These two people looked like trained killers at first glance, haha! It was so shameless to let a weak woman fight these two people! It’s a shame that the prince could figure it out!

Mu Ning's face suddenly turned cold. She squinted her eyes and was not afraid to meet the gaze behind the bamboo curtain. Her bright black eyes were filled with cold frost.

The person behind the bamboo curtain seemed not to have expected Mu Ning's reaction. Not only was he no longer as timid as before, but his whole person exuded a cold and cold aura. A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the noble Crown Prince.

However, before Mu Ning could refuse, someone seemed to be afraid that Mu Ning would refuse, and said almost impatiently, "Feng Jingluan, haven't you always boasted that your mother is the most powerful female general in our Daqian Dynasty? Then you, the general, You won’t dare to challenge in the future, right?”

It was a woman's voice. Although Mu Ning had no memory of Feng Jingluan at all, the people around her had been in the imperial capital for a long time. Someone immediately recognized the speaker as Zhao Qingchun, the eldest lady of the Ministry of Personnel, the Third Palace of the Imperial Capital. One of Shu!

The folk customs of Daqian were more open than those of the previous dynasty, but this did not mean that women could enter and leave the Chu Palace at will, so when Mu Ning appeared just now, everyone was so contemptuous.

However, when everyone saw Zhao Qingchun dressed in men's clothing, no one dared to laugh at her, because almost everyone knew that Zhao Qingchun was obviously brought by the prince. Even if they had a hundred courages, they would not dare to laugh at her. His Royal Highness.

However, such a provoking method may anger Feng Jingluan, who used to regard her mother's reputation as her life, but it has no effect on Mu Ning. It is not anyone else's turn to tell her what she wants to do!

"How dare I have nothing to do with you!?"

"Feng Jingluan, you—" Zhao Qingchun was so angry at Mu Ning's rudeness that her pretty face turned red. She sneered, "Feng Jingluan, do you dare to bet with me!"

Mu Ning didn't bother to pay attention to this young lady who felt good about herself. She was squinting her eyes and looking at the two killers on the stage. She was weighing her own chances of winning.

"Master, do you think Miss Feng San will accept the challenge?" Luo Ying, the ghost-faced man's servant, asked curiously.

"You seem to be very free today?" The ghost-faced man's voice was still cold and bone-chilling. He just stood there, with a cold aura surrounding him, as if even the air was frozen.

Luoying was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak again.

At this time, in the lounge on the second floor to the east, a man in a smoky blue brocade robe was looking downstairs with a sinister look. He was about 20 years old, with deliberately trimmed eyebrows, a high nose, and lips as pale as cherry blossoms. , there was arrogance in his eyes, and he looked very feminine and cruel.

This person is none other than the current crown prince, Rong Jiang Yi. Next to him, there is another man in brocade robes, a little older, but very elegant in appearance. He is Zhao Qingrong, the son of Zhao Shangshu.

When Zhao Qingchun saw that Feng Jingluan had already climbed onto the high platform, her eyes lit up. She knew that with Feng Jingluan, an idiot who loves to show off, he would definitely not let the little bastard who begged her do nothing!

"Feng Jingluan, if you lose, you must take off your clothes and crawl out of here!" Zhao Qingchun's eyes immediately flashed with viciousness, and the corners of his lips curved into a cruel arc.
Chapter completed!