Qi Huang stopped.
He asked coldly.
"Your Highness also knows how to catch ghosts?"
Mo Yunhan shook his head.
"I won't."
Qi Huang snorted coldly, "If you don't know how, then don't presume to comment on other people's actions!"
Mo Yunhan was choked half to death.
Qi Huang, however, had already turned and left.
Ye Qi happened to return and saw this scene, and smirked to himself.
He was glared at coldly by Qi Huang again.
He quickly cupped his hands in greeting and strode over to Mo Yunhan's side.
"Your Highness, is she really not the Princess Consort? Why does she look at me with such a strong desire to kill me?"
Mo Yunhan stared at Qi Huang's retreating figure, his gaze lingering there.
It seemed he hadn't heard what he said.
Ye Qi looked around.
He couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
"Oh no, will the prince fall for someone else? What will happen if the princess finds out?"
"Night Seven!"
"ah?"
Ye Qi was startled.
He looked up and saw that Mo Yunhan was staring at him, his eyes filled with a look of wanting to kill him, as if he had just experienced something.
"Your Highness...
Mo Yunhan's lips curled slightly, a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown.
"I entrust you with the entire responsibility of the martial arts contest to choose a husband. Immediately go to the Dark Guard Camp and select the ten people with the best martial arts skills. Whoever wins the contest, I will personally officiate at your wedding."
Ye Qi opened his mouth wide, as if an egg had been stuffed inside.
I wanted to cry but couldn't.
"Witness...witness a marriage? No way? This subordinate...this subordinate doesn't want to get married yet. Besides, if they have to choose a husband through a martial arts contest and even brought out the Seven-Colored Phoenix Grass, then the sect leader's daughter must be incredibly ugly, and even her own sect's disciples wouldn't be interested in her."
Mo Yunhan turned and walked out.
The sound was cool.
No, you want to!
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