This person is just here to cause trouble, but it will cost one of their generals a hand. Sure enough, beauty can bring disaster, but it is such an ugly girl. Fortunately, Mr. Qi is kind and does not want one of Bei Chenyan's hands!
Ling Xiyue held it and shook it for a while before putting it down. She took a long breath and sweat broke out on her forehead.
The tattooed woman opposite felt a little ridiculous, but had to hold it back. She only showed a sarcastic curve at the corner of her mouth. Without even looking at it, she raised her hand to lift her dice cover, and said in a confident voice, "Qing Yi Liu."
Six dice, all six points, the biggest, there is no comparison at all!
Ling Xiyue pursed her lips, her expression became a little solemn, and she opened the lid of the cup in her hand.
It couldn't be worse. It's a mess, one point, two points...it's almost not connected into a dragon.
"Did I lose?" Ling Xiyue seemed a little confused and looked back at Bei Chenyan.
The tattooed woman had an expectedly dull expression, but when she heard this, she almost laughed out loud, asking such a fool to play with her, and she couldn't even count the points.
Are you sure you're not trying to be funny?
Bei Chenyan looked at it carefully, his throat was slightly dry, he coughed slightly, and still comforted in a low voice, "It's okay."
Ma Long shook his head, suddenly feeling hopeless.
Your Majesty, it doesn’t matter to you, it’s him who does!
"Maybe the lottery is not enough, so I can't perform as well as usual." Ling Xiyue frowned, seeming a little annoyed, and finally looked at Xiling Mo Qian with a hum, "Why don't we add more chips to make it more fun.
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When Ma Long heard this, he couldn't help but his eyelids jumped wildly.
Yes, there is more to it. He can just let the princess play with one of his hands. Being able to sacrifice in place of the prince is considered an honor, and the sacrifice was not in vain.
Xiling Mo Qianan sat beside him. Hearing the words, he looked into the girl's eyes and smiled gently, "What kind of chips does Princess Li want to add?"
Ling Xiyue waved back.
Musi immediately stepped forward holding the black wooden box in his hand and opened it.
It was a pile of land deeds, stamped with Beichenyan's royal seal, Tianlinhuang's jade seal... various official approvals.
"What does this mean, Princess Li?" Xiling Mo Qian looked at those things, his dark eyes finally showing a little ripple.
"This is the eight-hundred-mile fortress fiefdom of King Li between the Moon God Kingdom and Longxiang, with its geography, land deeds, and tax deeds..." Ling Xiyue raised her finger, her lips as red as bloodthirsty, "Since I want to bet,
Let’s bet bigger!”
Malone's old eyes stared in astonishment and looked at Musi.
He said, this guy went to look for the princess, why didn't he come back, and went to the palace to get these things? This is no joke, let alone one of his arms, even if he loses his whole body, it's not worth it.
This eight-hundred-mile fiefdom!
How could Xiling Mo Qian not recognize these things?
Ling Xiyue raised her eyes to meet each other, her red lips slowly uttered, "Isn't this more heart-pounding than breaking an arm or a leg?" xdw8
"This..." The silver-robed old man behind him was also shocked by Ling Xiyue's move. He looked at Bei Chenyan and was really frightened.
That was Beichenyan's fiefdom. How could she, a concubine and a woman, have such rights!
Xiling Mo Qian raised his eyes and looked directly at Bei Chenyan, "What does King Li think?"
"Prince Ding, do you dare?" Beichenyan only replied.
There is no such thing as a good thing in this world. If you want to get it, you have to take corresponding risks, right?
Ling Xiyue said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, the northern frontier of Longxiang, nearly 700 miles north of Huzhou, is your fiefdom, King Ding. It is rich in lychees. That is my favorite food. I am already greedy.
Long."
She spoke the last few words one word at a time.
"This is absolutely not allowed." Beichen Jing stood up suddenly. When he heard this, he was so angry that his head was almost filled with smoke.
This woman is becoming more and more lawless. Now she is gambling with eight hundred miles of land for her own food and drink. She is not just gambling, she is just taking it with both hands and giving it directly to others!
Ling Xiyue raised her eyelids and glanced at Beichenjing.
"Beichenyan, did you hear that?" Beichenjing was furious.
But Bei Chenyan didn't even blink at him, and his icy eyes met Xiling Mo Qian's eyes without blinking.
That fiefdom belongs to Beichenyan, and it is no different from private property. It is not Beichenjing's turn to point fingers.
Xiling Mo Qian looked at Bei Chenyan with faint eyes and was silent for a moment.
"Okay, very good, just let Ling Xiyue do whatever you want, I'll see how you explain it to your father!" Seeing that he was completely ignored, Beichen Jing was really furious and walked away in anger.
Xiling Mo Qian took one more look at Bei Chenjing's back as he left angrily, his eyes deep in thought.
"Why, King Ding dared to risk his arms, and we readily agreed. How come we are so timid when we get to your place?" Ling Xiyue said a little unhappy, like a child having a temper.
The implication of this is that you said that she would accompany you when you gambled, but when it was their turn to put forward conditions, why did they shrink back?
There is no kingly spirit at all, not even as good as her, a little girl!
Bei Chenyan smiled, his little princess was having a tantrum.
"Prince" The young general next to Xiling Mo Qian had blushing cheeks. He wanted to rush forward and agree immediately. He lowered his voice and said excitedly, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You will never miss it!"
The old man in silver robe walked over, his eyes were firm and determined, and he nodded slowly towards him. The strange color in his eyes became more and more intense, filled with a kind of determination, and the frequency of his heart beat continued to rise.
Don’t worry, as long as he is here, it will never be possible to lose!
The eight-hundred-mile fiefdom was obtained so effortlessly that it was worth even if it cost him half his life.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I am fully confident. I have never lost at this table." The tattooed beauty had a determined look in her eyes, her smile became more and more charming, and she looked determined to win.
If she could take advantage of Beichen Yandou's red eyes and rely on her own efforts to gain 800 miles of fertile land, she would definitely leave a name for the ages!
Besides, is there any suspense in this huge gamble?
Not to be missed!
Xiling Mo Qian's heart aroused ripples, but his brows remained gentle and calm, and he said with a smile, "Xiao Wang was in a hurry on this trip and didn't bring these with him."
"Just have the royal seal, the inscription, and the fingerprint of Prince Ding, and sign it yourself." Ling Xiyue looked back at Bei Chenyan, looking like she was asking if what she said was right, while calling the palace people next to her to come forward, "
These kings should be around."
Pens, inks, inkstones and paper are all available.
"Please." Ling Xiyue raised her hand.
Xiling Mo Qian's dark eyes were deep. He received the nod of the silver-robed old man next to him. He raised his hand and paused for a while. He raised his lips slightly, quickly wrote the contract, took out the royal seal from his arms and stamped it, "
Princess Li has already thought about how to end this."
Finally, he asked Ling Xiyue with a smile.
"I never thought it would end." Ling Xiyue said this with eyes full of ignorance and innocence.
Eight hundred miles of fiefdom, seven hundred miles of fertile soil, what a truly amazing gamble!
Before it even started, General Malone's legs were already weak...