Canglan Empress

Chapter 327 Bet 4
Not only was there an almost deathly silence in the main hall, but also the side halls on the left and right, several underage princes and princesses were also completely overwhelmed by Yaohua's aura at this time, and held their breath involuntarily.

Rong Jin clenched his hands tightly, loosened and tightened again.

This happened several times, but his eyes were locked between the boy's brows and eyes, and he never moved away for a moment.

Undoubtedly, for him, this is an irresistible bet, and he cannot refuse it.

It was he who proposed the competition, and with a forceful tone several times, he insisted on forcing Yaohua to take action before giving up, but at this time Yaohua agreed, but he felt it was so unreal.

If I lose, this life and this body are all yours, and you can dispose of them at will.

If you lose, serve me as a slave until you leave Dayong.

In the eyes of everyone in the hall, this is a gamble that is absolutely sure to lose. Including Emperor Tiande and Xuanyin, no one thinks that Yaohua can win—there is not even a slight possibility, no matter what What to try.

However, when such a huge bet price came out of his mouth, when he faced up to Rong Jin's provocation with his beautiful face and slender body, the courtiers saw the powerful aura that a 12-year-old boy could not have , and the cold air that leaked from his body...

For a while, no one spoke.

No one said he was crazy, no one asked him if he was frightened, and no one laughed or sneered—because no one dared.

Even His Majesty the most honorable emperor didn't want to admit it. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression from his son.

The air became more and more quiet, so quiet that the rapid breathing of everyone in the hall could be heard.

Nervous, disturbed, shocked, stimulated.

Many emotions and many thoughts slowly passed through the eyes of the ministers in the palace.

Time passed little by little.

The corners of Yaohua's mouth twitched slightly, and his dark eyes were firmly locked on Rong Jin's face, as if appreciating the other party's hesitation under the silence, "Rong Jin, should you or shouldn't you?"

These words broke the dead silence.

Rong Jin raised his eyes and stared at him quietly for a moment, and after a while, the corners of his slender mouth curled into a haughty arc: "Yes."

A single word seemed to hit the hearts of everyone with a force that weighed more than a thousand catties.

Emperor Tiande suddenly came back to his senses.

"Your Highness the Fourteenth?" Xuanyin frowned, "Are you sure?"

This sentence not only asked Yaohua whether he was sure of defeating Rong Jin, but also reminded him whether he really wanted to expose his strength so early.

Of course, except for Yaohua, the others only thought of Xuanyin because they were worried that the Fourteenth Prince would not be able to win against Rong Jin.

"I can't be more sure." Yaohua said indifferently, and after finishing speaking, he turned to look at Emperor Tiande.

Bowing slightly, "I ask my father to agree."

Emperor Tiande didn't know what to say.

In this situation, even if he is the emperor, he is already unable to say anything that is not allowed.

Rong Jin is the prince of Northern Qi, not a courtier of Dayong.

Although it is a competition between the two, it also represents the face of the two countries. If he refuses, wouldn't it be surrender before a fight?

Even though he knew in his heart that the possibility of Yaohua winning was too slim...

"I agree." All he could say was, "What do you want to compare?"

Maybe Yaohua can be smarter than the one he is good at... Although Emperor Tiande really can't think of any specialties he is good at.

"Prince Rong." Yaohua smiled slightly, but his eyes were as unfathomable as a cold pool, "What do you want to compare?"

(End of this chapter)