Le Sang, who had been watching indifferently, watched for a while, with a hint of boredom in his eyes.

He picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured himself a glass.

Ling Xuehan's every move allowed Dongfang Chen to escape in a thrilling second. This was not just teasing him.

He can control all his strength to the last second. To defeat Dongfang Chen, it only takes a matter of seconds. How can he fight for so long?

"I have wronged him by asking him to compete with Dongfang Chen. How could he be in the mood to try his best?" Dongfang Liyuan said with a smile.

However, no matter how he gave in, the end result would be the same.

After saying that, he looked at Le Sang picking up the wine glass and immediately suppressed his smile: "I'm not telling you not to drink."

Le Sang glanced at him sideways, poured a glass of wine into his mouth, and then said, "Maybe you shouldn't underestimate my drinking capacity."

She had never drunk any wine in her previous life. To describe her, she felt that she would not be drunk after a thousand cups.

Dongfang Liyuan's face darkened, and he simply reached out to remove the wine bottle on her table: "It's better for women to drink less wine."

This wine is very strong. Drinking too much is harmful and useless.

Le Sang was quite speechless. The word "woman" could not describe her for a long time.

She can do everything a man can do, except of course having children with a woman.

The night is like water and the cool breeze is gentle.

The competition between Ling Xuehan and Dongfang Chen may be described as extremely exciting to ordinary people, but people with some eyesight can clearly see that Ling Xuehan is constantly giving in to each other.

As long as he wanted to, he could knock Dongfang Chen down at any time.

The queen above, Fang Ruyan, saw it and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Yin Kingdom's crown prince knew the truth.

This is just a competition. He saves face for Chen'er, so Dongyuan Kingdom can save face for Yin Kingdom.

Clang.

The queen had just felt relieved when there was a clear sound of metal hitting the ground, and the long sword in Dongfang Chen's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

The bright sword in Ling Xuehan's hand was pressed against his neck. With just a little force, his blood would be splattered on the spot.

The sudden turn of events caused the queen to freeze up, while all the civil and military officials gasped.

"Concession." Before anyone could react, Ling Xuehan coldly withdrew the sword in his hand.

Dongfang Chen's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the hand that held the sword just now was still trembling slightly.

His eyes were full of fear, as if he had walked through the gates of hell.

His life and death just now were completely in Ling Xuehan's hands. As long as he wanted, he could take his fragile life at any time.

The queen and emperor above looked at each other, the light in their eyes was a little complicated, but their expressions were not too ugly.

In this competition, Ling Xuehan obviously made concessions, which saved Chen'er enough face. The ending was much better than expected.

"Wonderful, wonderful, swords are really more wonderful than those colorful things." In this strange silence, Dongfang Liyuan suddenly stood up, smiled and clapped.

Ling Xuehan's eyes suddenly looked at him, and there was a faint cold light under the dark and cold eyes.

His Royal Highness Prince Ning started the conversation first, and the ministers below also clapped their hands as if suddenly awakened.

Thinking about it carefully, it was obvious that neither of the two princes had tried their best.

It seems that this is just a martial arts competition for fun, not a life and death struggle. They don't need to care too much about the outcome.
Chapter completed!