, and the half of his body exposed when he was sitting was a lot taller than the others, standing out from the crowd and out of place.

Coupled with the dead face of ice cubes in front of everyone except King Xiaoyao, and within ten steps of the surrounding area exudes an air-conditioning that no strangers should approach, he is really a man that people don't like.

Wan Cheng Zian didn't like this free and easy prince, and was even a little afraid of him.

But he knew that this person's martial arts skills were unfathomable. If he could hear the words that Princess Yuehua could win from King Xiaoyao's mouth, then, no matter how outrageous he thought, he would choose to believe it.

It is a pity that if he asks this person, the other party will not tell him.

Besides, he didn't dare to ask.

At the end of the banquet, Nan Yuan said to the Queen: "I promise to Your Majesty that if I can get the opportunity to choose the prince, I will ask the princes for their opinions. If the prince I choose is unwilling, I will not force it."

Wan Chengjie was quite surprised, and looked at this Princess Yuehua a little differently, "Princess Yuehua came all the way and brought so many dowry gifts, I thought the princess was bound to win."

Nan Yuan replied generously: "It's not inevitable. If I lose, I don't plan to take this dowry back. I will directly change the dowry gift to a meeting gift and give it to the prince I like. I can't be a husband and wife, but a friend. Excellent too."

When the ministers heard this, their anger turned into shock.

Wan Cheng Zi'an's mind changed at this moment.

"Princess Yuehua is really generous this time. Even if the marriage proposal fails, the dowry gift of 200 or 200 yuan can be said if you don't want it. Seventh brother, I don't want to rob you, but if she likes me, I will give you those gifts. You're welcome. Seventh brother, if I say this, you won't be angry, will you?" Wan Cheng Zian asked with a smile.

Wan Chengyichen turned to look at him, his eyes terrifyingly cold.

He suddenly put his lips together, "Why am I angry, if you have that ability, you can take it. But the question is, do you have it?"

The smile on Wan Zian's face couldn't be maintained, and faded, "Seventh brother, I know that I can't compare to you in everything, but what if that Princess Yuehua happened to like me like this?"

In the eyes of others, the brothers were talking and laughing as before, but the princes who were close by had clearly noticed that the atmosphere was not right.

The princes bowed their heads and said nothing, but their hearts were filled with wonder.

In the past, these two were brothers and sisters, and their relationship was so good that it was enviable, but today they actually fought each other over a woman.

The charm of Princess Yuehua is so great that she can make a pair of good brothers turn against each other for this.

However, everyone can see that today's Wan Cheng Yichen is no longer the seventh prince who is indifferent to the world. He is still elegant and noble, but he has a sharp edge and a sense of oppression.

On the other side of the Queen Wan Chengjie, the three princesses had already appeared, and Princess Yuehua had a face-to-face meeting.

The three matches were quickly determined.

In the two competitions, in order not to hurt the peace, one was fighting with bare hands and the other was riding and shooting.

There is a comparison of texts, but the comparison is not poetry and poetry, and the question will be written by King Xiaoyao himself.

At this time, the banquet has not yet dispersed, and the competition is naturally not now, but three days later.

Wan Chengjie thought that Princess Yuehua was running all the way, and if she started the competition right away, it would be unfair to her.

After the matter was settled, the two parties had a good chat.

When the wine was drunk, Wan Chengjie asked with a smile, "My few emperors are behind the screen. Would Princess Yuehua want to see each other? The defense of men and women in the Kingdom of Shaying Shadow is not as strict as that of the Kingdom of Great Music."

Nan Yuan declined: "I was afraid that some princes would be abrupt and disappeared."

Wan Chengjie asked curiously, "If you win the competition, how do you choose my prince, is it just based on appearance?"

Nan Yuan thought for a while, then smiled: "Your Majesty, I will look at it. I will choose the one who looks beautiful and has a beautiful heart."

King Xiaoyao, who had been silently observing her, stared at the smile at the corner of her mouth, and the vague thing in her heart suddenly dissipated.

When the banquet was over, King Xiaoyao and his husband returned to the palace. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, interrupting the daily routine of pancakes that was about to begin.

"A-Ming A-Ming, do you think this Princess Yuehua is familiar?"

Xue Ming dragged his wife back, and replied in a very perfunctory way: "Three thousand worlds, all living beings have all appearances, it is not uncommon to meet such a person or two who seem to know each other."

"But I still think... uh, wait, wait—Teng Xueming! You old slut!"

"In my name, take your surname, my name in this world is Nan Xueming, Xun Xun is wrong and should be punished."

The fake Tengxun and the real Nanxun began to cry, and the voice gradually broke.

On this charming night, Nan Xun was repeatedly pancaked by some bastard, his mind was dizzy, and the little doubt that had just popped up in his heart was broken into scum in the blink of an eye.

She really doesn't understand, isn't A Ming not tired of this kind of thing?

She has been an old couple for thousands of years, and she is still indulging in **** all day long. If she hadn't been in good health, she would have been hollowed out long ago.

However, the reason why she has been so obsessed with the old lecherous snake in her family all these years is actually because she is carrying a little secret—

Life is too long, and she wants to have a third child for fun.

Big Dandan Feng’er is a son, not caring enough, Erdan Danyuan’er is a daughter, but she’s a little steel jacket, hum, this is her unspeakable pain...

Huh? and many more!

Nan Xiaoyao King Xun suddenly shuddered.

"A Ming!"

Xue Ming snorted, "Huh?"

"I suddenly know what I've been struggling with all night! Ah Ming, do you think her temperament is a bit like our Yuan'er?"

Xue Ming's face didn't change and his heart didn't beat: "Xun Xun, you think too much. Our daughters only know how to practice every day, and don't chase men at all."

Nan Xun thought about it too, and suddenly sighed: "You're right, I've observed it for a long time today, this Princess Yuehua really seems to be coming for someone, if we Yuan'er can put down our practice and take the initiative to chase men, then maybe It's the sun coming out from the west."

When Xue Ming heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"If she is really in love, what do you want?" Xue Ming asked.

"Pfft, how is this possible? Yuan'er, a cultivator, only knows how to find someone to fight every day. If there is a man who can enlighten her, I thank that man's ancestors for the eighteenth generation!"