The Ninth Princess glanced at Qian Yunli, "Qian Yunli, aren't you very capable? How about it, do you have the courage to accept my challenge?"
Qian Yunli raised her eyebrows, "Private grudge?"
"Can we still have national grudges?"
"I'm afraid that if you lose, you will show your country to talk about it. That's not a private matter."
"You can win."
"What do you want to compare?"
"The poetry appreciation conference is naturally more literary."
Qian Yunli shook her head, "It's boring to have no lottery. It's just a shame to go up."
The Ninth Princess despised Qian Yunli in her heart. She didn't say anything. Qian Yunli bumped into him.
"It just so happens that I think it's boring to have no lottery. What do you want to bet on?"
"If I win, you can pack it back to your southern border, and you will not be allowed to come to heaven in the future."
"Okay, if I win, I want you to terminate the engagement with Jing Chen."
These two women fought together, and they looked like they were for Jing Chen.
Qian Yunli competed with her for the ninth princess in the heavenly chasing, while Qian Yunli and Jingchen engagement were for the ninth princess.
Qian Yunli curled her lips. Even if she lost this bet, she would not lose much.
I was worried that I could not find a way to terminate the engagement with Jing Chen, but now it seems that it can be terminated.
Bei Ming Hanyue suddenly grabbed Qian Yunli, "Don't go up, you'll be over if you lose!"
She could see how Qian Yunli usually performed in the school clearly. She was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Today, she was even more in comparison with her weakness. She wanted to lose, but would she break off the engagement with Jing Chen?
However, Qian Yunli just smiled faintly, indicating that she didn't have to worry. The corners of her eyes unconsciously turned to Jing Chen aside. Jing Chen looked at him with a smile, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes that she had never seen before.
However, this time he did not disguise, what he meant in his eyes...
If you lose and the engagement is terminated, you will be finished.
Just this information made Qian Yunli tremble all over.
This warning smells of gunpowder...
He seemed to know that she was going to lose...
Sure enough, it's too scary. It's better to stay away as soon as possible.
Qian Yunli and Princess Ninth went up together and said something to the host. Then, the ring belonged to them, and finally the two reached an agreement.
Three competitions.
Two wins in three games.
Poetry, painting, sound.
The first game is the poem, which uses spring as the theme, and writes a poem.
Princess Ninth wrote a song.
New makeup should be used to go down the red building, and the spring scenery is deep in the courtyard. Walk to the atrium and count the flowers, and dragonflies fly up to scratch their heads.
Qian Yunli simply didn't plan to write, put down her pen and let the Ninth Princess win.
I looked up and my whole body started to sweat coldly.
Jing Chen actually took out the white snake and put it in his palm to play with it. He was very intimate. The people around him were frightened by the snake, and the snake was spitting black smoke from its mouth.
All the people who were watching just now dispersed.
Everyone knows that Jing Chen is the prince of poison, and he also heard that many poisonous substances are raised in his yard, among which the most famous one is the poisonous snake.
The poisonous snake will spit out fog, and as long as it is a human, it will die if it is touched.
Jing Chen usually looks gentle and has never seen his poison. Today, the black smoke in the mouth of the white snake confirms his rumor.
Everyone was afraid to go away. At a poetry appreciation conference, only a few of them were left.