"The princess is very right!" Yan Qingyu smiled and retreated, then stood beside Si Yucheng. When she was about to leave, Mo Nanyu shouted blankly: "Wait!"

Yan Qingyu turned around.

Mo Nanyu bit his lip and looked at the two of them as if they were bullied, and they were blessed. "It turns out that the ghost king has arrived, and he is rude."

After Mo Nanyu was lucky, he slowly stood up, "I heard from this lady's tone that she seemed to be very proficient in dancing. This Hundred Flowers Banquet is not only a competition, but also a challenge. The lady is so proficient. Can she also go on stage to compete?"

Yan Qingyu raised her eyebrows, oh, is this anger coming on her?

It's a coincidence.

She can do nothing in her piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs and essays.

Si Yucheng knew everything about her and curled her lips quietly, as if she would laugh at any time.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in the title of the No. 1 Beauty. It doesn't matter whether it's lost or won or won. After all, we Princess Yun's affairs are in front of us, so who would make it boring?" Yan Qingyu's words all hint at Mo Nanyu's secretly buying methods, and his tone is particularly ridiculous.

"As a subordinate of the Ghost Lord, I guess he is both talented and talented. Is this lady afraid of losing to this princess?"

It is clear that Yan Qingyu will not leave.

Mo Nanyu was particularly dissatisfied. If he didn't use his strength to defeat this woman, the language he spread would be particularly unpleasant. She couldn't deal with Yun Huaxue, and she couldn't win a woman who could only kill people?

This is absolutely impossible!

Yan Qingyu really can't dance.

Si Yucheng put his big hand on Yan Qingyu's head, pressed it gently, staring at Mo Nanyu dangerously, and suddenly curled his lips faintly, and his smile was shocked.

"Okay, I agree to it for her, the rules will be the same!"

Mo Nanyu was shocked by the smile, and reluctantly calmed down, and then said softly: "The Ghost Lord wants to compete in person. So please change me to accompaniment with me, can I?"

"random."

Yan Qingyu reached out and poked Si Yucheng's waist, as if saying: What are you playing? I can't dance.

Si Yucheng smiled very mysteriously at her: Are you trying to find the place for Yun Huaxue? It’s absolutely right to listen to me!

Yan Qingyu looked suspicious.

Mo Nanyu was a little cautious, but when he saw Yan Qingyu's confused look on his face, he calmed down again.

"Then which young lady is going to invite to play music?" Mo Nanyu tried.

Si Yucheng stood beside Yan Qingyu and made a decision for her in the posture of an old father: "I!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Ghost King competes in person?

This...isn't this bullying the princess?

Even Yan Qingyu looked surprised. She suddenly thought that Si Yucheng seemed to have talked about piano before. It sounded very skillful, but... she really can't dance?

Isn't this clear that you will lose?

Mo Nanyu's face turned pale and pale. It was obvious that this ghost king was just aiming at her.

Why?

Mo Nanyu clasped his fists with both hands and tried to squeeze out a very obvious smile, as if he was bullied. She said: "It turns out that the Ghost Lord and the Ghost Lord's subordinates want to participate, so this princess can withdraw, after all..."

Once this kind of thing is spread, isn’t it just that the Ghost Lord and the Ghost Lord’s subordinates bully others with their power?

Yan Qingyu really doesn't like Mo Nanyu's appearance of red eyes and pretending to be weak. Since she wants to pretend, she will help her kindly, step forward, and said coldly: "I don't like being said to be bullied by others. The Eighth Princess can choose a young master at will. I heard that there is a Qin Saint in Mo Sang Kingdom? Qin Saint is accompanying the princess, so we must not be considered bullying."

Mo Nanyu took a deep breath, then smiled and said, "This lady misunderstood. The visitor is here. I will prepare for it now. The competition will start half an hour later. How about it?"

Yan Qingyu nodded.

Mo Nanyu's eyes flashed and she said quietly: "Miss is a challenge. All challenges must be given some lottery. I wonder what lottery is given to this challenge?"

"What does the princess think?"

Mo Nanyu's understanding words, "Challenging rules is usually to leave behind the most cherished thing."

"Is that so? The thing I cherish most is the Lord. If I lose, wouldn't I give it to you?" Yan Qingyu's faint joke caused everyone present to laugh.

Mo Nanyu's face turned red and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Miss is joking?"

Yan Qingyu turned her head, "Didn't she say she wants to bet on something she loves to cherish? The things she loves to cherish in my heart are my lord, so what's wrong?"

Mo Nanyu blushed and secretly looked at Si Yucheng's face, but suddenly his eyes, which were as gentle as a demon, were like an unfathomable lake, and the dark green and calm lake surface began to swell.

Si Yucheng was excited because of Yan Qingyu's words. These words were obviously intended to embarrass Mo Nanyu, but he believed Si Yucheng.

Do you love something you cherish?

Really, a chic name.

"Miss..."

"Is there any regulation not to accept living people? Or is there any other reason?" Yan Qingyu's eyes flashed with a sly smile and said, "It seems that this competition is not true, so..."

Yan Qingyu was about to finish, but Mo Nanyu blushed and said, "Miss actually used the Ghost Lord as a bet, so... the Ghost Lord agrees?"

Si Yucheng looked at Yan Qingyu quietly and said, "It's a bold idea to bet on me!"

Mo Nanyu smiled.

Yes, the dignified Ghost King is regarded as a bet by his subordinates. This woman is so bold that she may be killed by the Ghost King in anger?

Waiting for Si Yucheng to be angry, but he couldn't wait for a long time.

Si Yucheng pressed Yan Qingyu's head lightly with his big hand, bent over and curled his lips: "Although I can't make bets, I am willing to place bets for her. As for bets, I will bets with my beloved ghost realm. Whoever wins her will surrender to whom I will submit to, is that good?"

What?

Everyone was shocked.

Is the Ghost Lord kidding?

The dignified Ghost King is willing to bet on the Ghost Domain for a subordinate, and is willing to surrender to a woman who beats his subordinates?

Could it be that the ghost group fell in love with the Eight Princess and used their subordinates to please the Eight Princess?

Even Mo Nanyu looked shocked. She clenched her fists tightly and kept trembling. She felt a strange throbbing when facing the man's dark green eyes.

What is the purpose of Ghost Lord’s move?

Even Yan Qingyu was shocked, but the big hand on her head gently twisted her head and pressed her head to prevent her from moving, so she couldn't see the expression on Si Yucheng's face now, and she just felt that this ghost king suddenly became crazy?

She can't dance at all and makes such a big bet, she doesn't think it's a joke.

"I am talking about it. What bets are the Eighth Princess going to make?" Si Yucheng's eyes were bright, thinking that the bet he made just now really made people believe that this ghost king fell in love with the Eighth Princess at first sight?

So I plan to give in to the ghost realm just to win the hearts of the beauty.

Mo Nanyu's heart kept beating and her chest was breathing gently. No one was moved when facing such a great temptation, let alone the King of the Ghost Realm who was on par with the Four Kingdoms.

She quickly thought about the countermeasures and immediately said: "This princess can't take out the bet she treats with the Ghost Lord, so please take it back!"

Si Yucheng's eyes were calm and he stared at her faintly: "The things you love are of importance? As long as it is the things you love and cherish by the Eighth Princess, it is equal to me."

Mo Nanyu and Gu Yanxi looked at each other, and Gu Yanxi was a little scared.

A bad feeling emerged in his heart. What if the Ghost Lord really falls in love with the Eighth Princess?

Yan Qingyu covered the shock in her eyes and said quietly: "Does the Eighth Princess's most precious and beloved thing be hers?"

Yan Qingyu said, and everyone nodded in understanding.

I see.

The Ghost Lord really fell in love with the Eighth Princess, so he let his subordinates come down to make trouble.

Si Yucheng half-squinted his eyes and stared at her neck. When she said this, she inexplicably wanted to bite her neck and drag it away. He was just asking for some trouble for her, and he really planned to give in?

Mo Nanyu's eyes trembled slightly, then slowly blessed her body, bent her knees, and lowered her head with aggrieved expression; "Please forgive me for my crimes. This princess cannot agree to this competition, just as this lady said that every woman loves and cherishes the most. Never take it out and fight casually, please forgive me."

The grievance and red eyes looked as if Si Yucheng was forcing her. It immediately attracted Gu Yanxi behind her to step forward and blocked Si Yucheng, and said loudly: "Why is the Ghost Lord trying to force a weak woman?"

The muscles on Si Yucheng's face twitched gently.

All the eyes from all directions were looking at it, as if Si Yucheng was the evil man who used his evil interests to force the Eighth Princess to submit. He forced the Eighth Princess to bend her knees but had to apologize, and she was scared to tears.

Yan Qingyu showed a gloating expression at Si Yucheng: I deserve it, it’s not easy for women to mess with, now do you know?

Si Yucheng has seen conspiracies, assassinations, and the darkness of people's hearts. He has always used violence to fight violence. But he has never encountered an existence like Mo Nanyu, and his eyes are red at any time, as if he is being treated like something.

If you do it, you will probably cry even harder?

"If I remember correctly, it was the Eighth Princess who spoke up in advance to provoke me. Why did I eventually become a bully?"

Mo Nanyu hid behind Gu Yanxi and cried even harder.

Gu Yanxi quickly comforted her, and her tone was not good: "Is the Ghost Lord too much? The Baihua Banquet is a talent exchange, how can you press on me step by step?"

Si Yucheng's eyes turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, the wave of internal strength shot towards Gu Yanxi, Gu Yanxi resisted Mo Nanyu behind him. When he felt a pain in his chest, he groaned.

Mo Nanyu cried and accused: "What does the Ghost Lord mean? I am a weak woman and pressing against Uncle Bu like me? Prince Gu is just looking forward to me, so why should the Ghost Lord attack me?"
To be continued...