Host, Please Don’t Match Up with the Vicious Female

After sitting for a while in Fengyi Palace, everyone went out to enjoy the flowers together.

Yata and Song Qi followed Meng Yilan on both sides.

It was said that she was walking around the Imperial Garden with Yata, but she didn't want to go around very much. If possible, she wanted to fight Song Qi even more.

"Princess Yata, your eyes are very beautiful." Song Qi looked at Yata and said nonchalantly.

Yata was stunned for a moment.

"You have been looking at me, so I can't help but dig out and collect the idea." Song Qi smiled affectionately at Yata, she also stared at Yata's eyes, her eyes seemed to be What artwork to appreciate.

That look made Yata especially uncomfortable, her back was cold, and she didn't say a word.

In the next time, I stopped looking at Song Qi.

Yata wondered if Song Qi was forced to enter the palace, causing the whole person to be confused.

She raised her head and glanced at Song Qi, who was talking to Meng Yilan, and shook her body.

When can such a gentle smile appear on this face?

This woman was really driven crazy.

When Yata saw Song Qi, she seemed to look back, and she immediately looked away.

"I thought I would deal with Fang's and Yata's affairs later, but I didn't expect it would be the two of you who would cause trouble first." Meng Yilan shook his head helplessly.

Song Qi smiled: "We are not making trouble, this is called, unilaterally crushing, she can't say me, and can't beat me."

Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi and sighed, "Are you familiar with her?"

"She also went to the battlefield with the eldest prince and fought a few times." Song Qi said lightly, "one time she almost screwed her head off."

Meng Yilan frowned, her face pale.

"Sorry." Song Qi noticed Meng Yilan's face and said.

"It's okay."

"When will the armour be dyed? My hands are already healed." Song Qi stretched out his hand.

Two hands are now completely invisible to a martial artist, white and slender, just like white jade.

"These days have been very busy, but we can take a break from the busy schedule." Meng Yilan put his hand to Song Qi's side. He used to think that his hands were quite beautiful, but now that the comparison is so hard to compare.

She put her hand back again.

Lunch is still eaten by the entire harem, and in order to accommodate Yata, many great dishes are prepared.

The first day of Dacheng's arrival will be boring, and then it will be more interesting.

Song Qi heard Meng Yilan say that there would seem to be some activities like Cuju, Polo, and Martial Arts.

She was a little tickled to hear.

However, as a harem concubine, most of them will not let her go, unless the opposite party has a short-sighted provocation.

Song Qi touched his chin and glanced at Yata.

What a nice person who doesn't have long eyes.

Yata just raised her head, and the two looked at each other. Yata couldn't understand the meaning of Song Qi's smile and frowned.

During the lunch break, Song Qi and Meng Yilan dyed their nails together.

Song Qi dyed his nails for the first time. He stared at it for a while. It was pretty good, thinking about the possibility of making nails when he went back.

Song Qi got up early the next morning, and today Dajin and Dacheng are going to compete.

She glanced at the list of attendees at this event. Several people were her former lieutenants, and now they are basically split into different teams.

Song Qi twitched the corner of his mouth and took a deep breath.

Looking down at the palace costume on his body, he didn't know what those people Shao Jie entered the palace would think.

She brought her sword.

Song Qi and Meng Yilan sat next to Zhao Zhi, their arrangement a little chaotic.

Yata saw the sword that Song Qi had brought, and she couldn't help but say: "Your concubine, how did you bring the sword?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Song Qi glanced at Yata, then touched the sword in his hand, "Does the princess miss it? After all, it once passed by your neck."

Yata's face stiffened, and she continued to ask, "Does the concubine and empress want to go up to the martial arts competition?"

She looked at the red nails on Song Qi's hand and sneered in her heart.

"I thought about it, but I was scared. If my palace dressed up like this and beat your Dacheng people all over the floor, would it be too shameful for you." Song Qi glanced at Yata.

Yata took a deep breath and smiled: "This time we participated in the contest, all of us are the most powerful soldiers. It may not be easy for the mother to win."

When Huda heard Yata's words, he wanted to go up and hammer her, and what to do with such a must-have.

However, Yata was given countless eye hints, and the other party didn't think he had seen it.

"It's just for fun, you don't have to take it seriously."

Song Qi smiled: "Is it possible?"

Hu Da:...

Zhao Zhi tilted his head to look at Song Qi: "Do you want to go up?"

"I haven't moved for a long time, and my hands are itchy. If the emperor doesn't let me go up, you can practice with me when I'm fine." Song Qi looked at Zhao Zhi with a real look.

Zhao Zhi somehow saw a threat in Song Qi's eyes.

"If you want to go up, go up."

Hu Da:! ! !

"The emperor, isn't this too good?" Hu Da said.

"What's wrong? The eldest prince is afraid?" Song Qi glanced at Hu Da, his voice higher.

Let the people watching the play by the side hear more clearly, and attracted the attention of those who didn't notice here by the way.

Hu Da wanted to scold someone, but for the sake of saying that, naturally he couldn't shirk anymore. This woman ghost would say something after he knew it.

He glanced at Zhao Zhi, and he didn't know how this person endured Song Qi.

The form of the competition is an arena.

Song Qi finally changed his clothes. She liked the palace costume she was wearing. If it was torn out, it would not be worth the loss.

She is going to play third.

I have to say that the people sent by Dacheng this time are indeed pretty good. In the first game, Dajin won, and in the second game, Dacheng won.

When Song Qi jumped directly from the onlooker's high platform, the scene was out of control for a while, and she heard someone shouting "General Shao".

It is the first time that she has used the "light power" skills in this world, and I have to say that it's pretty cool.

I just don't know how to run it, and I can't practice after I go back.

"I didn't expect to be fortunate enough to compete with the famous General Shao today." The unknown general Dacheng glanced at Song Qi's nails and laughed sarcastically.

Song Qi smiled, holding a sword: "Well, it is indeed, your honor."

The face of the opposite person went stiff, but he didn't expect Song Qi to be so rampant.

He looked at Song Qi, and he had begun to fantasize about how he would be touted after he beat him down.

After half a stick of incense, the man was kicked out of the ring.

Song Qi basically didn't use a sword.

Anyone who knows martial arts can see that Song Qi is stronger than before, and has used many tricks he has never seen before.

Yata's face was extremely ugly, that was the gap that made her terrifying.

Daikin cheered.

The faces of people on Dacheng's side were ashes, and they thought of the fear of being dominated by this devil.

After Song Qi kicked the sixth man out, he stopped. If the fight continues, it is estimated that someone will cry on Dacheng's side: "It doesn't seem interesting, I won't fight. Lin Yang, you will guard me instead."

"Yes." Standing on the sidelines, Lin Yang's eyes lit up, looking at Song Qi, full of admiration.

Song Qi returned to the high platform, the whole person still looked fresh and refreshed, and his hair was a little messed up by the wind.