Host, Please Don't Match Up with the Vicious Female

After sitting in Fengyi Palace for a while, everyone went out to enjoy the flowers together.

Yata and Song Qi followed on both sides of Meng Yilan.

She said she was going to visit the Imperial Garden with Yata, but she didn't really want to go there. If possible, she would like to fight Song Qi even more.

"Princess Yata, your eyes are very beautiful." Song Qi looked at Yata and said calmly.

Yata froze for a moment.

"You've been looking at me, and I can't help but dig it up and collect it." Song Qi smiled kindly at Yata after speaking, and she also stared into Yata's eyes, her eyes seemed to be What a work of art to admire.

That look made Yata feel extremely uncomfortable, her spine felt chills, and she didn't say a word.

For the next time, he stopped looking at Song Qi.

Yata wondered whether Song Qi was insane because he was forced to enter the palace.

She looked up at Song Qi who was talking to Meng Yilan, and shook her body.

When will there be such a gentle smile on this face?

This woman was really driven crazy.

Seeing that Song Qi seemed to feel that something was about to turn his gaze, Yata immediately looked away.

"At first, I thought that we would deal with the matter of Concubine Fang and Yata later, but I didn't expect that you two would start the fight." Meng Yilan shook her head helplessly.

Song Qi smiled: "We don't count as trouble, it's called unilateral crushing, she can't beat me, and she can't beat me."

Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi and sighed: "Are you familiar with her?"

"She has also been on the battlefield with the First Prince, and fought several times." Song Qi said flatly, "One time, she almost screwed her head off."

Meng Yilan frowned, her face turned slightly pale.

"Sorry." Song Qi noticed Meng Yilan's expression and said.

"fine."

"When will the armor be dyed? My hand is already healed." Song Qi stretched out his hand.

The two hands can no longer be seen to belong to martial arts practitioners, they are white and slender, like white jade.

"We've been very busy these days, but we can take a break from our busy schedule." Meng Yilan put her hands beside Song Qi. Before, she thought her hands were quite beautiful, but now it's impossible to compare them.

She took her hand back again.

Lunch was still eaten by the whole harem, and a lot of Dacheng dishes were prepared to accommodate Yata.

Dacheng's first day will be rather boring, but it will be more interesting after that.

Song Qi heard from Meng Yilan that there seemed to be some other activities such as Cuju, polo, and martial arts competitions.

She felt itchy.

However, as a concubine in the harem, she probably wouldn't let her end unless there was a provocative opponent who didn't have a good eye.

Song Qi stroked his chin and glanced at Yata.

What a man with no eyesight.

Yata just raised her head, and the two of them looked at each other. Yata couldn't understand Song Qi's smile and frowned.

During the lunch break, Song Qi and Meng Yilan dyed their nails together.

Song Qi dyed his nails for the first time, stared at them for a while, they looked pretty, and thought about the possibility of having his nails done before going back.

The next morning, Song Qi got up, and today Dajin and Dacheng were going to compete in martial arts.

She glanced at the list of people present at this event. Several of them were her former lieutenants, but they were basically split into different teams now.

Song Qi twitched the corners of his mouth and took a deep breath.

Looking down at the palace clothes on her body, she didn't know what Shao Jie and those who entered the palace would think.

She took her sword with her.

Song Qi and Meng Yilan sat beside Zhao Zhi, and their positions were a little chaotic.

Seeing the sword that Song Qi brought, Yata couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, why did you bring the sword?"

"Does it have something to do with you?" Song Qi glanced at Yata, then touched the sword in his hand, "Does the princess miss it? After all, it passed your neck once."

Yata's face froze, and she continued to ask: "Is the imperial concubine also want to go up to the martial arts competition?"

She looked at the red nails on Song Qi's hands and sneered in her heart.

"I really want to, but I'm afraid. If I dress up like this and go up and beat you Dacheng's teeth, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for you?" Song Qi glanced at Yata.

Yata took a deep breath and smiled: "This time the contestants are all the most powerful soldiers of our Dacheng. It may not be easy for the empress to win."

When Huda heard Yata's words, he really wanted to go up and give her a hammer, what did he say so badly.

However, after giving Yata countless eye hints, the other party pretended not to see it.

"It's just for fun, you don't have to take it seriously."

Song Qi smiled: "Is it possible?"

Huda: ...

Zhao Zhi turned his head to look at Song Qi: "Do you want to go up?"

"I haven't moved for a long time, my hands are a little itchy, if the emperor doesn't let me go up, you can practice with me when you are free." Song Qi looked at Zhao Zhi with sincere eyes.

Inexplicably, Zhao Zhi saw a hint of threat from Song Qi's eyes.

"If you want to go up, go up."

Huda:! ! !

"Your Majesty, isn't this too good?" Hu Da said.

"What's wrong? Isn't the First Prince afraid?" Song Qi glanced at Hu Da, and his voice was a little higher.

Let the people watching the theater hear more clearly, and by the way, attract the eyes of those who didn't pay attention.

Hu Da wanted to swear, but since the words had already been said, there was no way to evade them anymore. The ghost of this woman would say something after that.

He glanced at Zhao Zhi, and didn't know how this man endured Song Qi.

The form of the contest is the arena.

Song Qi finally went to change clothes. She liked the palace dress she was wearing. If it got scratched, it would not be worth the loss.

She was ready to play the third.

I have to say that the people sent by Dacheng this time are really good. In the first round, Dajin won, and in the second round, Dacheng won, just like that.

When Song Qi jumped directly from the high platform where the crowd was watching, the scene got out of control for a while, and she heard someone shouting "General Shao".

It was the first time for her to use the "lightness kung fu" technique in this world, and I have to say, it was quite cool.

I just don't know how to run it, and I can't practice it after I go back.

"I didn't expect to be lucky enough to compete with the famous General Shao today." Dacheng's unknown soldier glanced at Song Qi's nails and laughed sarcastically.

Song Qi smiled and held the sword: "Well, indeed, it's your honor."

The face of the person on the opposite side froze, but he didn't expect Song Qi to be so rampant.

He looked at Song Qi, and he had already started to fantasize about how he would be praised after he beat this man down.

After half a stick of incense, the man was kicked directly out of the ring.

Song Qi basically didn't use the sword.

Anyone who knows martial arts can see that Song Qi is stronger than before, and he has used many moves that he has never seen before.

Yata's face was extremely ugly, it was a gap that made her horrified.

There was applause from Daikin here.

Dacheng's face was ashen, and he thought of the fear of being dominated by this devil.

After Song Qi kicked the sixth person out, he stopped. If the fight continued, someone on Dacheng's side would probably cry: "It doesn't seem interesting, I won't fight anymore. Lin Yang, you will guard the ring instead of me."

"Yes." Standing on the sidelines, Lin Yang's eyes lit up, and he looked at Song Qi with admiration.

Song Qi returned to the high platform again, looking fresh and refreshed, only his hair was a little disheveled by the wind.