Qi Yan smiled faintly, just as Fang Qing's slightly stunned eyes met in the air.
"Miss Luan, I might have to trouble you to guard the checkpoint next." He stood up gracefully, raised his hand and smiled at everyone present. "Everyone, according to the new game rules and the lottery results, we will play chess in this competition and check the checkpoint.
The candidates for this game have also changed this year. The two sides in this game are the Luozhou talent Kang Moxuan versus the Cangye Dynasty, the Fengzhou talent Ji Qingkuang versus the Chaoyang Dynasty, and the Yunzhou talent Yun Xiaoxiao versus the Fengwu Dynasty. The last one is San
Luan Yuqing, the distinguished guest invited by the prince, is visiting the Luoyue Dynasty." As soon as Qi Yan finished speaking, Fang Qing's eyes flashed with cold light, the crowd was in an uproar, and then an arrogant scholar stood up angrily.
"Mr. Qi, please forgive the rudeness of the scholar, why is it that the gatekeeper was left alone?" This person was the gatekeeper on the original list, Linzhou talented scholar Feng Yuyang.
"Mr. Feng's talent is well known all over the world. I named him because I don't think that Mr. Feng's talent is inferior to the other three princes. It's because Miss Luan is a distinguished guest invited by the third prince. The rules of this game are also set by Miss Luan.
She is naturally qualified to be the gatekeeper." Qi Yan's blue eyes flickered, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and explained calmly.
Since ancient times, scholars have always looked down upon the rise of scholars. What's more, at the Four Nations Tournament, Du Du's name, Feng Yuyang, was wiped out. He couldn't let go of his pride and face.
"But Mr. Qi, Miss Luan is the princess of Yu Tianqi of the Luoyue Dynasty after all. Wouldn't Mr. Qi find it inappropriate to let Miss Luan control the Luoyue Dynasty?" There was something in Feng Yuyang's words, and his meaning was obvious.
Everyone here is smart, so they naturally understand what is being said.
That's right, everyone here, except for the Luoyue Dynasty, the other three dynasties all have ideas. Qi Yan's approach is clearly to push Fang Qing to the forefront of trouble.
The luster in Qi Yan's icy blue eyes kept radiating, and there was a playful smile on his lips. "Please rest assured, Mr. Qi, and everyone present, the competition is fair. Miss Luan's people
The third prince can trust his talent, and so can I." The more he praised Fang Qing, showing the third prince's appreciation, the more Fang Qing became the challenger in everyone's eyes.
"Since the Third Prince appreciates Miss Luan so much and the scholar is so bold, can you please ask Miss Luan to compete with me, Mr. Feng, in terms of talent and learning? How about that?"
"Is this it?" Qi Yanxiao glanced at Fang Qing, and then said: "I don't mind, young master, but I don't know if Miss Luan is willing?" He pushed the thread of this fire source to Fang Qing.
Fang Qing regretted that she had come to visit the Four Nations Competition. She rubbed her brows with a headache, then raised her eyes, her eyes cold and calm.
"Mr. Qi, do you think this is fun?" Her voice was low and dangerous. "Unfortunately, I have never been interested in letting others watch the show, so I would like to ask Mr. Qi to find someone else to play with." She whispered.
"Chunxiang, arrange a carriage immediately and we will return to the Lingfo Hall."
"Is Miss Luan looking down on Mr. Feng? Or is Miss Luan going back home because she is scared because of her empty reputation?" A look of contempt flashed through Feng Yuyang's cold eyes.
The crowd was buzzing with murmurs, and on the seats, the deep worry in Luan Yuchen's beautiful, warm pupils followed closely on Fang Qing's body.
Qing'er, no matter what happens, don't force yourself and do what you want. As long as your elder brother is here, he will protect you from harm.
Fang Qing looked at the worry in Luan Yuchen's eyes from afar, and saw Yu Tianxing's solemn face at the table, Yu Tianqi's thoughts were unpredictable, and Lu Yijing looked gloating about his misfortune.
She swiped her fingers hard back and forth on the armrest three times, and then turned back instantly. She looked at Feng Yuyang coldly. "Master Feng?" There was a coldness on the corner of her mouth, and then her eyes were sharp and cold. "Master Feng really wants to play.