It was rare to see Murong Xuan deflated, so everyone joined Ning Yujin in the queue of spectators.
Ning Yujin was kind enough to hand out candied melons and fruits to them one by one, so that they could watch and taste them in their mouths at the same time!
Except for Murong Xuan, who was extremely embarrassed by being chased, and the woman in white who was chasing after him all the way, scratching and scratching at every opportunity, the whole country was really beautiful, harmonious and happy.
"I bet Mr. Murong can't survive half an hour."
"Nonsense, I dare say you can't survive even a stick of incense!"
"Well... the chances of surrendering immediately are relatively high." Ning Yujin heard the shadow guards talking about each other, and joined the discussion with a jar of preserves.
The shadow guards looked up at her, and she suddenly opened her mouth, moved her eyebrows and said with a smile: "How about it? Do you want to take a gamble?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the group of people who had just gathered in a group for a lively discussion suddenly dispersed, leaving Ning Yujin alone to stare.
When the shadow guard left, he said: "Miss Third, last time you deliberately admitted defeat and tricked your husband, we will all remember it. If you even tricked your husband, we really don't trust your character."
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Ning Yujin blinked and froze for a moment, then raised her eyebrows and almost threw the candied fruit jar in her hand.
Damn it, who did she admit defeat for? These little heartless people are so good at turning against others!
While he was still angry, he saw that Murong Xuan couldn't run anymore. She happened to be there, so he simply stretched out his hand, pushed her out and hit her!
Ning Yujin unexpectedly saw the claws of the woman in white about to hit her face. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to block it, and hurriedly said to persuade: "What about that? Girl, please calm down. His Highness Prince Ding is here. What do you have?
Speak out your grievances and we will make the decision for you!"
The woman in white glanced at Ning Yujin up and down, and said with a slight sneer: "You make the decision for me? Can you, a maid, make the decision?"
Ning Yujin was embarrassed for a moment, and suddenly felt that these words had touched her pride, and she immediately asked: "Which of your eyes saw that I am a maid?"
"Not to mention that you are dressed like this, and you are so plain that you don't even have any decent jewelry, and you are smiling without looking serious. In your Daye country, when marrying a wife, you pay attention to family background, conduct, and morality. Just like you,
If she’s not a maid, is it possible that she could still be Princess Ding?”
The woman in white's voice was clear and crisp, with a hint of Miao accent. It sounded quite pleasant, but for some reason it turned into a thorn in Ning Yujin's ears.
She suddenly felt that she shouldn't ask such a stupid question, because what the girl said made sense, which made her speechless for a moment.
Murong Xuan looked at the situation at this moment and suddenly felt that why is this world so dramatic?
The film guards were watching the excitement and all said - what is going on?
Mo Jingxiao raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on Ning Yujin. Seeing the countless expressions and mixed emotions on her face, the corners of her mouth softened, and she felt like laughing.
"Well..." Ning Yujin, who had been silent for a long time, asked her again, "Then what do you think Princess Ding should look like?"
"Hmm..." She thought about it for a while and answered really seriously, "It is necessary to be good-looking, and she must also have temperament and aura, so that people would think she should be a princess at first sight.
.I heard that Princess Ding is a bit young and quite capable..."
As she spoke, she raised her head and glanced around, and finally her eyes fell on Zisu, who was standing quietly beside her, and said with confidence: "She is Princess Ding, right?"
"puff--"
All the shadow guards rushed out, feeling that they could no longer stay here and be stimulated.
Murong Xuan's mouth twitched, feeling that this woman was too nervous.
Zisu raised her head and glanced at her lightly, then moved away casually, not intending to pay attention to her at all.
Mo Jingxiao, on the other hand, never looked at her from beginning to end, his eyes always stayed on Ning Yujin.
She seemed to be really shocked, with a dejected look on her face as she prepared to scratch the wall. He immediately got a look in his eyes and stood up and walked over without thinking.
The woman in white was feeling proud of her guess when she saw a group of ink shadows passing by her at a speed so fast that she thought she was dazzled.
But when I looked next to the stone table, I saw that the man who had been sitting there silently had long since disappeared. I stretched out my hand and touched my face, only to feel that it was cold.
What just... happened?
"Girl, what's wrong?" Mo Jingxiao walked directly in front of Ning Yujin, lowered his head and looked at her tenderly, stretched out his hand to rub her forehead out of habit.
Ning Yujin frowned and said, "Why don't I go tidy up and dress up too, so I don't have to lose face when I go out?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? My face is earned by myself, not given by others. What does it have to do with how you dress up? The most important thing is that you feel comfortable." As Mo Jingxiao spoke, he reached out and pinched her white-white skin.
The little face that is a little fatter, um, feels good in the hand.
As soon as Ning Yujin heard this, she felt relieved.
She originally wanted to go out and put on a shelf to show off her face, but Mo Jingxiao didn't even care. She was still worried!
Next to him, the woman in white who turned around after hearing the sound looked blankly at the scene in front of her. She really didn't believe what she saw and said, "How is it possible? She is actually Princess Ding?"
"What? It doesn't look like it?" Murong Xuan came out from behind with a smile and asked her.
"Well, how should I put it? Prince Ding seems to be very similar to the one in the legend, but Princess Ding seems to be a bit unworthy of her name. One is domineering, and the other is crazy. No matter how you look at it, they are not a good match, right?"
Murong Xuan shook his head and said in an inscrutable tone: "You don't know this. For us, the only person in this world who is worthy of me is the third young lady."
"Really?" She tilted her head and thought for a while. She didn't come up with a result, but she suddenly came back to her senses and glared at Murong Xuan next to her, "You still dare to appear in front of me? Ask for a beating!"
Seeing that the scene was about to become chaotic again, Mo Jingxiao didn't have so much time to waste here, so he highlighted two words with a calm eye: "That's enough."
The woman in white had not yet experienced the power of Mo Jingxiao. When she heard him speak, her whole body was agitated. Her body had stopped before her head had time to react.
She mechanically turned her head to look at him, and saw the corners of his black robe flying, and the five-clawed python pattern embroidered with gold thread on his chest was lifelike, as if he was about to fly away into the sky.
Suddenly, there were only two words left in her head - dragon and phoenix among men, and the appearance of heaven and man.