Although I don't know what this sword is about, now if I take this sword to fight with Princess eight, it seems that I really have to lose.
"Princess, the military order can only be established by the North Camp in the capital. I'm afraid there is not enough time today." A little eunuch came to the eighth Princess and reported to her in a low voice.
The eighth Princess frowned and her face was not very good for a moment. "There's no time to let someone go to Beiying immediately. The princess wants a military order."
"Princess, the military order has to be approved by the commander. The fastest way is tonight. The princess might as well take advantage of this opportunity to let the slaves get ready. Then all the people in the capital will come to see the princess's elegant demeanor, or let people know how incompetent Murong Fengqing is."
The little eunuch whispered his suggestion. As expected, she suddenly saw the eighth princess's face getting better.
"I'll give you some time to prepare. Three days later, the princess will make you kneel down and beg for mercy."
"No problem." Murong Fengqing doesn't want to talk to Princess eight. Anyway, three days is enough time for her to study this weapon. If not, it will be changed.
When they heard what Princess eight said, they immediately began to talk about it.
"You say eight princesses win or Murong Fengqing will win. I bet 128 princesses win."
"Cut, you also 100 Liang, I bet 1000 Liang."
"What's the point of this? Don't these two people have no suspense when they try?"
"I bet 10000 Liang, Murong Feng will win." At this time, a clear voice came in, and a light blue figure came in. It was the cloud ink that Murong Fengqing had seen once.
"Ten thousand Liang owners, you're right." As soon as the shopkeeper saw the visitor, he was shocked. How could the owner bet on Murong Fengqing? The eight princesses are still here.
"That's right. I bet Murong Feng to win. Take the Ming sword from our shop." Cloud Mo doesn't care who is next to him. He takes the sword and hands it to Murong Fengqing. "I bet 10000 Liang, but I lost. I lost a lot."
Looking at the familiar appearance of yunmo, Murong Feng leans his face and says, "if you lose and win, what does it have to do with me? Get out of the way."
All those who have something to do with loneliness, Murong Fengqing thinks it's not a good thing, it's trouble.
"What are you? Do you know what the princess said? How dare you even give me a sword, this rubbish. " Seeing the appearance of cloud ink, the eighth princess was so angry that she was ignored one after another today.
"Who are you? What's the relationship between me and you? You'd better settle the account quickly, or I'll go to Jinluan palace to sue the emperor for not paying back the money." Yunmo, who had run into a nail in front of Murong Fengqing, was not happy, but also wanted to see the arrogant eight princesses, which made yunmo in a bad mood.
This girl is really hard to please. She just came to give her a good sword. She doesn't appreciate it. She has such a bad temper.
The most puzzling thing for yunmo is that he wants to persuade Murong Fengqing to accept the sword. Is he crazy?
Why is he so eager to please Murong Fengqing.
"You want to die." Eight princesses angrily point at cloud Mo, mention this million silver, eight princesses are again a nu, wish to now pour Murong wind to kill.
"Master, this is the eighth princess." The shopkeeper comes to remind again, cloud Mo is more disdainful, "eight princesses again how, don't come to buy things without money, if every day like this, this childe still uses to do business."