"According to the king, the final winner should be the Marquis of Nanping." As he spoke, the navy-blue figure came out of the grass where the ocarina had come from.

Li Chuluan smiled and rubbed the jade ring on his thumb.

Originally, Cao Lingzhi raised her eyebrows very disdainfully, and dared to say that she was not as good as Qiu Xiuyun's rude woman.

But when he turned his head and saw the appearance of the person who came, his whole face turned pale.

It's King Xiang!

"Courtiers/> ministers pay a visit to His Royal Highness King Xiang, His Royal Highness Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose."

"Flat." King Xiang was dressed in a navy blue royal dress and bowed slightly to the crown princess.

"Imperial sister-in-law."

"Hehe, the third brother is here." A slight glint flashed in the crown princess's eyes.

"Brother Cheng!" Li Chuluan, while calling King Xiang, held Qiu Xiuyun's hand tightly.

"Sister Ah Xiu just danced so well." Saying this, he looked at King Xiang with a very evil look in his eyes.

Sure enough, King Xiang looked at her holding Qiu Xiuyun's hand as if she was staring at something very unsightly.

Li Chuluan smiled.

Envy, right? Jealous, right? Only in this way can we have a greater certainty of getting Brother Cheng's Zhulan Bai Yuxiao, hahahahaha!

"Your Royal Highness King Xiang, you should have just arrived, and you may not have seen Ling Zhi's dance, so you think that Nanping Hou is good." Cao Lingzhi's face couldn't help but sink when she heard King Xiang's words, how could her dance be worse than that rude woman?

And it was said by Her Royal Highness King Xiang, her favorite one?

Thinking so, his face was pitiful.

"Your dance?" King Xiang smiled gently, but the next moment, this smile looked particularly bad.

"This king is not uncommon, that kind of dance that is tired of watching." Saying this, King Xiang looked at Qiu Xiuyun, "In comparison, the sword dance of Nanping Hou is even more eye-catching and joyful. ”

As soon as they heard this, all the nobles nodded, but it was so.

When the crown princess heard King Xiang say this, she couldn't say that the dance of the two was comparable, so she could only inherit King Xiang's words and said: "But that's the case, since this is the case, this time it's the Nanping Marquis dance better." ”

The crown princess is not afraid of someone saying something, after all, it was His Royal Highness King Xiang who opened his mouth, and Zuo Xiang couldn't embarrass the prince.

Thinking like this, the crown princess's smile became a little more sincere, "Bang! She clapped her palms, and saw a maid holding a jade Ruyi in front of Qiu Xiuyun.

In an instant, almost all the noble ladies began to have hot eyes.

"This is the jade Ruyi that the palace has been using since the time of her mother's house, and today I have a reward for Nanping Hou, just to show that Nanping Hou won the bride price, and I also use this Ruyi to thank Nanping Hou for my Tang Dynasty's dedication over the years."

This thing, originally the crown princess was going to leave it to her daughter-in-law in the future, which is well known, but it's a pity that the crown princess has not come out so far, so giving this jade ruyi to Qiu Xiuyun, is it that the crown princess wants to curry favor with Qiu Xiuyun in disguise and win over the Qiu family?

All the noble ladies in the city can't help but think deeply.

"Minister, thank you to the princess!" Qiu Xiuyun knelt down on one knee and saluted.

"Excuse me, Nanping Hou deserves it."

Seeing that Qiu Xiuyun had such a good color, Cao Lingzhi's long nails instantly fell into the delicate palm.

Outrageous! She actually lost to such a man's wife! Or because of a word from the man she loves the most!

In Cao Lingzhi's eyes, there was something called jealousy that was constantly burning her body.

And those ladies who participate in gambling and say that they are, especially the one who bets on Cao Lingzhi to win, can be said to be losing!

"Hahaha, it's been sent, Sister Ling, we sent it this time~" Huo Yanran didn't have the consciousness of being a county lord at all.

Directly put those silver tickets in their pockets, and those noble ladies looked like they were about to cry.