That feeling really made him feel indescribable to hold back his breath.?

The Emperor Master originally didn't want to interfere in this matter, but the mistake was that Ye Qingya had offended someone she shouldn't have offended.

It is very simple to kill that woman. He doesn't want to do anything. Some people need Ye Xiyue to clean up in person. For some things, he just needs to watch.

"Sir Imperial Master, what is your result?" Shangguan Yi asked.

The emperor took the booklet and flipped it out casually, marking the flowers he needed.

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In the square.

The flowers are ready and are waiting to see the results.

"The result of the first round is coming soon, I'm looking forward to it!"

"I wonder if my garland will be selected this time."

"No matter what, let it go."

“…”

Ye Xiyue has been standing quietly at the end of the crowd.

Molan and Jing Chiyue came over at some point. Seeing her so quiet, they were very anxious.

It really fits the saying: The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry.

"It's really anxious." Jing Chiyue clenched her fists, "Ye Xiyue, you must go in, you must go in."

Ye Xiyue: “…”

She felt she shouldn't have come to the competition.

"Mr. Jing, if you knew it was this scene, I think you could have dressed up as a woman to participate in the competition."

"Puff!" Jing Chiyue wiped her sweat, "Don't joke."

"Everyone is quiet--" The senior official appeared and ordered to signal.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

"Next, the result of the first round will be announced by the Prince's Palace."

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Shangguan Lintian appeared slowly with a wide robe.

A smile rose on his jade-like face, and he glanced around, as if looking for something in the crowd.

In the corner of the crowd, he saw a swaying figure.

Beside the girl were Jing Chiyue and Molan.

From beginning to end, the girl was very quiet, neither anxious nor impatient.

It seems that all the movements around her have nothing to do with her.

Shangguan Lintian's heart gradually settled.

Yesterday I heard that Ye Han signed up for Ye Xiyue.

He was really looking forward to her appearance.

Goodbye today, he had a lot to say to her, but it’s a pity that he has no time to clone in this scene.

"Next, I will announce the results of the first round of the game to you-"

When Ye Qingya heard this, she raised her chin high, and she must have hers.

This time, she made complete preparations.

"Blue butterfly flowers, blue purple dew grass, yellow camellia, yellow hypericum, orange pomegranate flowers, orange Clivia." Shangguan Lintian thought slowly, and as of now, he had already talked about six kinds of flowers.

There are five more types—

Ye Qingya went from being full of confidence in the past, but she felt unsure of it. It only took less than a minute.

"Next, purple crape myrtle, purple jasmine, pink half-branch lotus, pink peony--"

There is also the last one!

She had already started talking about pink, and her heart began to tremble.

Ye Xiyue is a pool of quiet water, it doesn’t matter.

Jing Chiyue held Mo Lan's hand tightly, "There is another type, the last type, white daffodil, white daffodil!!!"

He recited silently in his heart.

Molan frowned, "Chi Yue, you have hurt me."

Ye Xiyue pursed her lips and laughed.

"I'm nervous, let me catch it for a while."

"The eleventh type: white daffodils."

Everyone was surprised.

Ye Qingya's face was pale.

Ye Xiyue was as quiet as ever.

"Ahhhhh!!!" The quiet scene suddenly became riot.
Chapter completed!