Wife Taming Addiction: Rogue Nine Queens

Chapter 153 On the Importance of Women

Xuanyuan Cheng never thought that this woman would be so bold as to ask such a question.

But because of this question, his heart trembled a little indescribably, as if something inexplicable broke out of the cocoon.

"Her?" Xuanyuan Cheng chuckled, he couldn't even remember Qian Ling's appearance clearly, it might as well be those two concubines in the Prince's Mansion.

Zana didn't dare to answer, but stood aside respectfully, anyone could hear the disdain in these words.

"You are the woman I have spoiled the most times." Xuanyuan Cheng turned around slowly, pinching Zana's chin.

"That's the blessing that Zana has cultivated in several lifetimes!" Zana's heart jumped with joy because of this sentence.

She found that when the prince looked at her, he had the same kind of scrutinizing and comparing eyes. Obviously, she was far behind the woman in the prince's heart, otherwise, the prince would not have such a gaze.

Xuanyuan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, why do women always like to put on makeup?Isn't it cool?Just like that woman.

Suddenly, he burst out laughing, but he still couldn't help wanting to compare. The more you compare, the more you will feel that she is so different.

"There is a person who just doesn't care about me. In her eyes, I am not as good as a dying person." Xuanyuan Cheng said softly, let go of Zana's chin, and his eyes suddenly changed gloomy.

This feeling was like a thorn in his heart, irritating him from time to time.

Zana didn't dare to answer any more, and stood obediently on one side.

Qian Ming, who was hiding in the dark, had a glint of coldness in his eyes, stopped his pace and walked back, listening to what the prince said, he already knew who this woman was.

It seems that the Crown Princess' worries are not unreasonable. The women around the Crown Prince don't need to be on guard. The person who should be on guard the most is that bitch Qian Yue.

He quickly wrote a letter and sent it to the imperial capital by flying pigeons.

Xuanyuan Cheng stood for a long time, then walked towards the main hall.

"Your Highness, your vote tomorrow will definitely be given to the servants, right?" Zana walked around Xuanyuan Cheng with a shy smile. She knew that the prince's stay in the northwest was only temporary. If she wanted to follow the prince If you are by your side, you naturally have to strive for more love and affection.

"It depends on your performance." Xuanyuan Cheng put his arms around the woman in front of him.

"Zana will definitely not disappoint Your Highness." Zana leaned into the arms of the man beside her.

Tomorrow, everything will officially begin!

The annual Snow Festival in Northwest China has finally kicked off.

Almost all the troops in each city were used for emergency rescue and disaster relief, and clearing the way became the top priority.

But this is the annual Snow Festival, and the enthusiasm of the people in Northwest China has not diminished.

The city was full of people early on, and some people outside the city who were not affected by the disaster rushed to the city if they had the conditions.

Looking from a distance, the hall in front of the square is filled with a row of seats, and the stage in the center of the square is also decorated with lights and festoons.Standing in the middle of the square, you can see the dark crowd in front of you.

As soon as the auspicious time comes, the drums and firecrackers will sound at the same time, and several trombones will also sound throughout the sky.

In the main hall behind the square, a resting place is specially prepared for the participating dancers.

Qian Yue has a special status, so Zhuo Da arranged her in a separate room.

"Hurry up and get out." Qian Yue looked at the man in front of him, pointing at the door with her little finger to push him away.

Xuanyuan Qing suddenly took a step forward, wrapping his arms around Qian Yue's waist from behind, "Baby, are you still angry with me?"

"You just need to be self-aware!" Qian Yue shook off his hand.

"Didn't I listen to you yesterday?" Xuanyuan Qing coaxed softly.

"You still want to fight blood for three hundred rounds!" Qian Yue rubbed her cold and sore belly, thinking of what happened yesterday, she wanted to beat this man to death!

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Qian Yue rolled her eyes at him feebly, "You go, I won't be angry anymore."

"I still don't know what dance you are rehearsing." Xuanyuan Qing refused to leave, obviously still very angry.

The dancers were still busy making the final preparations, Qian Yue locked herself in the inner room, looked at the bastard in front of her, and rubbed the space between her brows.

"Are you going?!" Qian Yue took a deep breath, and she asked one last time.

"You kiss me and I'll leave!" Xuanyuan Qing took the opportunity to make a request.

Kiss you uncle!Originally, the aunt came, and she was already upset enough. She looked around and saw a wooden plank, picked it up with one hand and slapped it directly on his ass!

Xuanyuan Qing's body trembled slightly, and then he was beaten one after another. He looked at the woman in front of him who suddenly showed power, and quickly backed away.

"Baby."

Qian Yue closed the door with a "bang", and was bullied and squeezed mercilessly by him every time. Now that she knew he couldn't do anything to her, she finally regained a bit of her aura!
Xuanyuan tilted his nose, looked at the closed door, it was almost time, so he could only walk out.I was still thinking, why did this little bastard suddenly become so irritable?

Suddenly, the atmosphere outside was unusually quiet. He stopped and saw a snow-colored figure walking through the corridor towards the center of the square.

Bai Zimo!The figure in white clothes came to the side of the prince and sat down slowly.

The entire square was still silent.

Many people know that the national teacher is also in the northwest, but no one has seen it. In addition, the status of the national teacher is mysterious and revered in Dayin, which is even more sensational than the appearance of the prince.

Moreover, he was such a noble and marriageable man.

The scene was quiet enough, and then there were whispers again, but it was still much quieter than the previous bustle.

Zhuo Da didn't even think that the national teacher would appear, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Now, only the Ninth Prince is the only VIP left.

"Where is Your Highness the Ninth Prince?" Zhuo Da asked beside him.

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded from the crowd, and then, surprise voices sounded one after another.

"Nine princes!"

Xuanyuan Qing was proud and walked towards this side. He never looked at the crowd, and sat indifferently beside the prince.

His seat is set next to the crown prince's seat, while everyone else's are lined up on both sides of the next one.

Xuanyuan Cheng glanced at the slowly approaching figure beside him, then set his eyes on the square.

Every time Xuanyuan Qing appeared on the stage, there would always be such a sensational effect.

For example, the day he was canonized as the prince.

Another example is the Huajie party not long ago.

"What are the chances of the Ninth Prince winning?"

"So what are the chances of winning?" Xuanyuan Qing responded lightly.

If Qian Yue saw his cold and noble appearance at this time, she would want to slap him twice again, because the difference between the former and the latter is too great, and she would curse angrily, she is simply a dressed-up bird/beast.

Since the words were not speculative, Xuanyuan Cheng didn't want to say too much, but looked around.

Zhuo Da stepped forward and announced the opening of the Snow Festival.

Five grains, livestock, respect to heaven, earth, and gods are essential.

Thinking back to the Snow Festival more than [-] years ago, the scene was even more spectacular than it is now. At that time, the people in the Northwest never worried about not having enough food and clothing.

Affected by the sudden heavy snowfall, the lives of the people in the Northwest were even more difficult.

Also for this festive day, and cast a layer of light melancholy.

However, the enthusiasm of the people gathered in the square was soon aroused, and this scene of enthusiasm was unprecedented!

The altar has been set up. The Snow God is carved out of a whole block of ice. The image of a flying fairy is placed high on the highest point of the square. Under the sunlight, the ice sculpture looks colorful and glazed. There is a sense of solemnity.

"Every year, a woman will be selected to represent the entire Northwest to sacrifice to the Snow God, praying that the coming year will be smooth and the people can live and work in peace! This year is no exception." Zhuo Da stood in front of the stage and shouted loudly towards the outside of the square, The rough sound is almost equal to the effect of the amplifier.

"And, this year, among the candidates for the competition, there is also the honorable Ninth Imperial Concubine!" Zhuo Da said excitedly.

The prince's party strongly condemns such an undisguised canvassing behavior!

However, Zhuo Da's old face was quite thick-skinned, and he didn't care about those scorching gazes behind him.

"After hearing about the Queen's deeds, the Nine Emperor Consorts felt even more grateful for the sufferings of the Northwest these years, so she resolutely decided to attend this Snow Festival. I hope that the Nine Emperor Consorts can pray for the snow gods for our people in the Northwest just like the Queen back then. Fu." Zhuo Da sprayed the smear on his face.

"Ninth Concubine! Is it really the Ninth Concubine who participated in person?"

The audience suddenly became chaotic again, and the people were even more arguing.

Regardless of Zhuo Da's canvassing behavior regardless of the dissatisfied eyes behind him, the effect is still good.

"The Ninth Imperial Concubine will win!" A sonorous and powerful voice suddenly came from the crowd.

In the crowd, a blue figure was almost squeezed out of shape. Among a group of Northwestern men, his height was considered a second-level disability.

Suddenly, several women who crowded closer to the front turned their heads to look at this figure.

"Son!"

One of the king's trips, acquaintances!Isn't this the lady with the pie face and triangular eyes?
"The Ninth Concubine will win!" The lady spared no effort to support her dream lover.

"The Ninth Imperial Concubine must win!" Then, there was another louder shout.

Let's take a look, cutie!He's so annoying, let's hide first.

In the end, the two women shouted louder than each other like fighting cocks, no one was losing to the other.

Immediately afterwards, the shouting became louder and louder, and the people shouted as if they were encouraged.

Jun Xingzhi didn't expect that the effect he wanted to achieve was easily achieved by these two women!Sometimes, not necessarily good-looking women are useful.

This is the group effect. In fact, some people even yelled it without thinking.

Qian Yue, who was changing clothes behind the scenes, didn't know what was going on in front of her. As soon as she changed her clothes, trainee Qiu came quickly.

"Miss, we are the ninth to appear."

"Okay, I just have time to take a rest." Qian Yue picked up the apple on the side and took a bite.

To be honest, she was a little nervous, and she had never done such a thing in public.

(End of this chapter)