"Xiyue, I love you, don't leave me, don't ......"

That night, the two of them worked together until dawn, and when the sun was high, Ning Xiyue woke up dimly, but there was no Feng Huayin beside her, and only a little temperature told her that last night's events were not a dream.

"County Lord, what are you looking for?" Xiaohe came in with water to freshen up Ning Xiyue, and when she saw that something was wrong, she seemed to be looking for it, so she asked casually.

Ning Xiyue knew that Feng Huayin had left, raised her eyes a little disappointed, and smiled slightly, "It's nothing, I'm just looking for something very precious, but now I've found it." ”

Xiaohe didn't ask much, she took care of Ning Xiyue's grooming in the past, and then put on makeup in front of the prism mirror.

Because today is the second day of Fuchen's envoys to Mu Yue to meet Nalan Ting, there will be a banquet in the palace at noon, and Ning Xiyue, who is the lord of Zhaoyue and the future crown princess, naturally wants to attend.

"Xiaohe, doesn't there be any news from Xiaoru yet?" Ning Xiyue frowned slightly at herself in the mirror, and suddenly remembered that there was a Xiaoru outside the palace, so she asked in passing.

Xiao He lowered his eyes, didn't speak, took the jade comb and gently combed it twice on Ning Xiyue's head, "County Lord, you can personally ask my young master about this later!" ”

Ning Xiyue's dark eyes slipped slightly in her eyes, "Okay, then the county lord asked his cousin personally, but there is one thing you have to understand, Xiaohe, you are now the person of the county lord, and who is the master must be clearly distinguished." ”

Xiaohe was slightly stunned, and the movements in her hands stiffened a little, "It's Miss, the slave knows." ”

She was a little puzzled, but she didn't say anything, and continued to pull Ning Xiyue's hair in a bun and insert hair accessories with some apprehension.

Soon, Nalan Mingyue came over dressed in gorgeous clothes, although the clothes on her head were also gorgeous, but she didn't have the lively and active energy at all.

"Sister Xiyue, let's go! I heard that the eighth prince and the crown prince had a competition in the school field in the morning, and I saw that many people went to the school field, so let's go and see the excitement! Nalan Mingyue looked at Ning Xiyue with a smile.

She had already learned the story of Ning Xiyue and that Feng Hua Yin from Shoukang Palace, although her imperial grandmother didn't want the two to be together, but she thought that the two were a good match.

Yes, after knowing about Feng Huayin's martial arts competition in the school field, she hurriedly came to Lan Ning Xiyue to see, of course, she was also rushing to the excitement.

"What?" Ning Xiyue hurriedly stood up, frowning slightly at Nalan Mingyue, "Let's go, let's go to the school to have a look." ”

She bit her lower lip lightly, took Nalan Mingyue's hand and strode out or even trotted, Xiaohe couldn't care if she could keep up with her.

She knew that if these two people fought, they would definitely not give up, and now was the time for the two countries to get married, and it would be difficult to deal with either thing.

What makes her even more anxious is that neither of them is easily impulsive, but both of them are easily impulsive because of her, and only she can keep the two of them at peace.

At this moment, on the school side, because it is a competition between the crown prince Nalan Shu and the eighth prince of Fuchen, Feng Huayin, it is impossible for this competition to be between two people, but between two countries.

There were already a lot of people standing around, some were soldiers, some were officials who came to see the excitement, and even some noble sons, even Xue Qingyu was among them.

There were even people who made a bet on the sidelines, and there were bets on both, but there was not a single copper plate on the first side of the draw.

"Which of you can win? This son thinks that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can win. ”

"Yes, yes, Young Master Ben thinks so too, but it seems that our Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to be a little weak."

"Okay, okay, a few sons should take a serious look! Until the results are out, no one can say. Xue Qingyu frowned, looked at the two majestic people on the arena without blinking, and glanced at the entrance of the school field again, Xiyue should be coming soon!

"Yes, yes, what Young Master Qingyu said is very true, I'll just wait and see."

In the arena, the breeze blew up the gorgeous clothes of the two, and they also looked serious, the hands under the big sleeves were clenched tightly, eager to give each other a fist, and there was a sense of immortality.

"Eighth Prince, there are some things you better give up! After all, you're in a bit of a difficult situation right now. Nalan Shu raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Huayin.

Feng Huayin's news in Fuchen, he basically knows, as the eighth prince of Fuchen, he has never enjoyed the fairness that a prince should have in Muyue, and he was even deposed after only half a month as a prince, and his princess was wanted, and even more, because there were spies hidden around him, the women who saw him could not recognize each other.

This pile of piles made Nalan Shujue Feng Huayin unable to give Ning Xiyue happiness, all he could give was danger.

"Prince Nalan, what you asked this king to give up is your own woman, just imagine, if you were asked to give up your woman, would you give up?" Feng Huayin's already cold eyes suddenly turned a little colder.

Nalan Shu was slightly stunned and didn't speak, if it was him, he would definitely not give up, just like until now, even if Ning Xiyue was married, he could still accept her.

The two were silent for a while, and the sound of urging the two to start fighting kept coming from below, but the two of them seemed to be deliberately delaying time.

After a long time, the two didn't wait any longer, picked up the long sword on a shelf behind them, and flew quickly.

With a bang, the sound of the two swords collided, and the cold weapon shimmered in the sunlight.

Everyone who looked down applauded, as if the two above were not fighting, but a sword dance in the casino.

It's just that the two people on the field have exhausted their strength, and even use a little internal force from time to time, and after a few rounds, both of them have a thin bead of sweat on their heads.

"Prince Nalan, are you sure we have to continue fighting?" Feng Huayin glanced at the people below, his brows furrowed.

"So what? Prince Ben has this ability. Nalan Shu swung his knife angrily, eager to stab the cold long sword into Feng Huayin's body, but he wanted his identity, and his subordinates still had some affection.

In fact, he didn't want to be treated as a monkey like this, but he didn't look back when he opened the bow, and it just so happened that he also wanted to help Ning Xiyue teach Feng Huayin, a stinky boy, a lesson.

The two fought mercilessly, Xue Qingyu, who was lower, had a dark face, and glanced at the gambling game next to him, why didn't Xiyue come yet, didn't he know the news yet?

Long before what happened, Xue Qingyu sent someone to Zhaoyue Palace, and he watched here, and he even opened the gambling market.

At the same time, Ning Xiyue quickly pulled Nalan Mingyue all the way to run wildly, and finally appeared outside the school field, watching the water that surrounded the school field.

"Get out of the way, this princess and the county lord of Zhaoyue are here, why don't you get out of the way quickly." Nalan Mingyue shouted as she gasped.