Everyone stared at Ye Tingxuan with wide eyes, and said in their hearts, it can't be that Ye Yuma is really cheating and deliberately favoring Princess Dingyuan, right?

Mo Chuan was also half-convinced in his heart, although he believed in Shen Ning's ability, but he also knew that since Na Mu Co dared to propose this competition, he must be sure of winning, and in terms of speed, he was also half a cup of tea faster than Shen Ning, even if the two of them wrote a good word, it should be Na Mu Co who won. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Could it be that Namu made a typo?

"Ting Xuan, can you be sure of the result?Is it true that the princess won?" Mo Chuan asked again.

"The grass people are sure that it is indeed the princess who has won. Ye Tingxuan replied affirmatively.

As soon as Ye Tingxuan's words fell, he heard Na Mu Co say coldly: "Where are you a bullshit referee, the word on the book written by this prince and your stone tablet is good, why do you judge that this prince lost? Even if she also writes a good word, according to the time, it is also the prince who wins!"

Ye Tingxuan seemed to have expected Namu to say this, and he said: "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't believe it, you can compare it in person to see if Tingxuan's judgment is unfair." ”

"Come on, hang these two characters on both sides of the stone tablet and let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally compare them. ”

Mo Chuan waved his hand and ordered to go down.

"If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince feels unfair, you can let the envoys of your country judge together, Ting Xuan, and also ask our people to come down and judge together. Mo Chuan said again.

Although he didn't come up with any subtleties, he believed that since Ye Tingxuan dared to judge like this, it must be Shen Ning who won.

Soon, the two characters written by Shen Ning and Namu Cuo were hung on both sides of the stone tablet.

The people on both sides of the stele were surging, and almost all the people in the stands on both sides of Xichu and Dongqin gathered in front of the stele, their eyes widened, and they looked at the original words on the stele and the inscriptions silently produced by the two people next to them, comparing them word by word.

Mo Chuan stood in front of everyone, he was the first to compare, and his heart was full of doubts, it seemed that the inscriptions written by Shen Ning and Na Mu Co were exactly the same, and both sides wrote a good word, but why did Ye Tingxuan insist that Shen Ning would win?

He couldn't help but glance at Ye Tingxuan, only to see a slight smile on the corner of Ye Tingxuan's mouth, a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he nodded slightly at him, he guessed that it must be Ye Tingxuan who must have been in his chest, and his heart was put down.

His gaze couldn't help but cross the crowd to search for her shadow, and suddenly his gaze froze, and he saw her.

She was still standing in place, not crowded in the crowd to watch the inscription, but beside her stood a young man in a purple robe, with a long body and a handsome face, it was Chu Shaoyang.

He pressed his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head, his lips moved slightly, as if questioning her, but his voice was very low, and even Mo Chuan's good ears couldn't hear what he was asking.

She hung her head, never looking at him, and his eyebrows flew with anger, and he grabbed her shoulders and shook them, so that the soft black silk on her sideburns slid down.

She finally looked up, met his eyes, and nodded vigorously.

The anger on Chu Shaoyang's face was even stronger, and he clenched her shoulders hard, causing her to frown in pain, but he didn't make a sound.

"You're mine! No one can snatch you away from me, and now you're going to leave with me!"

He finally let out a low roar, grabbed her arm, and dragged her staggering forward.