Chapter 43

Qi Yujin, who was kneeling on the ground in Taichung, also became increasingly embarrassed. He already had a bad temper, but when he was provoked by the crowd, he stood up directly from the ground, "Shangguan Yan! If the prince can take a fancy to you, it's yours." Lucky, why are you still so ignorant?"

"Then I beg you to quickly give this blessing to my cousin Shangguan Qi. Didn't you see that she was about to cry?" Mo Shisheng frowned frivolously, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly with a sparkle.

Qi Yujin was slightly taken aback, as if she just remembered that there was a Shangguan Qi at this time.

He frowned slightly, and turned to look at Shangguan Qi, but saw that Shangguan Qi's eyes were reddish. When she saw Qi Yujin looking at him, she smiled slightly, and shook her head lightly, indicating that she was fine.

The frown on Qi Yujin's brows slowly eased, he felt a little better, fortunately Shangguan Qi is very sensible, so he continued to look at Qi Jingling, "Father, I beg you to make my son follow up with Shangguan Yan."

"It's not that I won't help you, but Shangguan girl doesn't seem to want to marry you, right, Shangguan girl?" When Qi Jingling looked at Mo Shisheng again, there was always a touch of warmth in his eyes.

Mo Shisheng nodded lightly, "The emperor is wise, I really don't want to marry the fourth prince, after all, good horses don't turn their backs."

"Shangguan Yan! How dare you compare me with a horse?" Qi Yujin widened her eyes angrily, "Do you know how many women in Xuanyun Continent want to marry me?"

"I don't know how many women want to marry you, but I definitely don't want to marry you." Mo Shisheng's eyes were full of disgust, and he slowly looked away from Qi Yujin.

"you!"

"Since this matter makes it so difficult for the emperor to make a decision, why don't you come up with an idea for both sides?"

At this moment, Ming Beiya's cold and magnetic voice said slowly, Mo Shisheng looked sideways at him, and found the man sitting lazily on his seat.

There is a natural arrogance in his body, it seems that he should be in the high position of a master.

Mo Shisheng felt uneasy, he came up with an idea? Both sides?
Ghost letter!
Who knows if he will play himself to death!
"Master, please speak."

Originally thinking about how to make Qi Jingling refuse to agree to Ming Beiya's request, who knew that Qi Jingling agreed so readily?
Still using the word please?
This Mingbei Ya is really not as simple as it appears on the surface, but he is just a national teacher, how can Qi Jingling treat him with such respect?
"Fight, the winner is qualified to make a request." Ming Beiya curled his lips lightly, his beautiful face was like a poppy blooming in the dark night, so coquettish and addictive.

Mo Shisheng's heart skipped a beat, and asked her to fight with him at the second level of Qi training and his sixth level of foundation building?
Does she think she has lived too long?
The cold gaze was like a sharp sword looking towards Ming Beiya, staring at him!
Ming Beiya seemed to have received the killing intent in Mo Shisheng's eyes, but he curled his red lips lightly, and said in lip language, "Come on."

"..."

Come on your sister!

I greet your ancestors!

Mo Shisheng was so angry that his lungs exploded, so he could only focus on Qi Jingling for help, but Qi Jingling's eyes lit up, "A few days ago, I learned that Shangguan girl's tendons recovered, why don't I just listen to the national teacher?" I also think it's a good idea."

Mo Shisheng: "..."

Who told Qi Jingling that her tendons recovered?
Didn't they tell Qi Jingling that she only has the second level of Qi training?
(End of this chapter)

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