"Didn't you always want to wear gold on your body? Why did you change your ways today?"
The original owner's outfit was her eternal pain, and her neck still hurts now.
"I suddenly feel that this way of wearing it looks better and is more convenient to walk in!"
Well, that's a perfect reason.
Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows, a slight smile on her beautiful face, "Indeed, this outfit looks much better than your previous golden outfit."
Wanyue looked at Mu Qingli and felt unable to take her eyes off her. This heroine was so pretty. If she could look at this face every day, she would be willing to not drink milk for a day!
Mu Qingli looked at Wanyue, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "Does it look good?"
Wanyue nodded without hesitation, "It looks great, so beautiful."
"Who is more handsome, me or Feng Chen?"
Feng Chen is the name of the Sixth Prince.
Wanyue frowned slightly. Feng Chen? Who? I don't know him!
“You’re the prettiest!”
Mu Qingli laughed, his shoulders shaking slightly, and he couldn't stop for a long time.
Feng Chen, who was sitting next to them, was a little confused by this scene.
When did his Qingli become so close to that stupid woman Lu Wanyue?
Wanyue stayed in a side hall to have dinner. At the table, Wanyue and Mu Qingli were chatting and passing food to each other. The Sixth Prince Feng Chen was sitting beside them, looking like an out-of-screen person.
His thoughts were exactly the same as Mu Qingli's yesterday. They both thought that Wanyue had become even more stupid because of this incident.
Look, she doesn't even look at him, and her eyes never leave Qingli, is she stupid?
From then on, Wanyue went to the side hall to eat two meals a day. You ask why only two meals? It was because Wanyue woke up late, so she didn't need to eat breakfast and could just get up and eat lunch.
Over time, Wanyue and Mu Qingli's relationship became better and better, so good that Feng Chen felt that he was about to fall out of favor.
This made Feng Chen feel a sense of crisis. He didn't expect that despite all his precautions, he was able to defend against those wild men outside, but the people in the mansion took advantage of the opportunity!
Moreover, he couldn't send this person away. He couldn't do that before because of King Ming, and now he couldn't send him away purely because of his family's Qingli!
Qingli has been completely bewitched by that little goblin named Lu!
A month passed quickly, and today was the day when Feng Kingdom held its annual Martial Court Meeting.
The Feng Kingdom was founded on military power and advocates the use of force. It holds a military meeting once a year with the purpose of selecting talents for the court.
The Wuchao Competition is held in the form of a two-on-one ring match, starting at sunrise in the morning and ending at sunset in the afternoon. The last person standing on the ring is the winner.
The Phoenix Emperor will award prizes to the winners and grant them official positions.
Since the founding of Feng State, the Wuchaohui has always been the arena that everyone yearns for. Here, there are no aristocratic families, and victory is determined only by martial arts.
Commoners can take advantage of this opportunity to soar to fame and bring honor to their family. Nobles can take advantage of this opportunity to gain even greater benefits.
Early in the morning, Xiuhe woke Wanyue up and busied herself with dressing her up.
Wanyue yawned, her eyes hazy, and she clearly looked like she hadn't woken up yet.
"Xiu He, I'm not attending that martial arts meeting, why did you wake me up?"
As Xiuhe combed Wanyue's hair, she excitedly said, "Miss, have you forgotten? You are already eighteen years old this year and will be a judge at the Wuchao Conference."
Wanyue flipped through the plot and found it was true.
As the founding heroes and descendants of the Ming King of a different surname, the Lu family has always served as judges of the Wuchao Conference.
All direct descendants of the Lu family, upon reaching the age of eighteen, must go to the Wuchao Conference to serve as judges and select talents for the Feng Kingdom.
Although there is only one final winner of the Wuchao Conference, there will be many talented people emerging during the competition. The judges' duty is to keep an eye on these people and, after the Wuchao Conference, find them and bring them back to serve the country.
The Lu family has only one daughter of the original owner in this generation. Together with the original owner’s father, King Ming, they are the direct descendants of the Lu family of this generation.
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When Wanyue arrived at the Wuchao meeting, the competition had already started for a while.
On the big arena in the middle, two tall and mighty men were wrestling, relying on brute force to collide with each other.
The original owner's father was sitting on the judges' panel and waving at Wanyue. Wanyue led Xiuhe through the crowd and sat next to Prince Ming.
Prince Ming looks to be in his thirties, handsome in appearance, and a very handsome uncle.
"My dear daughter, do you miss your father?"
Wanyue leaned against the chair, thinking that this was a formal occasion, so she sat upright.
"Watch the competition carefully, you are the judge."
Besides, the Ming Prince's Palace and the Sixth Prince's Palace are just across the street from each other, so it's just a matter of a few steps whether you want to or not.
Prince Ming sniffed, his handsome face wrinkled. "I'm so sad. My good daughter doesn't even miss her father."
I don’t know what’s so good about that guy surnamed Feng that he has bewitched his good daughter so much that she insisted on marrying him. He had been planning to raise his precious daughter for the rest of her life, but it was ruined by that bad boy!
Humph, it turns out that all good-looking men are bad!
Prince Ming turned back angrily and continued to watch the game, obviously forgetting that he was also one of those good-looking men...
Time passed quickly before noon, and the people on the ring changed one group after another. Compared with the previous brute force fights, the people standing on the stage now were obviously real people.
As time went by, a young man in green appeared on the ring. He had defeated several groups of challengers in succession without looking any effort.
The competition is nearing its end. If the young man maintains his performance, he will become the champion of this Wuchao Conference.
Several more people came up, but they were all defeated by the young man. As the sun was about to set, the young man on the stage calmly glanced at the crowd below and said loudly, "Anyone else want to challenge? Liu is happy to accompany you."
Everyone in the audience shook their heads. They had all witnessed the young man's performance just now. This man was very strong and they were no match for him.
"I'll come and meet you!"
A clear shout came from behind the crowd, and a young man in a white robe passed over everyone's heads and landed steadily on the ring.
The young man in white robe had half of his face covered with a mask, so his face could not be seen clearly, only his delicate chin was exposed.
The young man looked at the uninvited guest who showed up at the last moment with a bad expression on his face. He prided himself on his extraordinary strength, but after the previous few rounds of fighting, his physical strength had decreased a lot.
The strength of this young man in white robe cannot be seen, but anyone who dares to stand up at the last moment must have something to rely on.
He doesn't want to lose, he wants to win!
The young man looked at the boy in white robe with serious expression, ready to strike.
Wanyue looked at the young man in white robe on the stage, frowning slightly. Isn't this... Mu Qingli?
Don't think I can't recognize you just because you're wearing a mask!
He said he had something to do and had to go out for a few days, but it turned out that he was just here to participate in the Wuchao competition.
A woman's mouth is a lie!
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