A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Secretly clenching her fists, Wan Rousha's eyes flashed with fierceness. She was indeed not good at literature and martial arts. She would never lose to Wu Qing. At this annual meeting, she had many opportunities to ruin Wu Qing's reputation!

Huang Yin's words made the atmosphere in the hall relax a lot. Although Imperial Master Fu Ying had only appeared in front of the world a few months ago, he knew astronomy, geography, and planned strategies from his heart. His reputation swept the entire world. In the human world, he is no less famous than Wu Qing. If no one can figure it out, what do they have to be ashamed of?

Wu Qing didn't miss the people's expressions, and he despised these small-minded guys. Huang Yin's scourge was not easy to guess in the way they understood it!

"Your Majesty, I am stupid, please enlighten me." The Minister of Rites was the first to speak. The longer they dilly-dallyed, the worse their face would be. It would be better to admit defeat readily.

"Prince Qing, I am all ears." Other ministers agreed, saying that there is no shame in admitting defeat anyway, and they were very curious about what was hidden in this riddle.

"You really don't want to guess anymore?" Wu Qing asked leisurely, putting down the wine bottle in her hand. She was afraid that after she revealed the answer, these young courtiers would have a cerebral hemorrhage or something.

"There is nothing I can do." The ministers replied honestly, their old faces were too embarrassed to even raise their heads.

"You really don't want to guess anymore?" Wu Qing confirmed again, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Please enlighten me, Your Majesty!" The ministers wiped cold sweat. They were already relieved, but Wu Qing's repeated confirmation made them feel ashamed.

"Really, you really don't regret it?" Wu Qing confirmed again and again, with waves of light flowing in his eyes, showing a bit of cunning and even gloating. Vomiting blood is not a good sign during the Chinese New Year!

"I don't dare!" While feeling embarrassed, some people started to get anxious. This little ancestor should speak up quickly!

"You really don't regret it?" Wu Qing leaned against Huang Yin, a human cushion. He was so patient.

"Your Majesty!" the courtiers cried out in pain. Why didn't they think that Prince Qing was wasting his time and talking nonsense before?

Seeing that the ministers were about to break their skills, Wu Qing finally straightened up, straightened his sitting posture a little, put a smile on his face, and opened his mouth in response to the expectations of the ministers.

"Actually, this mystery is nothing. The animal in question is..." She paused mid-sentence to whet people's appetite. Under the concentration of the ministers, her red lips moved again, "Cock." Na."

Cock...cock?

Rooster? !

Rooster!

The ministers are confused in the wind. They are neither donkeys nor horses, but they are talking about roosters? The thing they thought about so hard that their heads twitched before they guessed it was a rooster? !

Isn’t the answer a bit too incredible? !

"Your Majesty, how did this rooster come out?" A courtier couldn't help it, and asked in the limelight, Prince Qing, wasn't he just fooling around?

Anticipating that someone would question it, Wu Qing asked calmly: "Is a rooster a donkey?"

Everyone shook their heads. The rooster and the donkey were two families that had never been able to get along with each other for eight lifetimes.

"Is that rooster a horse?" Wu Qing continued to ask questions calmly.

Everyone shook their heads again, even if they refer to deer as horses, they have never spanned so many species.

Wu Qing put the two poems together and concluded with a smile: "It's neither a donkey nor a horse. Isn't that the end?"

Then, people's faces turned green, a mouthful of blood choked in their throats, and they almost died without being able to breathe out.

Either a donkey or a horse is an attack. Their minds turned over and over again, but in the end they came up with such an answer. How could they feel so embarrassed?

"Xiao Qing'er, your puzzle is the only one in the world." Shocked by Wu Qing's logic, Huang Yin laughed. He knew that what came out of Wu Qing's mouth was not something ordinary people could imagine.

Reaching out to rub Wu Qing's hair, Huang Yin's heart moved slightly. Fortunately, he came to the human world, otherwise he didn't know how much he would have missed.

"Your Majesty, what kind of lantern riddle is this? There are so many animals that are neither donkeys nor horses. If I guessed it was a dog, wouldn't that be correct?" Wan Rousha said angrily, thinking it was some kind of problem, but she didn't expect it to be solved by Wu. Qing was fooled!

"You are right, dog," Wu Qing did not deny it. Just when Wan Rousha was about to become more aggressive, she asked, "But General Wan, have you guessed?"

Wan Rousha was choked, but she was unwilling to let it go, and retorted: "The prince is really talented, and the lantern riddles he uttered are not something that a common man like the general can understand!"

The words may sound like praise, but everyone can understand the ridicule in this strange atmosphere. Even a lantern riddle is so different and fools people, is this his real skill?

"General Wan is very honored." As if he couldn't hear the implication, Wu Qing took over the conversation generously, and then comforted him meaningfully, "Actually, General Wan doesn't have to feel inferior. After all, the general is a military general, and it's not the matter of civilians, General Wan It’s normal to understand.”

Overtly sarcastic and covertly sarcastic, who wouldn’t? You are just a martial artist, and your literary talent is nonsense. It can even be said that she is not even a martial artist. Her little cultivation is not enough for someone to lift a finger.

However, this is not over yet. Wu Qing is a person who does not have a venomous tongue. Once his venomous tongue starts, there will be no end. Before Wan Rousha can get angry, she asked pretending to be confused: "But doesn't General Wan know that it is called a blank scroll?" Isn't it against the rules to make amends after the fact? I have already revealed the answer to the mystery, so there is no point in guessing."

As a result, the courtiers couldn't help but lower their heads and laugh secretly. Wan Rousha waited for Wu Qing to tell the answer to the riddle before guessing. It was not like she turned in a blank paper in the imperial examination and waited for others to correct her ranking before telling others that she knew the question, but she could only do the question. Didn't you understand the truth?

A martial artist is a martial artist, he doesn’t understand any rules!

"That's enough!" Wan Rousha was a proud daughter of heaven. When had she ever been so angry? She didn't have the city that Wan Chuan had accumulated over the years. She was finally provoked by Wu Qing and couldn't hold it back anymore. She stood up and was about to have a fit.

"Your Majesty, it's a great start to the new year. On behalf of me, Lord Fu Ying, I wish you a happy new year and offer you a wonderful gift!" At the same time, Fu Zhaoli stood up and said loudly, interrupting the argument between Wan Rousha and Wu Qing. .

He didn't know how favored King Qing was, but Wan Rousha had a lot of troops. Sometimes even if the old emperor wanted to protect Wu Qing, he couldn't do it, and it was inevitable that she would suffer.

Just because King Qing had the same face as Wu Qing, he couldn't just sit back and watch.

This sound made everyone's attention shift to Fu Zhaoli. Wan Rousha couldn't get up or down at all. During the communication between the two countries, even she didn't dare to act wild at this time.

"Oh? Qili?" The old emperor raised his eyebrows with interest. In fact, he was already full of curses in his heart.

Damn the strange gifts, they are either the same rare treasures or strange things that are deliberately difficult to show Fu Ying's national power, but he still has to stupidly pretend that he is very curious and very happy!

But since Fu Zhaoli is willing to help Wu Qing, if he wants 250, let’s go with 250...

"It is indeed a rare thing." After finishing his words, Fu Zhaoli presented an exquisite brocade box. Although Fu Ta stood behind Huang Yin as the accompanying envoy, his words and deeds had the arrogance of an envoy, unlike ordinary people. Even though Huang Yin should have taken the initiative in presenting the gift, Fu Zhaoli did it first, and the old emperor and his ministers did not feel that he was too hasty.

"Your Majesty, please take a look." Fu Zhaoli said without any emotion. He did not explain clearly what was in the box, which aroused a sense of mystery in the whole palace.

The moment Fu Zhaoli took out the brocade box, Wu Qing's eyebrows moved - such a strong mental power fluctuation!

Mental power can be said to be the spiritual consciousness of the magician. The stronger your spiritual consciousness is, the smoother your cultivation will be. More importantly, many professions depend not on magic power but on mental power, such as music masters and physicians.

However, spiritual consciousness is almost determined innately and cannot be expanded through practice like magic power. Although there are no examples of expanding mental power the day after tomorrow, the chance of this is smaller than finding an ancient artifact. This has also caused these groups of people, such as music masters, to become national treasure-like figures.

However, spiritual power will only appear on living creatures, especially high-level living creatures, such as humans, monsters that can be cultivated, and even ancient beasts. Generally, spiritual fruit and spiritual weapons only come with rich spiritual energy and will not have spiritual power. fluctuation. However, the items in the brocade box do not have any life activity at all, and are not in line with common sense at all.

Wu Qing frowned. Suddenly, something flashed in her mind. Her eyes suddenly moved and she cast a questioning look at Huang Yin.

"Xiao Qing'er, if you like it, just ask your father directly." Sensing Wu Qing's mood swings, Huang Yin lowered his head and whispered in Wu Qing's ear, indirectly confirming her guess. .

There will be dead objects with fluctuations in mental power. In addition to the artifact, which is the music score, if you want to give a gift, the Fuying Dynasty will not be so stupid as to send an artifact. The rest is the music score.

This kind of music score is not an ordinary music score. The music contains the inheritance of the art of music control. Not every song has offensive power in the hands of a music master. Only those music scores that have been handed down have such power.

Huang Yin was not surprised that Wu Qing could guess that this thing was of great use to her now. With the old emperor's love for her, it was only a matter of words to come over.

"You know it's useful to me?" Wu Qing's heart skipped a beat. In this capacity, she had never demonstrated the art of music control in front of Huang Yin. Huang Yin knew it but said that the music score was useful to her. Could it be that he had already guessed her? The connection with Moyan Pavilion?

"Guessed." Huang Yin smiled slightly. With the mysterious power of the source of darkness, no one believed that she was just a simple magician. But did Wu Qing's warning come suddenly?

"Xiao Qing'er, what else do you think I know?" With a half-smile, Huang Yin blew into Wu Qing's ear, his lips almost touching her earlobe, causing a strange itchiness.

The corners of Wu Qing's eyes twitched, and he calmly turned his head sideways to avoid Huang Yin's flirtation. Suddenly she smiled slyly, and gently brushed Huang Yin's waist with her delicate hands under her loose robe.