Feng Qingchen pushed Xiling Yaohua and Su Wan into a dilemma, but she was not very happy. She knew that Xiling Yaohua and Su Wan were not economical lamps. If she wanted to take advantage of these two women, she would definitely have to work hard.
labor.
Yaohua has been observing Feng Qingchen, trying to see something from her face. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen is very quiet, with nothing else but an indifferent smile on her face. Her indifferent appearance is similar to that of the eminent monk.
No difference.
Yaohua was so angry that he could only calculate in his mind Feng Qingchen's chances of winning and how to get this situation back.
The sweat-blooded horse must not end up in Dongling. When the people of Dongling use the sweat-blooded horse for breeding, their Xiling horses will have no advantage. Su Wan thinks so too.
"What? You two can't come up with this prize? You can't even come up with a prize. I don't think this competition needs to continue. Princess Yaohua and Miss Su Wan can't afford to lose." Feng Qingchen mocked coldly.
Although she coveted the two horses, selfish Feng Qingchen hoped that Yaohua would refuse. Training horses is not an easy task. If you are not careful, someone may die.
"Your Majesty..." Xiling Yaohua wanted the emperor to scold Feng Qingchen, but seeing the light in the emperor's eyes, Xiling Yaohua understood that Emperor Dongling was very satisfied with Feng Qingchen's proposal, and her words became: "
Your Majesty, I, Xiling, have given me a bloody horse as a prize, but what about Dongling?"
"Princess Yaohua, you are so stupid. Since the horse I tame belongs to me, the horse you tame also belongs to you."
"Qingchen is right." The emperor nodded, looking very fond of Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen quickly lowered his head and secretly mocked that the emperor was truly shameless to the extreme. In his eyes, people were only judged by whether they were useful or not. If you were not useful, he would kill you no matter how talented you were.
Fortunately, Dongling's military power has been occupied by various forces. If he had the power, the people below would be in trouble.
It's a pity that this is not what Xiling Yaohua wants. Dongling's war horses are not as good as Xiling's bloody horses. What is the use of such second-rate war horses? She just can't say that.
"Your Majesty, although Yaohua really wants white water on the plateau, she wants something else even more."
"What?" The emperor also knew that Yaohua despised Dongling's horses, so he didn't force it.
"Doctor Feng's suturing skills are superb. A pair of skillful hands can pick up a needle and thread, and he can sew up a torn wound in the blink of an eye. Yaohua is very envious. If Doctor Feng doesn't tame the sweaty horse, then Yaohua will..."
Yaohua paused for a moment. Just when everyone thought she wanted Feng Qingchen to teach her the art of suturing, Princess Yaohua said word by word: "Doctor Feng's hands! Your Majesty, Yaohua wants Feng Qingchen's."
The hands are the lucky draw."
What?
Everyone looked at Feng Qingchen and then at Xiling Yaohua. They couldn't believe that this princess was so cruel. Even Dong Lingjiu was stunned. He sat up straight and looked at Xiling Yaohua, frowning.
Dongling Ziluo opened his mouth to persuade, but Xiling Yaohua turned her face away, ignored him, and stared at Feng Qingchen.
The only one present who remained calm was Feng Qingchen. She seemed not to have heard Xiling Yaohua's words, with a slight smile on her face.
But no one knew that when Xiling Yaohua asked for her hands, her heart "popped". Such a smart Princess Yaohua knew that what she, Feng Qingchen, cared about most was these hands.
"Doctor Feng, what do you think?" Xiling Yaohua hated Feng Qingchen's confident look the most, as if everything was under her control.
"Princess Yaohua's fortune is very interesting, are you sure you don't want to change it?" Feng Qingchen stretched out his hands and looked at them carefully: "Qingchen is most satisfied with these hands. Princess Yaohua has good taste.
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Under the sun, Feng Qingchen's hands were like fine mutton-fat jade, white, tender and smooth, and every blood vessel could be clearly seen. It must be said that Feng Qingchen's hands were extremely well maintained...
"What? Doctor Feng can't bear to part with you?" Xiling Yaohua knew that people like Dongling thought her request was too vicious, but so what. At most, these people thought that she was deliberately making things difficult, unwilling to part with the bloody horse, and wanted Feng
Qingchen gave up the bet.
But Yaohua understands better than anyone how skillful Feng Qingchen's hands are. Ruining Feng Qingchen's hands will destroy her future.
"Feng Qingchen, I can't agree." Dongling Zichun ignored the emperor's presence and stopped him.
"Yes, don't agree to her. Princess Yaohua's request is too much." Zhai Dongming also agreed, and other noble gentlemen, seeing that the emperor did not stop them, also spoke one by one:
"Princess Yaohua is deliberately making things difficult. She wants me, Dongling, to give up the competition. It's really abominable."
"That's right, that's right, this Princess Yaohua is too treacherous. Your Majesty, please give me another woman like this."
Khan... When it comes to treachery, Feng Qingchen is no worse than Yaohua. Didn't she just propose to use the sweat-blooded BMW and Cangshan Moyun as the prize?
These people... all help relatives but not others. They stand on Dongling's side and only think about Dongling.
Everyone was talking about it, but the emperor, the Nine Emperors Uncle, the prince, Prince Su and others did not speak. Maybe it was difficult for them to decide. Even if there was only one thousandth chance, they would still bet to get the bloody BMW and Cangshan Moyun.
, Dongling’s cavalry strength will be greatly increased.
Of course, these two horses are not used as war horses, but used to breed offspring. As long as they have their blood, the horses will be stronger than ordinary horses.
As for Feng Qingchen's hands, does anyone care? Maybe, but in front of these two BMWs, Feng Qingchen's hands become insignificant.
Feng Qingchen was still looking at her hands, with a smile on her face, but only she knew how sad she felt in her heart. In the eyes of these people, the hands she cared about most were not as good as a horse.
With a chuckle, Feng Qingchen put away the sadness in her heart, and retracted her hands: "Miss Su Wan, where are you? Princess Yaohua wants my hands, Miss Su Wan, what do you want?"
Feng Qingchen asked Yun Qingfengdan, who looked like he didn't take it (5) to heart. So what if he took it to heart? Besides himself, who else would care.
"Doctor Feng, your hands are so beautiful. It's a pity that Princess Yaohua is attracted to her. Doctor Feng, I like your eyes." In other words, Su Wan wants Feng Qingchen's eyes.
Feng Qingchen's eyes were bright and clear, and there seemed to be a mysterious light flowing in them. No one had noticed it before, but when Su Wan mentioned it, everyone realized that Feng Qingchen's eyes seemed to be able to speak and see through.
People's hearts are the same.
"Eyes? Miss Su Wan has good taste, and these eyes are the second most satisfactory to Feng Qingchen." Feng Qingchen blinked, with a playful look, and no trace of nervousness or fear at all.
Isn't Feng Qingchen nervous or scared?
Everyone looked at Feng Qingchen in confusion.
Nonsense, how could Feng Qingchen not be afraid or nervous? She wasn't 100% sure, but...
Will these people give her the right to say no?
The answer is no.
Don’t you see the Emperor’s cold eyes, don’t you see the Nine Emperors Uncle’s closed eyes, don’t you see… Princess Yaohua and Su Wan’s eager eyes.
She did the first grade of junior high school, and Su Wan and Yaohua did the fifteenth grade. This was originally normal.
"Since we have discussed the lottery, Qingchen will go down and change clothes." Feng Qingchen apologized to the emperor and all the adults, and left gracefully. The moment he turned around, the red clothes were flying in the air, like butterflies.
, flying gracefully.
But no matter how beautiful the butterfly is, it only has a lifespan of one day...
Feng Qingchen, are you sure of winning?
Everyone's hearts were like taut strings, waiting for Feng Qingchen to loosen or break the strings!