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Qingning said indifferently: "He is very familiar with the one you love, what do you think?"

At the moment, he did not care about what the people beside him thought, his mind was still on the jade cup spinning around Young Marquis.

The tasseled hairpin on Qingning's forehead sank slightly. The color in his eyes suddenly brightened, and he quickly plucked one of the tassels and sent it flying.

"What do you want to do now?"

Feng Changhua's reaction was much faster this time, he extended his hand to intercept the hairpin, and just as he revealed a slight smile that was not yet fully revealed, he saw the tassel at the end of the hairpin had broken off.

As Ying Feng descended, it was already impossible to stop him.

Young Marquis coincidentally raised his hand, and just as he was about to enter his throat, he instead steadily fell into the cup.

A strange sound rang out. He raised his head and looked at the stage. His peach blossom eyes rolled around, covering his sleeves as he drank. He could only see that Breeze's thin sleeves were slightly drenched.

He wiped the corner of his lips and sighed, "This wine is truly inferior to the Changle Workshop!" He would pretend that nothing had happened.

Qingning retracted his hands and went back to his sleeves, but in his heart, he was rejoicing. Some people's lives were born good, if they fell like this, they would fall into his cup.

Ren Grand Princess held the purple gold hairpin in hand and her expression was slightly cold. In the next moment, she gently gripped her hands and broke the hairpin into two, placing it in front of her without batting an eyelid.

Qingning gazed into the distance, and said indifferently: "If Princess wants to kill me, please make your move as soon as possible!"

At this moment, Feng Changhua was not stupid, and definitely would not or dared to touch her at this time.

All these threatening actions were a bit too much.

At the moment, below the stage, even Fu Liu could not help but take a glance at the scenery. The curtains were deep and the maids on both sides were as still as bells, as though nothing else had happened.

On the martial arts arena, a new person had changed after a short while.

"Duke of Wei, Feng Yao of the Eastern Lin Wei!"

"Xiheng far surpassed General Yang Hao!"

This was the second to last match of the Martial Arts Competition, so naturally, both sides would be the focus of attention the moment they entered the arena.

Feng Yao was more than thirty years old, his face red with beard. His every gesture was filled with the aura of a martial general.

Yang Hao was in his early twenties, although he was also a martial general, he looked much more elegant, the hand he used to wield the sword, was not one bit behind.

The two sides faced off, and their moves were immediately launched.

Suddenly, he heard a "Wait!"

Everyone withdrew their gazes from the martial arena and looked over in unison …

At this moment, the Xiheng emperor who sat at the head seat had a trace of displeasure on his face.

He spoke seriously, "It is not wrong for a young man to act so arrogantly, but in the end, he still has to observe the situation."

Although these words did not seem to denounce him, it still made many of the suitors feel much more comfortable.

After all, the scales in the hearts of emperor who did not have Xiheng did not completely lean towards Prince Rong.

As for this person, it was one thing for him to encounter an opponent that had been eliminated.

The other party had already decided on the inside that it would be a different matter if they were to use you.

"Little Hou doesn't know anything and has no choice but to call a stop to it on the spot. emperor, can I ask this?"

The youth with the peach blossom eyes still had a smile on his face. Most of the gazes landed on him in displeasure, but it did not cause the white fan in his hands to pause in the slightest.

"Since you don't understand, what are you doing here? "Since you're here, what else do you want to ask?"

On the battling platform, Feng Yao's voice was extremely loud, so he immediately responded with a question of his own.

The people from the Young Marquis s who represented the Beiqin were the biggest opponents they had ever faced.

Whether or not the ten cities with Feng Changhua and Xiheng will be able to make it back home, will depend on whether Qin Huo will appear here today.

All of these things were very clear to everyone present, so they naturally did not oppose each other.

Qingning sat on the high platform quietly, listening to the wind passing his ears. For a moment, he felt that it was a little too noisy, causing him to feel uneasy.

The Young Marquis beneath the stage suddenly folded his fan, stood up, and faced the martial arena as he said with a smile from afar: "The Duke of Wei from the east, even the three wives and ten concubines, as well as the imperial family and even the beautiful streets and alleyways, none of them dare to join the Duke's estate."

These words were completely silent. Feng Yao was quite famous in the East.

The crowd, on the other hand, did not expect that this harmless, elegant youth would be able to speak directly to the Duke of Ying's sore spot in such an occasion. For a moment, they were all silent.

Those who had wanted to clap and cheer after being hit by Feng Yao's moves had also stopped in their tracks.

Waiting until everyone had reacted, Young Marquis Qin, who had seen everything, sighed in puzzlement.

"Little Hou has never known which country's princess would accept a prince as her consort. There's no threshold for that!"

Once these words left his mouth, the people from the Xiheng Royal Family more or less felt embarrassed.

No matter what the results would be, all the geniuses of the nations would be proud to be qualified enough to participate in the's marriage selection.

However, this year's situation was very different. When the news of Grand Princess's peerlessly beautiful face being destroyed spread out, it saved the people on the seating arrangements a lot of effort.

If that wasn't the case, with Feng Yao's reputation as his nemesis at such a young age, he definitely wouldn't have been able to enter the list.

The entire seating area was filled with silence, but a young man like Feng Qingyang could not help but ask, "You're talking so much, what exactly do you mean?"

After waiting for so long, he finally got a reply.

Qin Muxu could not help but smile, and immediately explained it in a simple manner.

"Little Hou means that Feng Yao is not qualified to participate in this tournament!"

The crowd went into an uproar, and in the next instant, they couldn't help but discuss with each other.

Seated on his seat, the Xiheng emperor said with a heavy tone, "Your words are too arbitrary!"

The competition had already reached the finals. Only at this time did they discuss whether or not Feng Yao was qualified to participate. Wasn't this slapping his Xiheng Royal Family in the face?

All of the suitors agreed. As long as the Xiheng emperor did not have any intention to side with the Beiqin, their existence was still necessary.

Even Feng Yao, who was still standing on the battling platform, didn't stop his expression from slowing down when he heard these words. He turned around and said, "The competition has already reached its final stage. Let alone the fact that Prince Rong hasn't appeared yet, even if he's here now, what right do we have to disrupt the match's order?"

He had asked many questions in the crowd. It didn't matter if they were playing tricks or talking about true skill.

All of these rounds of competition have come, why can one person from Beiqin be an exception?

Isn't it all because Grand Princess had already wrongly paid for it!

Qingning casually glanced at Grand Princess, she was sure that as long as that calamity came, let alone comparing kung fu or literature, even if it was any bigger than rules, this Grand Princess couldn't care less, he didn't even have a chance to talk with the rest of the people below the stage.

It was true that Young Marquis, who was below the stage, had the same thoughts as her, so she immediately raised her gaze to look towards the Wind Facing Platform.

The clear voice then changed the topic, "Then we have to ask Master Feng, what is the basis of our prince?"

This time, without waiting for Qingning to move, he saw Feng Changhua taking out a Mysterious Iron Phoenix Token from his sleeve, and throwing it into the sky.

The phoenix imprint in the front shot out a dazzling beam of light under the sunlight, streaked across the sky in an arc, and landed steadily in Qin Muxu's hands.

"I really have to thank everyone for your reminder. Otherwise, Little Hou would really have forgotten about this!"

In the palm of the young man, Bai Ze was playing with the Phoenix Order that represented the final qualification to participate in the Grand Princess's marriage selection.

Her smiling lips made all the princesses blush.

The words he spoke were light and unhurried, but they caused all of the suitors to instantly become unable to calm their breathing.

What was going on?

The usage of the Mysterious Iron Phoenix Token was something that even Qingning knew about. There were a total of three, and each of them held one of the tokens.

There was still this last one, and it had always been in the hands of the Grand Princess, so much that no one even knew of the existence of the third Phoenix Token.

Regardless of whether that person came or not, or whether they came late, there would always be people waiting for him with this Phoenix Order.

Her heart was so lucky, if Qingning was the scourge, she would not have been able to stop the beauty's love.

However, it was never uncommon for someone to raise his hand and ask for it.

"Grand Princess's actions are too biased!"

Being publicly slapped in the face like this, as the host, Baili Jin couldn't help but open his mouth to speak.

Feng Changhua, who was beside her was silent, and did not answer was the best answer.

The husband Feng Changhua was about to recruit had already been his for more than five years, and he had waited bitterly for more than five years to finally see a glimmer of hope.

"The Duke of Jin is really strict with his justice!"

Qin Muxu looked at the man clad in black and green, and said with a slight smile: "When did I ever say that once I took this Phoenix Order, I would have to go with the so-called privilege of making people feel disdain?"

he asked, and there was silence.

Even Feng Changhua did not know what he intended to do.

Qingning was also stunned for a moment, but after a moment, a faint smile appeared on her lips.

The arrogance of this Young Marquis, even if it wasn't like that disaster by seventy percent, it would still be worth five points.

At this moment, the Grand Princess by his side became displeased and asked: "What exactly does he want to do?"

If he didn't want such a good situation, would he have to create new problems?

Qingning laughed but did not say a word, if he did not understand such a simple logic, how could he be that person's wife?

"emperor, sorry to trouble you!"

Qin Muxu bowed slightly towards the main seat, then turned around and walked towards the martial arena with large strides, and said clearly: "If anyone disagrees, then you can just go up and find Little Hou to spar with him, both saber, spear and staff, all with you!"

"We only have this one chance, Little Marquis, you have to sacrifice yourself for the prince, if you do not dare to go up on stage, do not say that people from my Beiqin are here to take advantage of us!"

He was using inner force to send a sound transmission through his words. In an instant, the entire martial arts arena and the area had been covered by his words without a doubt.

For a time, the entire banquet was boiling. Originally, they had lost, but this young man was too arrogant and his words were too hurtful. For a while, there were quite a few people who stood up and followed him onto the stage.

With the great situation already set in motion, the Xiheng emperor, such a scheming person, would naturally not suppress the anger of the masses at this time.

Yang Hao and Feng Yao were still standing on the stage, but when they saw the young man walking towards them with big steps, his light red robes fluttered in the wind, giving him a very romantic attitude.