Chang Yin wore a very gorgeous Luo Shaqun today, with a long gauze scarf hanging on her arm, while Yan Buhuan was much simpler, without too many gestures, and the style of clothes was also very convenient. Before coming here,
, she originally wanted to choose a long dress that looked feminine and flattering, but was rejected by Yan Que, saying that she was not suitable for that style.
Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that Yan Que has already buried his intention to compete in martial arts to attract a bride, so he made her wear such a costume suitable for fighting on the side.
Yan Buhuan bravely moved to the center of the field.
First, he bowed to the emperor and said, "Yan Buhuan is willing to compete with Princess Changyin on behalf of my brother."
"Okay! Okay!" The emperor couldn't help but clapped his hands: "I, the women of Xuanyuan Kingdom, are really women and men. Today is a good time for me to see who is better among the children taught by King Changping and King Huijiang.
.”
King Changping sitting on the left hand side of the emperor
"Since it's so lively, I would like to join in the fun." A bright voice rushed out of the encirclement.
Everyone hurriedly looked over. They saw a heroic woman being surrounded by people, followed by six beautiful palace maids on her left and right hands. The woman had raised eyebrows, picturesque eyebrows, and a beautiful groove on her chin. She was holding a folding fan.
Her chic appearance will never be inferior to that of any man.
Yan Buhuan was stunned, who is this?
Yan Que whispered: "This is Prince Zheng's biological sister, Princess Zheng."
From Yan Que's tone, it sounds like this princess has a lot of background.
"It turns out she is the eldest princess of Zheng. Come quickly and offer her a seat." The emperor said politely.
The eldest princess of the Zheng Kingdom, Zheng Yuanyuan, not only has the softness of a woman, but also the strength of a man. It is said that she has defeated all the invincible opponents of the Zheng State at the age of sixteen. She is so good at wielding a silver spear that even the generals of the Zheng State are willing to defeat her.
Chang Yin knew Zheng Yuanyuan. At the banquet of the Six Nations in the early years, Zheng Yuanyuan, who was nearly fourteen years old, was the most beautiful among all the beauties, attracting all the princes and princes of the six countries to hold her in their arms like stars over the moon.
Thinking of this, Chang Yin sneered: "Who is the princess here for?"
"Brother Wang recently lost a concubine. I don't want Brother Wang to be too sad, so I want to win a beauty to marry Brother Wang as his concubine." Princess Zheng said calmly.
What an arrogant tone.
Yan Buhuan subconsciously went to see Prince Zheng. Prince Zheng originally wanted to watch a show. Since Zheng Yuanyuan appeared, Prince Zheng's face looked like it was covered with a layer of pot ash.
"Yuanyuan." King Zheng showed displeasure: "Don't be presumptuous."
Zheng Yuanyuan felt confident: "I am thinking about Brother Wang, why does Brother Wang blame Sister Wang instead?"
This time it was the emperor who watched the show.
King Changping was anxious, how could this happen? If he were defeated by this woman, wouldn't his favorite daughter have to marry to the state of Zheng?
But he couldn't show too much disgust. After all, King Zheng was the emperor of Zheng, and he absolutely couldn't offend him.
Zheng Yuanyuan stepped forward and bowed deeply to the emperor: "Your Majesty, Emperor Xuanyuan, is it true that you just said that there is a martial arts competition to recruit a bride?"
The emperor clasped his hands behind his back with seriousness: "Yes, I have a golden tongue."
"But you didn't stipulate that people from other countries can't participate, right?"
The emperor nodded: "That's right."
Zheng Yuanyuan raised a proud smile: "That's good, then I can declare war on behalf of Brother Wang with these two princesses."
King Zheng wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Yan Hui: "King Zheng, with a sister like this, what else can a brother ask for?"
Click, Prince Zheng's cup cracked. Chang Yin wore a very gorgeous gauze dress today, and there was a long gauze scarf hanging on his arm, while Yan Buhuan was much simpler, without too many gestures.
, the style of clothes is also very convenient. Before coming here, she wanted to choose a long skirt that looked feminine and feminine, but Yan Que rejected it, saying that she was not suitable for that style.
Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that Yan Que has already buried his intention to compete in martial arts to attract a bride, so he made her wear such a costume suitable for fighting on the side.
Yan Buhuan bravely moved to the center of the field.
First, he bowed to the emperor and said, "Yan Buhuan is willing to compete with Princess Changyin on behalf of my brother."
"Okay! Okay!" The emperor couldn't help but clapped his hands: "I, the women of Xuanyuan Kingdom, are really women and men. Today is a good time for me to see who is better among the children taught by King Changping and King Huijiang.
.”
King Changping sitting on the left hand side of the emperor
"Since it's so lively, I would like to join in the fun." A bright voice rushed out of the encirclement.
Everyone hurriedly looked over. They saw a heroic woman being surrounded by people, followed by six beautiful palace maids on her left and right hands. The woman had raised eyebrows, picturesque eyebrows, and a beautiful groove on her chin. She was holding a folding fan.
Her chic appearance will never be inferior to that of any man.
Yan Buhuan was stunned, who is this?
Yan Que whispered: "This is Prince Zheng's biological sister, Princess Zheng."
From Yan Que's tone, it sounds like this princess has a lot of background.
"It turns out she is the eldest princess of Zheng. Come quickly and offer her a seat." The emperor said politely.
The eldest princess of the Zheng Kingdom, Zheng Yuanyuan, not only has the softness of a woman, but also the strength of a man. It is said that she has defeated all the invincible opponents of the Zheng State at the age of sixteen. She is so good at wielding a silver spear that even the generals of the Zheng State are willing to defeat her.
Chang Yin knew Zheng Yuanyuan. At the banquet of the Six Nations in the early years, Zheng Yuanyuan, who was nearly fourteen years old, was the most beautiful among all the beauties, attracting all the princes and princes of the six countries to hold her in their arms like stars over the moon.
Thinking of this, Chang Yin sneered: "Who is the princess here for?"
"Brother Wang recently lost a concubine. I don't want Brother Wang to be too sad, so I want to win a beauty to marry Brother Wang as his concubine." Princess Zheng said calmly.
What an arrogant tone.
Yan Buhuan subconsciously went to see Prince Zheng. Prince Zheng originally wanted to watch a show. Since Zheng Yuanyuan appeared, Prince Zheng's face looked like it was covered with a layer of pot ash.
"Yuanyuan." King Zheng showed displeasure: "Don't be presumptuous."
Zheng Yuanyuan felt confident: "I am thinking about Brother Wang, why does Brother Wang blame Sister Wang instead?"
This time it was the emperor who watched the show.
King Changping was anxious, how could this happen? If he were defeated by this woman, wouldn't his favorite daughter have to marry to the state of Zheng?
But he couldn't show too much disgust. After all, King Zheng was the emperor of Zheng, and he absolutely couldn't offend him.
Zheng Yuanyuan stepped forward and bowed deeply to the emperor: "Your Majesty, Emperor Xuanyuan, is it true that you just said that there is a martial arts competition to recruit a bride?"
The emperor clasped his hands behind his back with seriousness: "Yes, I have a golden tongue."
"But you didn't stipulate that people from other countries can't participate, right?"
The emperor nodded: "That's right."
Zheng Yuanyuan raised a proud smile: "That's good, then I can declare war on behalf of Brother Wang with these two princesses."
King Zheng wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Yan Hui: "King Zheng, with a sister like this, what else can a brother ask for?"
