stocking the prince to death

Chapter 149 Opening 7
Mei Qinghan noticed Mo Qi's gaze, and turned her head slightly. When she saw her, Mei Qinghan turned back blankly.

Mo Qi: "...MMP!"

"What is MMP?"

Mo Qi smiled all over his face, but his eyes were clearly annoyed, "This is a curse word!"

Ji Ruyue was silent.

While speaking, Mo Xian and Xie Fengliu were already standing on the stage.

At this moment, Mo Qi already knew the rules.

There is no competition today, mainly a lottery.

That's why Mo Qi didn't see Tiansheng and the other contestants from the other four countries.

The time for the honor meeting is not uniform.

Sometimes it's longer, sometimes it's shorter.

What affects efficiency is often the text ratio.

A few days before the Zun En Hui, Wen Bi was compared, and the rule of Wen Bi was to draw lots to defend the competition.

There are eight signs in total.

Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, dance, and song seven plus three blank lottery.

Each country is drawn equally twice.

The main competition will be played in the order in which countries draw lots.

The country that has drawn the champion will send a representative to guard the ring, and the country that has not drawn the champion will be responsible for the fight.

Each country can fight once, and the host country is the winner in the end.

Wenbi is compared according to the number of contestants.

The country with the most hosts wins.

Mo Qi pinched her chin, smiling broadly, "I'm a little curious about who will participate in the competition!"

"Is this so curious?" Ji Ruyue looked disdainfully, "If you're curious, I'll just check it out for you!"

"Don't be so troublesome," Mo Qi's mouth twitched, "Anyway, I'll find out tomorrow."

The person who draws lots on Tiansheng's side is Mo Xian.

He won chess and poetry.

Nanyue Lan Fenghua drew a blank lottery and a dance lottery.

Xiang Feng from Northern Xinjiang was a bit unlucky, and successfully drew the remaining two blank lots.

Mo Qi could clearly see his forehead turning black.

The ones from Xiliang and Southern Xinjiang have not arrived yet.

This is also when the lottery, which was supposed to be held at [-]:[-] p.m., was postponed to an hour later, when Mo Qi and Ji Ruyue arrived.

"Father, my son has already sent people to Nanjiang Palace and Xiliang Palace to call for people." Mo Xian said at the right time.

The old emperor glanced at him with relief, and then said: "In that case, I will just wait here."

"What are you waiting for!" Lan Fenghua rolled Mo Xian's eyes before saying to Mo Cang, "Why do they want us to pay for their own lateness?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Pay the bill?

What do you mean?
Only Mo Qi was present, his eyes lit up.

But Ji Ruyue's face darkened.

idiot!

He said he didn't like Lan Fenghua, but his behavior was very honest!

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Mo Qi's soft touch when he was in the Emperor Kun Palace.

Her eyebrows were lowered, and the tails of her eyes were slightly raised, with a touch of mellowness and a touch of bright red.

Now that I think about it, that taste at the beginning...seemed to be good?
He stared at Mo Qi's red lips, his eyes gradually darkened...

When the atmosphere was at a stalemate, Xie Fengliu suddenly gave a low laugh, "Your Majesty, don't worry, before the eldest prince sent people, I had already sent people to inform the regent of Xiliang and the prince of Nanjiang Duan, judging by the time, they should have arrived. "

Xie Fengliu's words were somewhat frivolous, but he couldn't find any violation of etiquette.

But Mo Xian's face turned dark.

Xie Fengliu took the opportunity to look at Mo Xian provocatively.

Mo Xian gritted his teeth, "Since the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites has already done it, why didn't you stop it when I saw that this palace had also arranged it?"

"I'm terrified, I'm just worried that my words will be light, and I won't be as majestic as the eldest prince."

Mo Xian: "..."

I really want to kill someone!
　Changed a mobile phone, resulting in twice the codeword speed...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)