After Princess Yannar bowed down like this, Leng Xiaoxi hurriedly got up and stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help her.

"Princess Wanyan, please hurry up."

"No, Xi Niangzi, you treated the soldiers of Zhao State like that, and the palace was grateful for it, so the palace brought which soldiers to worship Xi Niangzi."

After Yan Nar said, regardless of Leng Xiaoxi's pull, he bowed deeply again.

After kneeling down, Wanyan Nar stood up and sat directly beside Leng Xiaoxi.

Seeing her like this, Leng Xiaoxi couldn't help but like Wanyan Nar's frankness and straightforwardness in his heart.

Wanyan Qiusi sat with Li Shenghong, looked at what was happening below, grabbed the wine glass, raised his head and drank the water and wine in the glass, and hugged his fist at Li Shenghong with his wine face.

"Your Majesty, don't blame Yan Qiusi for speaking too straight."

"Emperor Wanyan, if you have something to say, please speak directly." Seeing that Yan Qiusi was like this, Li Shenghong said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, this Xi Niangzi is a treasure of your country, this time the two countries are fighting, if there is no artillery built by Xi Niangzi, if it is not for the benevolence of Xi Niangzi, Zhao will not be willing to surrender to Yan State."

After Yan Qiusi finished speaking, he raised his head and laughed heartily.

Although Wanyan Qiusi was defeated, the arrogance of the king was still there, and he was so annoyed that Li Shenghong was a little annoyed.

However, raising his hand does not hit the smiling person, and Zhao Guo, as a defeated country, came to pay tribute with a generous gift, even if Li Shenghong was angry with this Wanyan Qiusi, he could also be treated politely on his face.

The reception banquet ended in a not salty or light atmosphere, after the meal, it was the usual song and dance repertoire, and the various programs prepared by the two countries in advance took turns, and the practice of dancing and fighting was inevitable, and the atmosphere warmed up with the warm atmosphere.

Wanyan Nar has been by her side since she met Leng Xiaoxi, and she has been by her side.

"Xi Niangzi, look! Look at how beautiful that singer is. ”

"Xi Niangzi, you listen to the sound of this piano is as graceful as the murmuring sound of mountain streams."

"Xi Niangzi, you see that warrior's kung fu."

It has only been a few hours since I met Yan Nar, and Leng Xiaoxi already knew that this Wan Yan Nar was a cheerful little girl with a stubborn personality, no concealment, no distractions, and no distractions.

Li Minghao sat next to Li Boming, and the two princes interjected from time to time to say a word or two to Wan Yan Qiusi and his father.

In the middle of the venue, the shows were one after another, and the warriors of Yan State and the generals brought by Zhao State were learning martial arts.

Fights and singing and dancing alternate one after another, and tension and happiness coexist.

Leng Xiaoxi looked at the center of the venue with a pair of beautiful eyes, eating fruit while watching.

After a group of dancing girls, Leng Xiaoxi looked up inadvertently and saw that at some point, Zhao Weiran actually stood in the middle of the venue.

"Your Majesty, please send a prince to learn martial arts with Zaixia?"

Li Shenghong saw that Zhao Guo was the most powerful, and the famous Zhao Weiran was like this, he laughed hahaha, and his sharp eyes looked at the two princes sitting next, the crown prince Li Minghao and Wujun Wang Li Boming.

Seeing this, Prince Li Minghao squeezed his fist, and before he could stand up, Li Boming reached out and pressed Li Minghao's hand and lowered his voice.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, as the crown prince, if you are defeated by Zhao Guo, your face will definitely not look good, and in this way, it will also be called a joke of Zhao Guo and become a joke. It doesn't matter if the king wins or loses, it's just a competition. ”

Li Minghao wanted to get up, but when he heard Li Boming say this, he thought for a moment and felt reasonable.

If you win, you will have a light on your face, but if you lose, it will inevitably become a joke of the world.

Originally, against Zhao Weiran, Li Minghao had no bottom in his heart, and Li Boming was like this, just giving him a step down.

Therefore, Li Minghao smiled at Li Boming.

"I'm tired, Brother Emperor, this king is here to cheer for Brother Emperor."

After Li Minghao finished saying this, Li Boming smiled at Li Shenghong and smiled apologetically.

"Father, my son-in-law asks to compete with Zhao Weiran."

Although Li Shenghong didn't know much about what the two princes said, he was very satisfied when he saw that it was Li Boming who stood up.

Li Boming thought that his thoughts were really the same as him, if the prince lost, then in the future, Li Minghao ascended the throne, and it would inevitably become a joke of Zhao Guo's joke Yan Guo.

And if Li Boming wins or loses, then there is no need to care too much, besides, Li Boming does not seem to lose to Zhao Weiran in terms of momentum or kung fu physical strength.

"Huang'er, King Wujun, I have allowed you to gamble." Li Shenghong said with a fluttering smile.

Wanyan Qiusi's original intention was actually to let Li Minghao, who was not as smart as Li Boming, appear in kung fu and smart.

However, Li Shenghong and Li Boming got up and talked like this, so that he really didn't want His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to appear, if he really did that, it would be his original intention exposed.

Therefore, although there was some disappointment in his heart, Wan Yan Qiusi also laughed.

"So far, it's just a martial arts."

Li Boming stepped out and stood in front of Zhao Weiran.

Before, the two people were the fighters on the battlefield, and now, the two people are standing on the red carpet, the scene is different, the atmosphere is peaceful, the faces of the two people, although there is no hostility and evil spirit in the past, but they are competitive, but they are looking at each other, and no one wants to admit defeat.

Before going on the field, Li Minghao handed Li Boming a spear, and Zhao Weiran didn't hold anything in his hand, just tied to his waist, a tenacious, invisible tiger whip.

"General Zhao, long time no see." Li Boming's dark eyes glanced at the long whip on Zhao Weiran's waist, smiled and hugged his fists.

"King Wujun, I have conceded." Zhao Weiran said, untied the tiger whip from his waist, held the two ends of the tiger whip with both hands, and put on a posture.

When Li Boming saw Zhao Weiran like this, he pulled his lips and smiled, walked to the edge of the field, put the spear in his hand on the ground on the side, folded his hands together, and moved his wrists up and down.

"General Zhao, concede, concede."

Leng Xiaoxi couldn't help but worry about him when he saw Li Boming put down the weapon in his hand and stood majestically against Zhao Weiran, who was holding a tiger whip in his hand.

However, Zhao Weiran never dreamed that Li Boming would take the initiative to put down the weapon in his hand, he was a little stunned, and raised his eyes to finish reading Yan Qiusi.

Wanyan Qiusi's black eyes were motionless, and he didn't mean to let him give up the tiger head whip, so Zhao Weiran had to hold the tiger head whip in his hand and wait for Li Boming to make a move.

Looking at each other, Li Boming's face did not have a trace of fear, on the contrary, his eyes sparkled.

"General Zhao looks at the move." Li Boming let out a loud shout and stretched out his hand to make a move.

Suddenly......

In the middle of the venue, the sound of crackling and fighting was fierce, and the tiger whip in Zhao Weiran's hand was whirring by his dancing.

Li Boming's eyes were blazing, and he flashed left and right to avoid weaknesses, and Zhao Weiran's tiger head whip was whipped down and horizontally less, all of which were deftly avoided by Li Boming.

Leng Xiaoxi's heart was so nervous that she could even hear her own heartbeat.

The little girl Wanyan Nar clenched her fists very tightly, and she jumped up from time to time to cheer Zhao Weiran on with excitement.

Kicking, dodging, and sneak attacks in the air, most of the people in the middle of the field are getting more and more intense, and everyone is sweating for Li Boming, and everyone is thinking that Li Boming is simply self-defeating to give up the opportunity to use weapons on his own initiative.

Even Leng Xiaoxi was not sure in his heart, if Li Boming was like this, would he be able to defeat Zhao Weiran in the end.

Li Shenghong's eyes widened and he looked nervously, Wei Jie leaned forward and tightened her fists, as if she was straining for her son.

The two people who were fighting, turning in circles in the center of the field, the sound of the tiger's whip, crackling, vibrating people's ear drums, giving people a shocking and uncomfortable feeling.

Leng Xiaoxi's heart rose to her throat, and after each whip, she found that Li Boming's body was not pumped, but her body was still frightened and uncomfortable.

Just when Leng Xiaoxi and the people on the scene were all highly nervous, thinking that the person who would win in the end would be Zhao Weiran, Li Boming suddenly settled beside Zhao Weiran for some reason, snatched the tiger head whip with his hand, and his other hand bullied up, his hand clasped behind Zhao Weiran's head, and his leg was raised and kicked to Zhao Weiran's knee.

Zhao Weiran's legs were weak suddenly, and he fell to the ground with a puff, Li Boming turned over, and his knees pressed firmly on Zhao Weiran's back.

Now, even if Zhao Weiran wanted to turn over, it was in vain.

The victory or defeat was already very obvious, Wan Yan Qiusi's face froze, and he said with a wry smile.

"Hehehe, what do we Zhao Guo say, he is also a defeated soldier under Yan Guo, and I am convinced that Yan Qiusi lost."

"Hehe, there, this is just a martial arts." Li Shenghong smiled contentedly, and the joy in his eyebrows was obvious.

Li Boming glanced at the position where he was sitting before, and his face was not red and his heart was beating, and he was blushing in a hurry, worried about his Leng Xiaoxi.

Leng Xiaoxi glanced at Li Boming with disgust, and secretly extended a thumbs up to him.

The little sweetness in the eyes of the little couple fell into Wei Jie's eyes, and she smiled with satisfaction.

Li Minghao saw Li Boming come back victoriously, and he was a little annoyed in his heart, if he had known that there would be such a victory, how could he give up such an opportunity to fight for face.

Next, there was a large ensemble, and the dingdong sound of the music swept away the tension of the party.

Wan Yan Qiusi was enjoying the song and dance, his sharp black eyes were rolling around the bodies and faces of the two princes from time to time.

Leng Xiaoxi watched the singing and dancing in the middle of the venue, and at the same time coped with the chatter, and the noise was finished.

When he raised his head suddenly, he was facing Yan Qiusi's wise and thoughtful black eyes.

Suddenly, she felt that such a scene was so familiar, as if she had seen such a scene before.