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Xiahou Chun's angry voice sounded out, startling Ling Yuxuan, who could not help but turn to look.

"You are?"

Xiahou Chun was extremely furious. When he saw Ye Qingfeng turn his head around, he looked as if he was enjoying the show, and that hand on his back that was still cuffed was smearing oil on his sister-in-law's hand.

"Sister-in-law!" How can you betray my big brother! "

Sister-in-law!

Ling Yuxuan immediately got up and kicked Ye Qingfeng away. Her expression was cold as she stared at Xiahou Chun and said coldly: "Did I do anything with him?"

Xiahou Chun scoffed, "As the future princess consort, you are not allowed to come into contact with anyone other than my parents and relatives, even if it's just hands!"

"What princess consort? My Madam Zhen Shan never said she wanted to marry that eighth prince's son." What princess, my Madam Zhen Shan, never said she wanted to marry him.

"Shut up!" Xiahou Chun coldly rebuked as he glared at Ye Qingfeng who was being cuffed with both hands and feet at the same time.

Ye Qingfeng was speechless. It was really a headache to be cuffed by a sixth stage Control Xuan Artifact.

He summoned his Dragon God Sword and secretly removed the handcuffs.

"Stop!" Now it's my turn to speak! "

"It's none of your business!" Ling Yuxuan turned her head to reprimand him, but when she saw that she had stood up and the handcuffs were all removed and disappeared, she could not help but use her Beautiful eyes staring wide.

"How did you open it?"

Xiahou Chun was paying attention and said coldly: "A divine weapon, looks like a seventh ranked Xuan Artifact, not bad."

"Madam Zhen Shan, I already said that this type of control is useless against me." Ye Qingfeng smiled, looked at Xiahou Chun and said coldly: "You are truly annoying. I will play binding with my Madam Zhen Shan. Art, what does it have to do with you?

"What binding?" Art! Ye Qingfeng, shut up! " Ling Yuxuan reprimanded his coldly.

"Sister-in-law, let's talk about things later." Xiahou Chun's eyes were cold and fierce, he stared straight at Ye Qingfeng and said: "If you're a man, then fight with me!"

"A civil or military duel?" Ye Qingfeng's eyes were full of ridicule.

Xiahou Chun said coldly, as he said arrogantly, "As a member of the Great Yan Emperor Clan, I, Xiahou Chun, have read many poems and am rich.

"Alright!" Ye Qingfeng suddenly clapped: "Then let's fight!"

"How do we fight?"

Ye Qingfeng said with a smile: "It's very simple, I'll be going in pairs. If you want to go in the right direction, there are two chances of failure."

"Good!" You go first! " Xiahou Chun's eyes were filled with disdain. He had countless of ancient books of poetry in his royal library, many of them coming from outside the Southern Wilderness. How could Ye Qingfeng, a trash from a small country, fight against him?

"The dragon does not roar, the tiger does not roar. The little crown prince is laughable." Ye Qingfeng smiled.

blinked her beautiful eyes. Wen Dou, isn't this Ye Qingfeng asking for a beating?

The Ancient Kingdom's collection was terrifyingly abundant.

Xiahou Chun said indifferently: "You are just a mere ant and yet do not show any signs of life."

"Good!" "As expected of the eighth prince's son, come at me!"

Xiahou Chun turned around and laughed coldly, "My dignity, shows off all the courage of a tiger."

"You are despicable, showing off half of your head." Ye Qingfeng smiled.

Ling Yuxuan secretly snorted. Vulgar.

Xiahou Chun flashed a cold light, and within a few minutes, he consecutively said more than ten pairs of words, all of which were answered by Ye Qingfeng calmly.

"I'll do it." Ye Qingfeng said with a smile: "Flowers and leaves, emerald red, Lieutenant Wei Si is willing to help, does not teach rain or wind, it is clear and cold."

Xiahou Chun fell into deep thought and for a moment, he was stumped.