Everyone stared at Ye Tingxuan with wide eyes, wondering, could it be that Ye Tingxuan was really cheating and deliberately favoring Princess Dingyuan
Mo Chuan was also dubious. Although he believed in Shen Ning's ability, he also knew that since Namtso dared to propose this competition, he must be sure of victory, and in terms of speed, he was half a cup of tea faster than Shen Ning. , even if both people write every word well, Namtso should win.
Did Nammu write the wrong word
"Tingxuan, are you sure about the result? Is it true that the princess won?" Mo Chuan asked again.
"The common people are sure that it was indeed the Princess who won." Ye Tingxuan replied affirmatively.
As soon as Ye Tingxuan finished speaking, he heard Namco say coldly: "Where did you come from as a bullshit referee? What I wrote and what you said on the stone tablet are correct. Why did you decide that I lost? Even if she also wrote It’s a good word. In terms of time, this prince wins!”
Ye Tingxuan seemed to have expected that Namtso would say this. He said: "If His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't believe it, you can compare it yourself and see if Tingxuan's judgment is fair or unfair."
"Someone, please hang these two characters on both sides of the stone tablet, and let His Highness the Prince compare them in person."
Mo Chuan waved his hand and ordered to go down.
"If His Highness the Crown Prince feels it is unfair, you can ask your country's envoys to judge together. Tingxuan can also ask our people to come down and judge together." Mo Chuan said again.
Although he didn't come up with anything mysterious, he believed that since Ye Tingxuan dared to judge like this, Shen Ning must win.
Soon, two words written silently by Shen Ning and Namtso were hung on both sides of the stone tablet.
There were crowds of people on both sides of the stone stele. Almost all the people in the stands of Xi Chu and Dong Qin gathered in front of the stele. They opened their eyes wide and looked at the original words on the stele and the inscriptions silently spoken by the two people next to them. The comparison is right.
Mo Chuan stood in front of everyone. He was the first to complete the comparison, and he was filled with doubts. It seemed that the inscriptions written by Shen Ning and Namtso were exactly the same. Both sides wrote well, but why did Ye Tingxuan insist that Shen Ning won
He couldn't help but glance at Ye Tingxuan, and saw a slight smile on Ye Tingxuan's lips, a cunning look in his eyes, and a slight nod at him. He guessed that Ye Tingxuan must have something in mind, and he felt relieved.
He couldn't help but look across the crowd, searching for her shadow, and suddenly he saw her.
She was still standing there, not crowding in the crowd to read the inscription, but beside her stood a young man in a purple robe with a long body and a handsome face. It was Chu Shaoyang.
He put his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head, and moved his lips slightly, as if he was questioning her, but his voice was so low that even Mo Chuan, with his good hearing, couldn't hear clearly what he was asking.
She lowered her head, not even looking at him. His brows were filled with anger, he grabbed her shoulders and shook her, causing the soft silk on her temples to slip down.
She finally raised her head, looked into his eyes, and nodded vigorously.
The anger on Chu Shaoyang's face became even stronger, and he squeezed her shoulders so hard that she frowned in pain, but she didn't make a sound.
"You are mine! No one can take you away from me, just leave me now!"
He finally growled, held her arm, and dragged her staggering forward.