On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 847 He is so jealous

He hasn't even lulled her to sleep by singing to her, so why should anyone else?
The man's sharp eyes as sharp as a knife were directed at Ye Qianfeng and Cheng Shuyuan, and murderous intent flashed across them.

Nan Wanyan didn't notice, and looked at Lu Wujiang, "I don't know what the situation of these young masters is. I'll have to worry about the remaining places, the eldest brother."

Lu Wujiang smiled casually.

"Okay, you take the children and sit next to them, and your husband-in-law and brother will personally check it for you!"

"Thank you, Brother Huang." Nan Wanyan hugged Nao Nao, pulled the steamed dumpling aside and sat down.

Ye Qianfeng and Cheng Shuyuan were already the princess's male favorites, so they naturally followed her, and Feng Yang was also waiting beside her.

Mo Yan didn't say anything, just looked at Nan Wanyan who was sitting in a high position, his thin lips pursed tightly and his expression solemn.

They used to walk side by side, but now she is in the clouds and he is in the mud, but the result will not change. She takes 99 steps back, and he takes a hundred steps towards her.

He will never let her go, let alone give her to anyone else!
Lu Wujiang looked at the people who were candidates for male favorites, clapped his hands heavily, and said seriously: "Okay, if you can enter the palace today, it proves that you have been recognized by Nao Nao."

"But these recognitions alone are far from enough. Just like Qian Feng, who studied under Langshan Academy. Not only is he proficient in astronomy and geography, but he is also proficient in mechanical skills. When it comes to martial arts, he is no worse than any of you!"

"As for Mr. Cheng, he comes from a scholarly family and is full of poetry and calligraphy. When it comes to talent and learning, many of you must have heard of his name."

"To be the husband-in-law of my Crown Prince of Great Xia, you won't be selected by fishing in troubled waters. If anyone is dissatisfied with this, come and challenge me!"

His voice was strong and powerful, and his eyes were so intimidating that no one dared to speak.

Lu Wujiang saw this and said, "Since no one has any objections, I will set the rules here."

"If you want to be good at both literature and martial arts, you can compete in both civil and military skills. Among the ten winners, eight will be selected by my royal sister. How about that?"

After saying this, no one had any objections. From the high position, Nao Nao shouted excitedly, "Come on, Mr. Mo Yan!"

Little Steamed Dumpling gently pinched his chubby face, frowned and said, "Don't always turn your elbows outward."

Although this Mo Yan felt familiar to her, she just didn't want him to win. It was better for Uncle Qianfeng, who always stayed by her mother's side and was even more kind to the four siblings.

Unexpectedly, Nao Nao proudly raised his chin and said, "After all, it's daddy who will be the one to blame from now on, so how can you make your elbows turn outwards?"

He just likes Mr. Mo Yan, and no one can change that feeling of being like old friends at first sight.

The noisy words made several people burst into laughter, while Nan Wanyan glanced at him helplessly and continued to look at the crowd waiting for selection.

Somehow, she always had a strange feeling when seeing Mo Yan, but she was sure that she had never seen him before.

Hearing the noisy cheers, Mo Yan's thin lips curved slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at the two unsightly men standing next to Nan Wanyan with cold eyes.

Following Lu Wujiang's order, the competition officially began. Everyone took charge of their own battles. The scene where they were enjoying each other suddenly changed into tit-for-tat.

There was a young man in yellow shirt who was very dissatisfied that Mo Yan was taken seriously by the young prince.

That's it for Ye Qianfeng and Cheng Shuyuan. He also knew that he couldn't compare with those two people, but although Mo Yan seemed to have some martial arts skills, he might just be a martial artist. How could he win the favor of the prince?
When it comes to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he is confident that he can definitely win against these people, including Mo Yan.

He walked directly to Mo Yan and looked at him provocatively, "Young Master Mo Yan, right? Do you dare to play chess with me?"

Some people waiting for the game were attracted by the words of the young man in yellow and gathered around. "Master Wan's grandfather is a famous chess master!"

"I didn't expect that Young Master Wan would find fault with others as soon as he arrived. He obviously wanted to defeat Young Master Mo Yan with his chess skills!"

"Harm, everyone here today is an enemy. As long as you can win and become the prince-in-law, no matter how hard you use it, no matter what!"

Everyone took it for granted that Master Wan would never lose due to the teachings of his chess master grandfather.

No one supported Mo Yan.

Mo Yan glanced at Mr. Wan and saw that he was sure of winning, and curled his lips coldly, "It's up to you."

Mr. Wan smiled disdainfully and pointed at the chessboard, "Please."

Mo Yan sat down.

At this time, Little Steamed Dumpling hugged him with disdain and sneered, "Young Master Wan is very good at playing chess. This Mo Yan actually played against him in the first battle. It seems like he is going to be eliminated."

She has always admired people who can play chess, whether it's her mother or little bun, even that person's chess skills are extraordinary.

She had also heard other people mention this Mr. Wan. His chess skills were superb and should not be underestimated.

When Nao Nao heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He puffed up his cheeks and glared at the little steamed dumpling, "How can Mr. Mo Yan lose? Sister, do you want to make a bet with me?"

Although he didn't know whether Mo Yan knew how to play chess, for some reason, he believed in him.

Little Steamed Dumpling glared back at Nao Nao and stuck out his tongue at him in dissatisfaction, "Just bet! Anyway, I don't believe that Mo Yan will win."

"But we agreed, if you lose later, don't cry!"

Nao Nao pouted her little mouth and turned away proudly, ignoring Little Steamed Dumpling. Little Steamed Dumpling also turned his head away as if he was angry.

The two of them were pouting on one side of Nan Wanyan, like two pufferfish exploding in anger, neither of them convinced of the other.

Nan Wanyan's head hurts. If he had known that he would give birth to a son for the first time, the family might be more harmonious if there was an older brother and younger sister. The younger brother and the younger brother are really in a hurry. They can quarrel no matter what, and people who quarrel will have their heads buzzing.

She calmed down and watched the various competitions on the field, and finally landed on Mo Yan, watching him play against Wan Gongzi.

As soon as the chess game started, Mo Yan was at a disadvantage. Everyone immediately guessed the outcome and there would be no reversal.

But not long after, someone suddenly said in shock, "How is this possible?"

"Master Wan is actually at a disadvantage?"

"No! Not only that, Master Mo Yan's chess moves are treacherous and unpredictable. They are simply deadly and full of murderous intent!"

This turn of events instantly drew everyone's attention back. They looked at the chess game and took a deep breath.

I saw Mr. Wan's head covered in cold sweat and his hands shaking with anger, "No, it's impossible. My grandfather is a chess master. I was taught by him day and night. I have beaten many people. How could I not be able to beat a nobody like you?" ?”

Mo Yan held the black child with his slender fingers and took the last step, speaking out two words with extreme indifference -

(End of this chapter)