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"Her Majesty, Her Majesty is reading a book."

The Queen Mother chuckled meaningfully, "She is quite patient. Or rather, she doesn't care what kind of husband I choose for her."

Then he asked, "Have you found out what she has been doing outside during the years she disappeared?"

Seeing Madam Gong lower her head, Empress Dowager Fengluan understood.

His eyes flashed with coldness again, "A living person disappeared after Fengluan appeared. She disappeared for more than 20 years and now suddenly appears! Tell me that I can't find any trace of her in these years!"

Madam Gong fell to her knees with a thud, not daring to argue at all.

Queen Mother Fengluan pressed her temple and continued to talk to herself, "Forget it. It doesn't matter whether we can find out or not."

"Empress Dowager..." Madam Gong spoke tremblingly.

"Back off."

Madam Gong glanced at her, kowtowed and left.

There was a surge of emotion in Empress Dowager Fengluan's eyes. Anyway, those who disobeyed would be punished.

It really doesn’t matter whether you check it or not.

At this moment outside the palace, the official in charge of this competition announced the candidates to enter the venue.

Baili Feiyue and the leader of the Lancang Sect each landed steadily on one of the wooden stakes in the area of ​​plum blossom stakes.

The atmosphere on the scene instantly reached its peak.

Mu Wen and Mu Wu both became nervous.

However, when they glanced at Changsun Wuji, although he was wearing a mask and they couldn't see his expression, his overall state did not show any sign of worry at all.

No matter how you look at it, he seems to be indulging Third Miss Ling in having fun, and not worrying about the consequences.

Confident!

His attitude towards the Regent of Dajing, Mu Wen and Mu Wu, was very subtle. He was respectful because of the relationship with Miss Ling San, but he was also subconsciously alert and on guard.

At this moment, Mu Wen asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, in your opinion, what are the chances of the Third Miss winning this time?"

Zhang Sun Wuji laughed in a low voice, "Whether she wins or not is not important to me."

Mu Wen was stunned. So, does the Regent of Dajing really have no other arrangements?

Now, Mu Wen really felt a little worried.

In fact, whether Miss Ling San can win is not the most important thing. No matter who the imperial husband is, he cannot pose a threat to the head of the family. Moreover, Empress Qingyao and the head of the family will not give Empress Dowager Fengluan the opportunity to really control Empress Qingyao with an imperial husband.

But...

The head of the family would definitely not like Empress Qingyao's husband to be named after someone else other than himself.

Mu Wen and Mu Wu were thinking about something else, and the official in charge of this match just announced the rules, "In this match, the one whose feet touch the ground first will lose."

"I will not repeat the rules. You are not allowed to use hidden weapons, poisons, or other sneak attacks. Otherwise, you will be disqualified. The competition will end when the time is right. However, just like every dangerous competition before, if someone is accidentally injured or killed during the competition, as long as the opponent did not do it maliciously, both parties shall not object."

The official looked at Baili Feiyue and the head of Lancang Sect on the plum blossom pile, "Do you two understand? If you understand, the competition will begin now."

As Baili Feiyue and the leader of the Lancang Sect expressed their understanding, the soldiers nearby began to beat gongs.

Suddenly there was a loud cheer from all around.

On the plum blossom pile, Baili Feiyue and the leader of the Lancang Sect had already started fighting.

Baili Feiyue's skills and internal strength are indeed far inferior to those of the leader of the Lancang Sect, but she is good at light work!

Not only is it good, but it is also highly flexible, with a degree of change that is impossible to predict.

So, when the leader of the Lancang Sect attacked her, she used her old trick that always worked when she encountered a master... run!

If you can’t beat them, of course you have to run!

This competition only states that the person who is knocked off the plum blossom pile first loses, but it does not say that he must fight hard or win within a certain time.

Although Baili Feiyue ran away, since she was just a young person who had just started out, and the leader of the Lancang Sect was well-known, others did not think that she was spineless.

Instead, he was amazed that he was able to avoid the attack of the leader of the Lancang Sect and escape.

That’s what everyone thought at first.

Because chasing and running on the plum blossom piles is really exciting and beautiful to look at.

But it was so exciting and interesting that one incense stick passed, two incense sticks passed, and they were still chasing each other on the plum blossom pole.

That wouldn't look good.

The patience of the onlookers below began to be challenged, let alone the opponent, the leader of the Lan Cang Sect.

A person of Lancang Sect's accomplishments would naturally not be easily affected. But he knew his mission today, and Baili Feiyue's move undoubtedly helped him!

He can start taking action with justification!

As the leader of a sect and the best master of Fengluan, he endured for three incense sticks and did not use his full strength. In the eyes of others, this was not considered bullying the weak, and it was definitely a gesture of kindness and not out of place.

So, amid the ups and downs of the crowd's exclamations and cheers, the leader of the Lan Cang Sect made another move. Although Baili Feiyue was still fast, even if she dodged, the plum blossom stake where she was standing before was completely destroyed by the palm wind and internal energy of the leader of the Lan Cang Sect.

Soon, there were only a dozen or so plum blossom piles left in the huge area.

The competition went through the exciting beginning, then became sluggish in the middle, and now it is so exciting again that I dare not blink.

Most of the onlookers breathed heavily into their throats.

From the time when Baili Feiyue was doomed to fail, to now when there were fewer and fewer plum blossom piles, and Baili Feiyue was still able to keep his balance in a place where he had almost no place to stand, even those who supported the leader of the Lancang Sect subconsciously held their breath when they saw that there were only the last two plum blossom piles left.

Qian Xueqing in the stands was already stunned.

The leader of Lancang School started to destroy the plum blossom piles, and now there are only two plum blossom piles left. The process was so exciting and thrilling that people dared not even blink!

Qian Xueqing really didn't expect that Murong Jiu could hold out until the last plum blossom stake under the Lancang Sect's leader!

Qian Yueluo couldn't believe it either.

There was a rare hint of surprise in Qian Jingshu's eyes.

Mu Wen and Mu Wu also held their breath.

The head of Lancang Sect remained calm on the surface, but was equally shocked in his heart. Although this young man had only been dodging and had not engaged him head-on, this Feng Luan had never been able to dodge so many of his moves before!

He would not be wrong. This young man's internal strength and lightness skills were not top-notch, but he was indeed extremely talented, good at cunning and unpredictable.

only……

I sighed in my heart, feeling a rare sense of appreciation for talent. What a pity.

Everything ends here.

The leader of the Lancang School attacked again in an instant, and this time the force was not only on the plum blossom pile, but also on the person on the plum blossom pile!

It was at this moment that Mu Wen and Mu Wu, who were beside Changsun Wuji, sensed danger and realized that there was something about the man beside them that made their spines shiver.

Regardless of whether people around knew martial arts or not, at least they could see that the leader of the Lan Cang Sect destroyed the only plum blossom stake under Baili Feiyue's feet.

The whole place was so quiet that it seemed as if the wind had stopped.

"Boom boom"——

Two loud bangs.

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