Su Ye, who was in a high position, had various complex light colors flashing across his ice-blue eyes almost at the same time, including slight shock, anger, and coldness, across his brows and across his flawless thin lips.
Everyone's breath was unstable, and the sound of rapid and subtle breathing was constantly surging in the air.
Fang Qing's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the refined sarcastic light was just obscured by the shadow of her drooping eyelashes. She reached out and calmly took out the so-called mysterious gift from the box.
She scanned the handwriting on the book with her pale eyes, and her soft lips parted slightly. "I thought it was something bizarre, but it turned out to be just a broken book." Her delicate lips curled up slightly. "Sun Tzu's Art of War, this is
Is this the treasure that you have been fighting for for hundreds of years to win?" She flipped the pages of the book at will with her slender fingers.
Everyone here has stopped all movements. Their eyes are staring at Fang Qing's hand without blinking. Their beating hearts are in their throats, their ears are raised high, and they are listening quietly.
For fear of missing any news.
The sly smile on the corner of the boy's mouth on the balcony of the second floor faded away. The mischievous light in his beautiful, dark and penetrating pupils suddenly shrank.
Snapped--
Suye's folding fan opened at this moment, and his ice-blue luster changed from light to dark, unfathomable. He stood up and faced Fang Qing, his face still as soft and warm as a spring mountain, "Miss Luan, don't you disdain this?"
Book?" His ice-blue eyes, which were condensed into ice, already contained chilling murderous intent. "If this is the case, then return this book to the Liuli Kingdom. I believe that I can win this honor next year.
The players from the four countries will definitely be grateful to Miss Luan for giving in today."
Fang Qing met his cold blue eyes and said without any care: "Master Qi is really good at telling jokes. Although I am not a gentleman, little girl, I will not break my promise to what I promised on the spot.
Although I disdain the book Sun Tzu's Art of War, everyone here is definitely interested. In order to show that I have no intention of favoring one over the other, I decided to read the content of this book to everyone here. As for whether you can remember it.
, whether it can be useful depends on your own luck." Fang Qing looked around with brows and eyes, and then cast her eyes lightly on Chunxiang.
"Chunxiang, what should I say? Your third lady, I am also from the Luoyue Dynasty. You go to the emperor to study ink and serve him kindly." She, Fang Qing, will cut off any ties between her and Yu Tianxing for Luan Yuqing today.
In the past, from then on, bridges returned to bridges, roads returned to roads, and she, Fang Qing, and Yu Tianxing were only known as monarchs and ministers, and had no other connections.
"Third Miss." Chunxiang hesitated. She didn't understand what Fang Qing did. Logically speaking, if Third Miss wanted to relieve her hatred, it would be best to simply print three copies of the gift and give it to the other Emperor Qi Qi of the Three Kingdoms. Besides, it would be best
, There were so many people around the emperor, and she was not asked to study ink. Why did the third lady insist on asking her to help the emperor study ink? She couldn't figure it out.
Fang Qing saw through Chunxiang's thoughts at a glance.
"Hurry up and go." She gave her a cold look. Of course she had her own reasons for doing so. She would never let anyone get in her way. And in this way, she was also telling others that she had already
Everything in the past is forgotten.
She didn't want to hear any more stories about Luan Yuqing and Yu Tianxing from anyone. She was no longer the Luan Yuqing of the past, but the reborn Fang Qing, and Yu Tianxing was no longer the same person as before.
The prince who loved her was the current emperor of the Luoyue Dynasty. He was the support of Luan Yufeng, the husband of Zhao Huier, and the glory of the pink lady in the three palaces and six courtyards of the harem. But he had nothing to do with her Fang Qing.
None.
When Chunxiang saw Fang Qing's cold face, she immediately nodded and went to do it. "Miss Third, I will go over and grind the ink for the emperor right away." Chunxiang quickly ran to the table of Luoyue Dynasty.
After she paid a visit to Yu Tianxing, she stood beside him silently, waiting for the emperor's instructions.