Every time a box fell to the ground, it raised up dust. The heavy sound made everyone look forward to it.

With Leng Yichen's lazy movements, all the boxes were opened at the same time. Suddenly, people only saw the golden light in front of their eyes. The pearls, agates, and jades emitted bright and dazzling light under the strong sunlight, making everyone dare not look directly at them for fear of burning their eyes.

There was a sudden burst of gasps and exclamations on the field, and even some confusion.

"This Leng Yichen, that half of the national treasury is just a bargain for him!" Shui Yao waved her hand lazily, feeling a little distressed when looking at the twenty boxes of jewels.

"I'll give it to you!" Yue Nanchen whispered, hugging her.

"Really?" Shui Yao laughed in a low voice, her laugh ostentatious and proud.

I heard that Feilongtang has recaptured the underworld and monopolized the business of the Salt Gang and the Cao Gang. They must have made a lot of money!

Leng Yichen waved his hand lazily again, and all the boxes were closed in an instant. The chaos on the scene finally calmed down, but many people were still staring at the jewels, swallowing their saliva.

With Leng Yichen, the richest man in the world, the two giant clams behind him had no intention of fighting anymore, so after three rounds, Lan Shuiyao saw that it was getting late, so she made the judgment. Based on the comprehensive score, Zhao Li had the highest score, followed by Leng Yichen, and the rest were eliminated!

Although they had some complaints, they could only admit that they were not as skilled or rich as others. So they stepped back and acted as spectators, wanting to see into which family Princess Nanhan would end up.

It was almost noon. Shui Yao waved her hand and Lan Yi stepped out and announced loudly, "The last round of the competition is about martial arts. The winner of this round will be the princess's son-in-law!"

Everyone immediately

His eyes turned from the twenty large mahogany boxes and stared at the arena in the middle of the stage.

However, this arena was different from the usual ones. It was surrounded by ropes, forming a square space. Both men had strange bags in their hands and black hats whose names could not be told on their heads, which covered their entire heads and faces, leaving only their eyes exposed.

"Contestants, please put on your boxing gloves and helmets and enter the arena!" Lan Yi, the referee, pulled the two men onto the field.

"The red team is His Royal Highness Han, and the black team is Young Master Zhao of Nanyue. Please listen to the rules of the game. No hitting in the face, head, or vital parts of the body. You can use your legs. Admit defeat. If you fall to the ground and can't count to 10, or fall outside the competition venue, you lose!"

"Please both contestants adhere to the principle of friendship first and competition second, and defeat each other faster, stronger, more ruthlessly, and higher!"

After Lan Yiyi made the announcement, everyone looked at each other. What kind of competition method was this? They had never heard of it before, but it was indeed very new and it really opened their eyes!

In the stands, Yue Nanchen was also watching with great interest, "Yao'er, is this the boxing match where you are?"

"Almost, with a few minor changes. The winner will be Nanhan's husband in the future. What if he gets disfigured or becomes inhumane..." Shui Yao raised her eyebrows lazily. This was not a selection of a martial arts leader, so there was no need to risk her life.

"But A Luo hasn't shown up yet!" Yue Nanchen looked around and whispered, "This is the last round, do you think he will give up?"

Shui Yao shook her head and fell silent. This happiness was in A Luo's own hands, and this was the last thing she could do.

"Okay, now the competition officially begins!" With Lan Yi's order, Leng Yichen and Zhao Li had already taken their positions and looked at each other. Because neither of them knew the other's martial arts skills, Zhao Li had a stern expression and did not dare to underestimate him.

Leng Yichen was secretly worried. Didn't they say A Luo would be there? Why was he still nowhere to be seen? He only had Yao Er in his heart, and didn't want to marry Nan Han!

"Wait!" Suddenly, a loud shout broke the tension between the two.

Leng Yichen was delighted and quickly turned his head to look. He saw A Luo, dressed in blue, limping over. After a slight pause outside the stage, he climbed onto the boxing ring with the help of Leng Jiu.

From the moment A'Luo appeared, Nan Han, who was standing next to Yue Nanchen, had already clenched her fingers nervously. She didn't want to look, but her eyes ultimately stayed on A'Luo alone.

The fight between two people suddenly turned into a fight between three people. Lan Yi was slightly stunned and turned to look at Shui Yao.

Shui Yao remained calm. At this time, the eunuch Xu Xi beside her asked tactfully, "Master Mi, these two are talented people who have passed through many levels to get to the end. Master Mi, why are you standing here?"

A Luo slowly raised his head, his eyes firm, "Based on my love for Nan Han!"

Although Xu Xi was ordered by Shui Yao, he was an elder of Miluo after all. After a slight hesitation, he finally said, "Come on, take Miluo away who is disrupting the venue! Miluo, after all, you are the king of the previous dynasty, and the punishment is not for the doctor. If you know what's good for you, just leave by yourself, and don't embarrass us servants!"

After receiving the order, the guard quickly jumped onto the boxing ring and tried to pull Alora away.

, but was knocked to the ground by Leng Jiu.

"Bold Leng Jiu, do you want to rebel?" Xu Xi shouted, and more guards rushed forward and entangled with Leng Jiu.

After all, A Luo was the emperor of the previous dynasty, and the guards did not dare to touch him. But Leng Jiu was different. He did not have any position or military rank and was just an ordinary citizen. So Xu Xi wanted to start with Leng Jiu and drive A Luo away.

No matter how high Leng Jiu's martial arts skills were, he could not withstand the guards' attacks. Soon, he was pinned down on the boxing ring by the guards.

"Let Leng Jiu go!" A Luo limped forward and tried to pull the guards away, but was pushed away by the guards in the chaos.

On normal days, these guards might not be a match for A Luo, but A Luo's broken leg had not healed yet, and he was pushed to the ground hard. His blue brocade clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Nan Han quickly turned her head away, unable to bear to watch any longer. She wanted to leave but was stopped by Yue Nanchen.

"Nanhan, if you can't face all this, it means you can't let go at all!" Yue Nanchen said coldly.

Nan Han smiled bitterly and finally stopped.

"Okay, you guys go down!" Shui Yao finally spoke coldly.

Xu Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his mission was finally accomplished. However, in his heart, he apologized to the ancestors of the Miro Kingdom and begged for their forgiveness.

Leng Jiu, who was beaten black and blue, raised his head from the ground with difficulty, crawled in front of A Luo, and whispered, "Master, are you okay?"

A Luo shook his head. Today, even if he died, he would not let Nan Han go.

A Luo stood up tremblingly and said loudly, "Empress, Nan Han is mine.

My wife is the one I, A Luo, married to. I haven't written a divorce letter yet. What right do you, Empress, have to marry Nan Han off to someone else?"

"Divorce letter? A' Luo, have you forgotten what you said in Ning Town? You are so shameless that you even have the nerve to mention divorce letter now!" Shui Yao sneered.

A Luo's face darkened. He knew that sentence had hurt Nan Han badly, but under such circumstances, he was provoked. He never disliked Nan Han in his heart. On the contrary, it was Nan Han who accompanied him through those obscure years!

"But since you mentioned a divorce letter, I will show you one. However, it is not you divorcing the princess, but the princess divorcing her husband!"

Shui Yao coldly threw a piece of document on the ground.

A Luo staggered all over and almost fell to the ground. He didn't dare to look whether the document was real or fake, but he understood that at this moment, he had nothing to do with Nan Han. If he wanted to be with Nan Han, he had to beat the two people on the boxing ring!

A Luo suddenly went crazy, turned around and knocked Zhao Li down with a kick.

The guards seemed to want to step forward to stop them, but suddenly saw the gesture Shui Yao made secretly, so they just surrounded the entire boxing ring.

Zhao Li was attacked by A Luo and was furious. The two of them immediately started fighting. Leng Yichen leaned lazily on the railing, crossed his legs, and cheered for Zhao Li from time to time.

Nan Han clenched her hands nervously, biting her lips tightly as she looked at A Luo who was knocked to the ground by Zhao Li. All the past events replayed in her mind, and her eyes were suddenly filled with tears.

"The princess is still the pure and innocent princess, and still my A-Luo's Crown Princess!" In the heavy rain, the man standing in front of her carriage, standing tall and proud...