Reborn imperial concubine

There was silence in the hall, and King Fusang finally became suspicious, suspecting that the beauty deliberately alienated the relationship between his monarch and his ministers.

He squinted his long and narrow eyes, looked at the beauty with golden pupils, and asked in a deep voice, "How do you want the widow to prove it?"

The pale golden peach eyes also sparkled with a smile, she raised her eyebrows and raised her eyes in high spirits, and replied calmly: "I have heard that Fusang warriors are good at long swords, but after all, swords have no eyes, your majesty may wish to choose a competition name yourself."

Only then did King Fusang relax his vigilance a little, laughed loudly for a while, and turned around to let General Ai decide the title of the competition.

The monarch and his ministers shied away for a while, and finally decided to show off with archery.

Jiang Chenyue could naturally guess that a wise and brave general would not risk his life to defeat his monarch for the sake of a beauty he met for the first time. Therefore, there was no suspense about the result of the competition, and the winner was destined to be King Fusang.

The reason why I go around this circle is just to turn against the guest and let myself change from a passive "reward from the Xia Dynasty" to a "living creature" that can independently choose a lover.

In this way, the treasure that King Fusang had worked so hard to obtain would be cherished even more. With this trick, it would not be difficult for him to obey his advice in a short period of time.

Several people changed into casual clothes and came to the palace school grounds.

After several rounds of competition, the general is a man who knows how to play the game, and he didn't let the result of the competition show too obvious a one-sided situation.

He deliberately won two rounds, creating the illusion that he was evenly matched with King Fusang.

This level of tension was just right, King Fusang's fighting spirit was ignited, but he was obviously very satisfied with the general's performance, and he didn't want his opponent to sit still.

Every time the general wins a game, King Fusang, who is sitting on the sidelines, will sit upright with his fists clenched, and the light in his eyes is not anger, but praise from his opponent.

This is a good king. No wonder Fusang has become more and more prosperous in his hands in recent years.

With just one stick of incense, the two decide the winner, King Fusang looks behind him with a victorious smile——

There was a slight smile on the corners of the eyes and brows of the golden-eyed beauty, and her eyes were clear and unwavering, but there seemed to be no surprise or admiration.

"How is it? Is the widow worthy to be the beloved in your heart?" King Fusang's eyes were burning.

The beauty walked forward silently, her eyes drooping slightly, her shallow pupils circling on the bow and arrow in his hand, and said with a light smile: "This bow is just like a toy, where does it show its ability?"

"Things? Hahaha!" Fusang King stretched out his hand and handed the bow to the beauty, with a teasing smile on his face, he said in a deep voice: "Beauty might as well try it, and see if this thing is as obedient as your water sleeve!"

The corners of Jiang Chenyue's lips hooked slightly, and without evasion, she took the bow and arrow, pretended to be confident and walked a hundred steps away from the target, imitating the archery posture of King Fusang just now, and stood firm.

However, he deliberately exposed the beginner's unconcealed feet, and raised his bow and sword with many mistakes.

It seems that he is trying very hard to aim at the bull's-eye, but the vertical angle of the bowstring has long been skewed.

The King Fusang behind him was suppressing his smile at this time, and even some of the guards around him began to whisper and sarcasm.

This is the usual reaction of nobles and nobles when they see Jungui wielding swords and guns.

Jiang Chenyue's shallow eyes narrowed slightly, she felt very disdainful for the mere bow in her hand, but her movements were still stiff.

Thanks to the tireless "showing ugliness" of Stupid Companion for the past ten years, the dignified Chaopin Huangjue can vividly demonstrate the embarrassment of a real gentleman when he shoots an arrow for the first time at this moment.

Even the trembling arms that pretended to be doing their best when drawing the bow fell into the sight of the people around them. If these people were still [-]% vigilant before raising the arrow, they might disappear at this moment.

Jiang Chenyue shot an arrow, the arrow hit her toes, and the performance was over, perfectly interpreting the whole process of Gu Sheng's first archery.

"Hahahahaha..."

The aristocrats in the school field laughed mockingly—no matter how handsome a nobleman is, he can’t deal with weapons after all, can he?

"Beauties don't need to lose interest in this. Drawing a bow and archery is not a skill you need to master."

King Fusang stepped forward to comfort him in a personable manner, and his eyes were no longer defensive.

He blamed the dancer's ingenuity for the doubts that were thrown away by the beauty with her sleeves several times just now, after all, he didn't really try to break free at that time.

The beauty with golden pupils immediately stepped down, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that "disasterd the country and the people" picked him up.

The sentence "Your Majesty is really good at it" made King Fusang lose all his palaces in an instant, as if he was stunned, immersed in the excitement of conquering a stunning "Citongqing"!

Afterwards, King Fusang's every move was exactly according to the chess game set up by Jiang Chenyue, and the chess pieces were laid down accurately, every step was perfect——

King Fusang wished he could meet this breathtaking orchid that night!

But this beauty is not as easy to serve as waiting for a gentleman, she said that she will hold a wedding with the princess of the Xia Dynasty.

Even if you don't have the name of the queen, you have to perform the ceremony of husband and wife with King Fusang.

King Fusang agreed without hesitation, and ordered people to escort the princess of the Xia Dynasty out of the secret room that night, dressed neatly, and dragged her into the palace.

Afterwards, the beauty with golden pupils spoke again, requesting that the wedding ceremony be held according to the customs of her own clan.

The rules were so simple that almost all the high-ranking warriors in the imperial city were required to kneel down to the coast east of the palace to pray for the newly married royal couple.

King Fusang felt that he couldn't wait any longer, and he didn't want to disobey the beauty's wishes in the last section, so he agreed without hesitation. In the wedding hall, only his personal guards and a group of ordinary attendants were left .

Seeing the beauty put on the wedding gown of the Fusang royal family, the Fusang king was fascinated.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of whimpering and struggling outside the porch, and the sound of drums——

A disheveled woman was escorted into the wedding hall under the imprisonment of many servants.

Jiang Chenyue turned to the palace door from the corner of her eye, and with just one glance, she was shocked by the unbearable figure of the eighth sister, and a scorching fire rushed into her heart, and she couldn't help clenching her fists!

In an instant, King Fusang, who was facing him, felt a very threatening battle pheromone permeating——

He looked across in surprise, and saw the beauty with golden pupils who was standing blushingly with her head bowed suddenly straightened up, her back like a gun.

Jiang Chenyue turned sideways, stretched her long legs, and walked leisurely towards the crying and struggling princess of the Xia Dynasty amidst the drum music.

Jiang Yushan had already fallen into despair at this moment. Seeing someone walking towards her, instead of calming down, she struggled even more intensely.

When she got married and got married, the Ninth Emperor Girl was still a bit shorter than her. How could she have thought at this moment that the tall figure in front of her was the Nine Emperor Girl who came to save her from the clutches of evil!

Fusang King respectfully stood in front of the altar in front of the altar, tilting his head and calling eagerly: "Where is the beauty going? You can't break your promise! Even if you search all over the world, I forgive you, but you can't find someone who can stand up to the widow's power of heaven." !"

The golden-eyed beauty turned her back to him, stopped in front of Princess Xia Chao, raised her hand to straighten the princess's messy temple hair, and without turning her head, she just replied calmly: "Your Majesty, you have overstepped. capital punishment."

As soon as the words fell, the dangerous breath just now swelled into a terrifying battle pheromone!

"You... what are you talking about!" King Fusang almost smashed the jade board in his hand, and stared at the golden-eyed beauty with his eyes——

I saw that beauty raised her arms around her waist and snatched the princess of the Xia Dynasty from a group of people. With a wave of her hand, she overturned a group of servants, and said in a clear and solemn voice: "For the word Tianwei, only I, the emperor of the Xia Dynasty, is qualified to be qualified—"

After finishing speaking, the beauty turned around conveniently, her pair of peach blossom eyes were like eagles, and she locked on King Fusang in the center of the hall.

A fierce murderous aura swept over!

Fusang King intuitively felt a chill from the soles of his feet rushing up to the top of his head, and the blood on his face faded in an instant!

The two personal guards beside him instantly drew their knives to block him, and the tip of the knives pointed directly at the beauty with golden pupils who was holding Princess Xia Chao.

The beauty hooked her mouth, as if she carried the arrogance of the entire Xia Dynasty nation on her shoulders, and said word by word: "This word can only be used on my father."

The two guards took a step back with a murderous look, their faces were filled with unbelievable fear!

How could this weak gentleman who couldn't even draw his bow exude such inestimable and dangerous combat power? !

"Father... Father? What father! You! Who are you!" Although King Fusang had already discovered that this orchid's temperament was very different from ordinary nobles, he couldn't imagine that a noble could be so beautiful.

At this moment, he focused his attention to see the beauty's face clearly, thought for a moment in his heart, and suddenly his facial features shifted in fright!

A non-pure Xia noble with light pupils and fair skin calls the monarch of the Xia Dynasty his father. Who else can he be except for the rumored super-rank prince!

King Fusang yelled "Guardian!" in his mother tongue, and pushed the two guards forward. He rushed out of the hall from the back corner door in a panic, and fled!

Not daring to turn his head back, King Fusang cried out for help all the way, but only attracted a group of unknown attendants to "siege and intercept". He pushed away the attendants in a panic, then silently ran towards the direction where the warriors were praying.

The time is infinitely elongated, and the lights of the stars on the sea in the distance ignite the hope of another life!

King Fusang took a deep breath and mustered up all his strength to order all the generals to obey.

The moment he opened his mouth, there was a sudden chill in his throat, and a sharp knife with a cold light pierced straight through the back of his neck, and passed out of his mouth, so fast that it didn't even get a drop of blood on it.

The long knife was pulled out abruptly, and King Fusang fell to the ground without a sound. In the end, there was only a dull sound when his body collided with the bluestone bricks, and there was no movement.

The slender figure in the Fusang wedding dress behind him turned around in a well-trained manner and rushed back to the gate of the palace.

On the other side, the eighth princess was still panicking against the palace wall, trying to escape from this hellish palace at a loss.

Until a pair of warm hands hugged her back again, bent down and lifted her knees again, and hugged her horizontally.

"Let me go!" Jiang Yushan's voice could no longer be heard, and the three words she yelled with all her strength were hoarse like a dying person.

"Eight sister, it's okay, let's go back to the capital."

Although the voice suppressed the heartache, Jiang Yushan, who had lost her mind, calmed down a little. Her dull eyes slowly raised to look at the face that was slightly thinner than she remembered.

"Concubine Xi has prepared a lot of jujube cakes for you. If you can't finish them, just keep them in your pockets and find you when you leave the school alone."

Jiang Yu's dull eyes were gradually clouded with mist, and a tear hung from the corner of his eye.

Slowly, she raised her arms and hugged Jiang Chenyue's neck tightly, biting her lower lip, but the hoarse and piercing crying continued to overflow from her mouth and nose.

All the way to the west, on the other side opposite to the group of Fusang warriors who were "praying" at the mouth of the east coast, is the meeting point originally set by His Highness the Ninth Prince.

Daxia's bodyguard, dressed as a Fusang boatman, saw a familiar figure approaching with a person in his arms, followed by two orchids who had just come, so he immediately opened his oars and approached the shore.

Everything quietly followed the established track, and the boat quickly found the giant ship that Xia Chao came to meet in the sea.

Several lock hooks hang down, catch the four sides of the boat, and pull it onto the deck——

Turn the rudder and set sail, ride the wind and waves.