Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

"See, that's Lao Tzu's sister!! is it powerful or not!" Ye Qing's pride looks like she PK the No. 2 player. No matter whether the people around her know it or not, they say to everyone, "see, the second round, the grass bag duo!"

Yes, Cao Bao duo, Mu Yunyu and Ye Qing! But even if Muyun wins, it can only prove that Muyun is not a straw bag. It's none of your business, Ye Qing. You're not a straw bag!

Although everyone who was forced to drag a melon in the heart of Ye Qing was in such a Tucao, but no one dared make complaints about it, it was absolutely fatal.

When the third player came on the stage and didn't sit down, he directly said cruel words to Muyun, "I'm not aimed at you, but all women should go back to their husband and teach their children, rather than sitting here and there. You wait to go back to embroidery!"

No. 3's finger points Mu Yunyu and Mu Yuxi sitting in the challenge arena.

The expression on Mu Yuxi's face was somewhat reluctant. After all, no one dared to be so rude to her since she began to reform the poetry conference competition at the age of 14.

No, even when she was not famous, no man would say that to her face.

From the past to the present, which man doesn't love her because of his confidant... Even if he doesn't like her muyuxi, he won't be more harsh in terms of her appearance.

It's this man, just... The scum of men!!

I despise women!! Hum! If you have the ability, you will enter the third round. When the time comes, you will see that she doesn't beat him all over the ground to find teeth. Don't talk about poetry in this life. You don't even dare to touch books!!

Although Mu Yuxi just set up such a loser flag, it is doomed that her wish will not come true, because there is a mu Yun pestle on the stage.

"You look down on women very much." Muyun looked at the man sitting down, leaning on the table, holding his head with one hand, the handle of the black umbrella was clamped on his shoulder, and stared at No. 3 without blinking.

No. 3 didn't even want to talk. He said to Muyun and snorted directly.

"Look at him like that, I don't know how hard he is. When I was in Kyoto, I couldn't tell where I was playing with mud. I dare to look down on women. Don't go to the street. I'll fight once I meet him!" although Ye Qing was rated as a real man by the nanny, why should the man add the word "woman" in front of him.

This time Ye Qing's words, the nanny also had some support.

Originally, women in Daxi country are not the most capable in the surrounding countries, but their status is definitely not the lowest. In addition to being unable to go to the imperial court, look at this poetry conference and Mu Yuxi sitting there, and you will know what women's status is.

An activity handed down from ancestors was reformed by a woman and accepted by the public, which itself shows the problem of women's status.

Now there's a dead man, not to mention the nanny, the female melon eaters below. They look a little bad at No. 3.

However, No. 3 didn't notice it at all and was still proud of his face.

Mu Yun shrugged and ignored her. He turned around and looked at the envelope on the table. He didn't open it, but he hooked his mouth and gnashed his teeth: "you give me a good answer. If you lose to this mallet, I'll drive you out of your wits immediately!"

"...." the scholar shivered in Mu Yun's cuffs. Obviously he wasn't the one he scolded. Why did he torture him??