These words were echoing in Xuanyuan Shangyu's mind at this time. The girl in front of him suddenly looked like an elf blown by the spring breeze, exquisite and exquisite, and too beautiful.
"I'm sorry." She said again, her eyes falling on his hand that was still holding her shoulder.
Xuanyuan Shangyu felt that he had lost his composure and hurriedly let go of his hand, "I'm sorry, I hurt you."
Zhong Yuxi shook her head. The man in front of her was humble and gentle, his eyes were moving, and there was a hazy mist between his brows, as clear as the sun. She had a good impression of him.
"Sir, do you have a knife?" Zhong Yuxi suddenly asked.
"Knife?" Xuanyuan Shangyu was stunned, not understanding what the girl wanted a knife for, but he still took out a saber from his pocket and handed it to her.
If Zhong Yuxi looked carefully, she would find that the golden badge of the royal army was engraved on the knife. It was a mark that could only be owned by those with supreme power.
She took it and expertly whittled off the pointed heel of the shoe in her hand.
Xuanyuan Shangyu was stunned for a moment, then a faint smile escaped from the corner of his mouth. This girl is really interesting.
"It's done, thank you." Zhong Yuxi returned the sword to Xuanyuan Shangyu and smiled at him. The brightness in her smile was like a gentle hand slowly caressing the skin, bringing a sense of tenderness.
He was stunned again. When he came to his senses, he shook his head and chuckled: "You're welcome."
"No. 8, where is the person No. 8?" A shout came from Chu Fang's palace, and Zhong Yuxi jumped up: "It's my turn, it's my turn, goodbye."
"No. 8?" Xuanyuan Shangyu stared at her fleeing back and suddenly realized: She is here to choose a maid.
"Your Highness, Fourth Highness, it's about to begin." Xuanyuan Shangyu's guard came over and reminded him in a low voice. He raised his eyebrows, and the selection of maids, which had seemed boring just now, suddenly became interesting.
Zhong Yuxi stood waiting in the background, one hand constantly drawing circles in the palm of the other hand. This was a small movement she made when she was nervous.
"No. 8." It was finally her turn. She took a deep breath and secretly said to herself: "Come on."
On the dazzling stage, all the lights gathered.
Members of the royal family sat in exquisite seats in front of the stage. In front of each person was a seven-color crystal ball button. If it was the person they liked, the button would be pressed.
When Zhong Yuxi, who was still a little nervous, appeared like a white swan under the glazed light, a few gasps seemed to be heard in the venue.
Anshan said that this is not a catwalk, and there is no need to walk on the catwalk. In fact, it is just to show off and make an impression.
His Majesty the King smiled slightly and remained kind to everyone equally. Beside him, the King of Sakura Country had planned to return home, but after hearing about the excitement, he stayed for two more days.
And Liu Jin could no longer suppress his admiration. He had never thought that Zhong Yuxi could be so beautiful with makeup on. Almost without thinking, he pressed the crystal button in front of him.
His eyes turned to His Highness the Sixth Prince next to him. His face still had a cold and lonely look, as if he was indifferent at all, but in his invisible sleeves, a pair of hands had slowly been clenched: Zhong Yuxi, why are you here?
Already?
Just when Liu Jin was about to say a few nice words for Zhong Yuxi, Xiaofeng had already pressed the button in front of him. He was secretly happy and smiled gratefully at Xiaofeng.
Looking at the prince on the other side, he saw a pair of phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, an imperceptible smile on his lips, and the button in front of him had already been pressed.
In this round, Zhong Yuxi actually passed with unanimous votes. Before this, only four people barely passed with three votes.