Qin Youran blinked, then blinked again, watching the nine princes openly touching porcelain in amazement, she almost couldn't help applauding Yun Yi.
Emperor Jingren shook his head, looking helpless as if the ruling child could not be taught.
Qin Zhenyuan smiled boldly and didn't care.
After Yun Yiman's long and narrow eyes cast a look at Qin Youran in amorous manner, he slowly retreated from the ring and left the scene without even having any interest in staying to see the last thing.
"Fourth, you, you have to stand up." Emperor Jingren looked at Yunyue, with unpredictable deep meaning in his eyes, not knowing whether it was anticipation or warning.
Yun Yue nodded slightly, got up and saluted, and with a light leap, he was already firmly on the ring.
He is still dressed in a mysterious clothes, with high curly hair, and a pair of eagle eyes under the flying sword eyebrows. He has a cold expression, standing with his hands in his hands, and his figure is not moving.
"I heard that the four majesty undergraduates from Taixu view real person, martial arts is already unmatched in this world." Qin Youran first praised, and continued with a smile, "I'm a weak woman, just after another struggle, I'm exhausted, why would you let me be your Four Highnesses?"
"Weak girl?" Yunyue curled his lips noncommittal, and his cold expression eased somewhat in this light smile.
"Don't the Four Highnesses pity Xiangxiyu so much?" Qin Youran sighed.
Yunyue only stretched out his left hand, concentrating on Qin Youran, and said, "I never do anything with a woman. Now I have no choice but to deceive your weak girl. I will give you a hand today, and if there is not within 30 strokes. If you beat you, you lose."
What he said was very personable.
three
The ten moves are actually too high. Qin Youran, as Qin Youran said, he learned from a real man who was too imaginary when he was a child. When he was a teenager, martial arts became better than Lan, but now he has settled for ten years. I dare not say. No one can match, but it's really hard to find an opponent.
Even if he changed to Qin Zhenyuan, his thirty tricks might not be able to withstand it.
But he could see that Qin Youran's little girl was exceptionally superb, and her moves were peculiar, not necessarily inferior to Qin Zhenyuan.
"That's what you said." Qin Youran got a satisfactory answer from herself, her red lips twitched, frivolous with evil charm. "Man, you have to do what you say."
"Nature." Yun Yue nodded, a look of expectation in his eagle eyes.
"The emperor, the courtier would like to ask, if the Four Highness loses, then today..." Qin Youran blinked, hesitated, but wanted an answer from the emperor.
"If even the fourth child is defeated by you today, it is that my sons are not capable of marrying you, and I will choose another Ruyi Langjun for you." Emperor Jingren smiled and glanced at Yunyue, his eyes gleaming. Deep and unfathomable.
"The emperor, today's fact is that the emperor's kindness is hard to understand. The courtiers actually want to stay with his father, and never thought about marrying. With the appearance of the courtiers, it's better not to marry others to scare others." Qin Youran He slandered and pretended to be false, his bright eyes were good, and the liar didn't change his face.
In fact, Qin Youran just doesn't want to marry someone. In modern times, she is a maverick, not to mention that in ancient times, a woman is just an accessory of a man, let alone marrying.
Emperor Jing Ren's smiling face stiffened, and a wave of deterrent low air pressure dispersed. He did not speak, but looked at Qin Youran scorchingly.
He was probably thinking about what Qin Youran said, how he should react.
After a while, Emperor Jingren’s serious face suddenly smiled, and he slowly turned the jade finger on his thumb, sounding like Hong Zhong said, “Sure enough, it’s the daughter of General Qin, and no ordinary man with such an elegant demeanor would dare to marry. Well, if you win this game, I will reward you again and will not give you another marriage."
"Xie Emperor." Qin Youran bowed her fists in both hands, letting out a long sigh while bending over.
Yunyue squinted his eyes, with a slight displeasure in the bottom of his eyes.
He seemed to be a scourge, trying to keep Qin Youran away so far.
"Let's get started, Your Highness." Qin Youran geared up and was eager to try. Even though she had fought with this man that night, because the injury was not healed at the time, this man could only avoid it, and she could not really do well with this man. Contest, today, there is finally this opportunity.
As soon as Qin Youran's voice fell, his figure moved instantly, and the speed of his movements made people surprised.
Huh... Fists and palm wind moved towards Yunyue's right hand, Qin Youran's eyebrows were flying, red lips lightly raised, and a single blow could not be achieved. A turned side kick attacked his waist again.
Every move and every move is full of energy, and the arrogance between the eyebrows and eyes is scorching.
The arc of Yunyue's mouth slowly lifted, and a smile appeared in the bottom of his eyes.
What a Qin Youran, what a beautiful woman!
Qin Youran looked at that smile and lost her consciousness for a moment, and her fist couldn't help but turned away. She smiled as she walked sideways, speaking with the volume heard by two people. "Hey, the way you look now is better than His Highness Nine."
(End of this chapter)