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62. I really don’t have amazing talents

Mengli, who was pouring wine for the guests, was so frightened that she was stiff. Wan Qifeng was the King of Xia Lan. Oh my God, the lady was not very kind to him back then. Would she be looking for revenge? How could he be the King of Xia Lan? Go to Su What is the government doing? All kinds of questions cannot be answered, but there is definitely a huge conspiracy.

Compared with the handsome Yu Ruolin, the girls seem to appreciate this gentle man who always has a smile on his face. He is domineering, powerful without anger, has a broad chest, and is quite invincible. With the rippling smile at the corner of his mouth, His gentle smile makes people's hearts flutter.

Only then did Su Mengdie realize that ancient times were not as simple as imagined, and were even elusive. She didn’t know who was trustworthy and who was not trustworthy. She thought she had a pair of discerning eyes, but she still couldn’t see through it. She believed At this moment, Wan Qi Shenfeng is the real him, unlike Wan Qi Feng who is so shameless and pretends to be like him.

Fu Yunche thinks so highly of him, maybe she understands Wanqi Shenfeng's intentions, and wants to conspire with Fu Yunche? But she is not sure whether Fu Yunche is as stupid as the rumors say, so he came to find her to see what she is like Is it terrible or not? It seems that the result is very satisfactory. Forget it, love or not has nothing to do with her.

Wanqi Shenfeng raised his wine glass, compared it with the women who were showing their admiration, and then put it into his lips, which immediately attracted a lot of exclamation.

Yu Ruolin was very contemptuous of this. He looked at the dancers on the stage boredly and said with a smile: "Wanqi, you must have found the wrong partner!"

"Not necessarily!" Wanqi Shenfeng also looked at the stage, smiling extremely confidently, with a hint of arrogance in it, and leaning back lazily, as if he expected that South Vietnam would steal the show tonight.

"Haha!" Yu Ruolin did intend to win over this man. With his help, why worry about the world not being unified? He calmly turned the jade ring on his thumb and continued at a volume that was audible to the two of them: "How about a bet?"

Wan Qi Shen Feng's expression remained unchanged: "What are you betting on?"

"How about ten cities?"

Wanqi Shenfeng turned around, feeling a little confused in his heart. Seeing that Yu Ruolin was confident, he nodded playfully: "Just ten cities!"

You really don't overestimate Fu Yunche in general. Of course, after winning, he won't want these ten cities. What he wants is for Wanqi Shenfeng to join forces with him.

"Concubine Su, I heard that you have no amazing talents and a bad reputation. How can you take on the position of the princess? Can you tell me that you really have no talent at all?" A person from an unknown country came from. The old man acted as the leader, and death was just a blow. He knew that once he said these words, Fu Yunche would definitely not let him stay, so what? As long as he could bring glory to the country, he would never let go of this opportunity. He is the Cang Lingren.

In a word, this is what everyone is thinking. They are here to stir up trouble and join in the fun. If it was just a simple wedding, they would not be so leisurely. It can be said that they have a master who is not afraid of death to take the lead.
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