"We've been talking about that future brother-in-law. Who is that man? It shouldn't be an ordinary person that Su Qing likes."
"I heard he is His Highness the King of Jin."
"Pfft - this is even more funny. I believe that Su Qing bows to His Highness Prince Jin, but will His Highness Jin Prince fall in love with Su Qing? Isn't this nonsense?"
"That's right. There's something even more outrageous. It's said that Su Luo, the loser of the Su family, snatched His Highness Prince Jin away from Su Qing."
"Pfft hahahahahahahahahahaha--it's ridiculous. Not to mention that idiot Su Luo, just Su Qing. What qualifications does she have to be favored by His Highness the King of Jin? She also claims that His Highness the King of Jin is her lover? She takes it as her own
Which onion is it?!"
The above is against the Su Qing faction.
It is precisely because it is controversial that it attracts attention.
After this round of public hype, today's life-and-death battle has become so lively that the streets are empty of people.
The Imperial Capital is a giant arena that can accommodate 100,000 people.
There are many areas in the arena, but in the final area, there is a woman in a flaming red dress standing.
Her face was delicate and beautiful, and her complexion was as cold as a lotus. When she stood on the stage, it seemed that the air around her was getting colder.
Su Qing stood on the stage and heard the discussion in the audience.
At the beginning, the public opinion was favorable to her, and most of them criticized Su Luo. After hearing this, she looked calm and calm, but her heart was always happy.
But I don’t know since when, the direction of the wind has gradually changed.
Some public opinions that were unfavorable to her began to appear, mostly mocking her for wishful thinking towards His Highness Prince Jin.
This was the deepest thorn in Su Qing's heart. To have someone point it out like this was even more uncomfortable than killing her.
Standing on the tall giant fighting platform, Su Qing clenched her hands into fists, her face cold and arrogant. She kept chanting Su Luo's name silently in her heart, accompanied by vicious hatred in her eyes.
Time passed little by little, but Su Luo never came.
The audience who wanted to watch the show suddenly became unhappy and shouted at the top of their lungs:
"What's going on? Isn't it about a life and death fight? The time is almost up, where are the people?"
"That's right. We came here very early in the morning. Is it easy to get a good seat? Are you kidding us?"
"Isn't it because Su Luo is temporarily scared and doesn't dare to come? Oh, this is too embarrassing, isn't it?"
"Since you're afraid, you shouldn't agree; since you've agreed, you shouldn't be afraid. This fourth girl from the Su family has such a bad character, right? No wonder she would do such a disgusting thing as robbing her future brother-in-law."
Everyone in the audience was talking a lot, but Lan Xuan was so anxious that he began to sweat on his forehead.
Beichen and An Ye were searching the sea. He was unlucky and was assigned the task of changing the direction of public opinion and creating a fair and peaceful fighting environment for his sister-in-law.
His strategy of suppressing Su Qing had just begun to have some effect. Who knows, the time was almost up and his sister-in-law still didn't come.
Public opinion is a minor matter, but my sister-in-law's safety is of greater concern.
If something really happened to her, I'm afraid there would be a big problem with Nangong... Lan Xuan scratched his hair impatiently, stood up and looked around with some annoyance.
"Master, are you... continuing?" Lan Xu, Lan Xuan's loyal general, bowed and asked.
Lan Xuan remembered An Yeming's instructions that day. Regardless of whether his sister-in-law was present or not, he had to make things right for her.
Thinking of this, Lan Xuan waved his hand impatiently: "Continue."