"Your Majesty, this -" Fang Qing instinctively wanted to refuse.
But Nangong Li suppressed her with just one sentence. "Miss Luan, can't you be so kind to others and look down on my gift?" A trace of anger floated between his eyebrows, as if it was a sign that he was about to get angry.
Fang Qing's head was getting bigger. She had no choice but to signal to Chunxiang and take the jasper ring from Nangong Li. Chunxiang took the thick jasper ring, but her hand almost became unstable and she dropped the jasper ring.
Fortunately, Qi Yan took action very quickly, and the jasper ring was firmly in Qi Yan's hand. "Girl, you have to be sure this time." He looked at Chunxiang with a half-smile.
"Slave, thank you, Mr. Qi." Chunxiang held it with both hands and hid it carefully. She broke out in a cold sweat. If this jade ring was hit in her hand, her life would not be guaranteed, and the third lady would be hurt.
Fang Qing glanced at her lightly, but she didn't say anything.
Qi Yan returned to the stage and sat down on a high seat. A strange luster appeared in his ice-blue eyes. "Everyone sitting here seems to unanimously agree with Miss Luan's talent. According to what was said before,
, if someone can come up with a poem with a similar artistic conception to Jue Shi, then he has passed the level. So this year, the mysterious gift of the last level will be given to Miss Luan." He smiled with thin lips.
"Huo Gang." He whispered, and Huo Gang immediately brought out an exquisite solid wood box.
"Miss Luan, this box and the key to open the box are all left to Miss Luan." Qi Yan's icy blue eyes flashed with a fox-like cunning charm, and he gently handed over the solid wood box and the key.
The key was placed on Fang Qing's knee.
Fang Qing's heart moved slightly. She glanced at it and found that everyone present, even the most indifferent eyes, were still drifting towards her intentionally or unintentionally, looking at the solid wood box in her hand with a bit of curiosity.
Qi Yan waved his folding fan and smiled. "This year's competition at Wangyue Tower is over. Dear guests, you can stay one night before setting off, or you can set off immediately."
Some people started to move on the seats.
"Wait a minute!" Fang Qing suddenly frowned.
"Miss Luan, is there something else?" Qi Yan's ice-blue eyes began to flicker with strange light.
"Mr. Qi, since this box belongs to me, what to do with this box and the so-called mysterious gift in this box is up to me?" She raised her eyebrows lightly.
"certainly."
"Okay then." She ordered Chunxiang beside her: "Chunxiang, open this solid wood box. Today the emperors of all countries love Luan Yuqing so much, how can Luan Yuqing not reciprocate with courtesy? Now let me take a look at this.
What exactly is hidden in the box has cleared up all your doubts and curiosity. I accept those expensive gifts so that I can be more safe."
The whole table was shocked!
What is she talking about? What everyone in the world dreams of getting, she actually shares it with others in public. This kind of courage and courage, even if they are emperors, no one here can do it.
The light color in Qi Yanbing's blue eyes changed.
"Miss Luan, are you sure you want to open it in public?"
"Of course." Fang Qing curled her lips lightly. "As a human being, you must be polite. Chunxiang, open it." Her face was cold, but she was guessing a question in her heart. Is this box a scam? As a killer, she is a professional.
The problem is, the more critical the moment, her distrust will surface.
"Yes, Miss Third." Chunxiang nodded, holding the key excitedly.
"Wait a minute!" A young man who looked like a guard ran down from the pavilion, panting and reported: "Mr. Qi, Huo Gang got the wrong box. That box is wrong. Don't open it."
The whole table was shocked! Fang Qing sneered. Sure enough——