Chapter 49 Drawing of lots

I wanted to slip away before Chen Hu spoke, but I didn't expect that Chen Mengdie's butt hadn't left the cushion yet, so Chen Hu asked with a concerned face: "Mengdie, you must be very lonely when you are far away in Chu Country alone, right?" ā€

Looking at his hypocritical expression, Chen Mengdie resisted the urge to vomit and replied seriously: "Thank you for your concern, the little woman is not alone." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"You kid has always liked to be strong, even if you have bitterness in your heart, you won't say it." Chen Hu's distressed look gave her goosebumps.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Chen Hu continued, "But soon you won't be alone. ā€

Chen Mengdie was pondering what he meant by this, so Chen Hu turned his head to look at Chu Ziyu and asked, "I don't know what the virtuous nephew thinks of Princess Nianrou?" ā€

Chu Ziyu held the wine glass, his dark eyes fell on Chen Hu, his eyebrows raised slightly, as if waiting for the following.

Chen Hu rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Princess Nianrou is beautiful, smart and clever, and there are many men who propose marriage, but the widow has been reluctant to her, so this family affair has been delayed." ā€

Chu Ziyu ignored Chen Hu's flattering eyes, and a pair of cold eyes fell on Chen Zhishui.

Chen Zhishui hurriedly lowered his head and wrung his handkerchief to make a shy appearance.

"The virtuous nephew is dignified, martial and decisive, and it is very desirable to the widow, if the niece is handed over to you, the widow will be a matter of mind." Chen Hu looked at Chu Ziyu expectantly, waiting for his response.

However, Chu Ziyu's answer surprised him.

"The virtuous nephew is not talented, I'm afraid I will live up to the king's wishes." Chu Ziyu replied.

This is a thing that benefits both parties, not to mention that the two are talented and beautiful, and they are a good match. Chen Hu was full of confidence, but he didn't expect him to refuse without hesitation, and his face was a little unbearable.

"Since the virtuous nephew has no intention, the widow will not force it." Chen Hu reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said.

"The king is wise."

Chu Ziyu's praise slapped him hard in the face like a slap. Chen Hu twitched the corners of his mouth, but he still tilted his head and drank the whole glass of wine. He has always understood the principle of the law of the jungle, so he has no good way but to endure.

However, Chen Zhishui on the side couldn't bear it anymore, she slapped the table, pointed at Chen Mengdie and said angrily: "Where is she comparable to me?" Why can't she, and I can't? ā€

Chu Ziyu raised his eyes, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, Chen Zhishui was startled, and just wanted to retreat, but saw that the eyes around him had gathered, and if she retreated, she would lose her dignity, so she straightened her chest and stood up straighter.

Chen Hu was afraid that she would make trouble, so he threw a stern look over, "You sit down for me!" What kind of system does it become to be reckless all day long? ā€

"I don't!" Chen Zhishui stared at Chen Mengdie word by word and said, "I want to compete with her, if she loses, this matter will not be over!" ā€

"Ridiculous!" Chen Hu snorted, and when he saw that Chen Zhishui was slightly restrained, he smiled at Chu Ziyu and said, "She drank too much, don't take it seriously." ā€

After that, Chen Hu shouted at the guards beside him again: "You guys, don't hurry up and take the princess down!" ā€

The waiter was afraid of angering Princess Nianrou, so he cautiously slipped over from behind, "Princess, offended." ā€

"You're all stepping down!" Chen Zhishui gave an order, and there was a burst of exclamations in the back hall, and then the tiger's back and the bear's waist rushed out from behind, opening their bloody mouths and roaring angrily, frightening the guests to flee in all directions, and even the guards couldn't help but retreat a few feet away.

Chen Hu saw that the scene was difficult to clean up, so he hastily ended the dinner, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and fled one after another.

"Sluts, don't run away!" Chen Zhishui quickly caught up, and the long whip in his hand turned into lightning and went straight to Chen Mengdie's back.

Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed the tail of the whip and dragged it hard, Chen Zhishui was caught off guard and fell heavily on the red carpet.

Chen Zhishui saw Chu Ziyu looking at her indifferently, and his heart couldn't help but tingle. She got up from the ground, slapped the dust twice, and raised her chin to look at him, "This is a grudge between the two of us, please don't interfere." ā€

"What if I don't agree?" Chu Ziyu narrowed his eyes, not to be outdone.

"You have to agree!" Chen Zhishui clenched his whip and said viciously.

Without waiting for Chu Ziyu to say anything, Chen Mengdie grabbed his arm, stepped forward and said firmly: "I agree." ā€

Both of them were stunned, looking at her differently.

Chen Mengdie ignored everyone's gaze, and asked lightly, "What is it better than?" ā€

Chen Zhishui smiled slightly, and pointed to the two silk threads hanging high in the air, "Dancing on it, do you dare?" ā€

The rest of the people couldn't help laughing, the silk thread is so thin, not to mention them, even the weight of a feather is a little difficult, dancing on it? It's a fool's dream.

Looking at Chen Mengdie's thoughtful appearance, Chen Zhishui couldn't help but sneer, she had expected such a result, so she couldn't help but sneer: "Why, don't you dare?" ā€

"Zhishui, don't mess around." Cai Ji, who had not spoken, sensed the seriousness of the situation and finally couldn't help but speak.

Chen Zhishui has always listened to her, but this time, she is confident, no matter whether she advances or retreats, Chen Mengdie will lose, so she winked at Cai Ji and said, "Queen Mother, you don't have to worry, she will lose this time." ā€

Cai Ji saw her daughter's confident appearance, and her hanging heart settled slightly.

Chen Mengdie tied up her black hair with a hairpin, and looked at Chen Zhishui with a calm look in her eyes: "Who loses and who wins, it's not certain, come on!" ā€

Chu Ziyu pressed her shoulders and looked at her with some concern, she smiled back and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't lose." ā€

She has lost so many things that she can't afford to lose anymore, and from now on, she wants to win back what she lost one by one.

"Okay, let's draw lots to decide, what to draw and what to jump, if you land halfway, you will lose, if both of you don't land, you will lose slowly."

A eunuch came over with a jade tube, which was full of sticks, and his little thumb picked lightly, facing a stick on the edge, and said respectfully: "Princess, please." ā€

Chen Zhishui raised the corners of his lips, pulled out a stick, and saw the word peacock written on it.

The eunuch came to Chen Mengdie's side with a sticker and said sharply, "Please." ā€

Chen Mengdie covered her ears with one hand and pulled out a skewer with the other, but when she saw the name on the skewer, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Madam, please show your cards." The eunuch's voice was sharp and high, and Chen Mengdie wanted to strangle him.

However, out of politeness, she still showed the sign with a smile.

"Pheasant? Poofhaha, how do pheasants dance! Everyone couldn't help but smile and their faces turned red, only Chu Ziyu's gang had grim and terrifying faces.

There are many dances about peacocks, but there are ...... about pheasants. There doesn't seem to be a dance.

"Sister, please." Chen Zhishui said proudly.

She wants to see how Chen Mengdie is going to dance this pheasant dance.