p > Ling Wushuang's slender hand lightly slapped twice on the Fool King's shirt, in exchange for a silly admiration from the Fool King.

"Gone." Seeing that the Silly King was clean, Ling Wushuang put his hands back on his knees.

What Ling Wushuang and Siying didn't know was that when she approached the Fool King, wiped away the tears for the Fool King, and helped the Fool King pat the mud on his body, a flash of light quickly flashed through the Fool King's beautiful phoenix eyes.

Such a light appeared in the eyes of a fool, which had to arouse suspicion.

"Oh!" The silly king responded, his tall figure followed Ling Wushuang's wheelchair side with each step, and said innocently: "Beautiful sister smells so good." ”

"Color!" The two words, which were light and did not have any tone, overflowed from Ling Wushuang's lips.

The Silly King scratched his head, blinked his eyes and leaned over to look at Ling Wushuang who was sitting in a wheelchair, and asked, "Beautiful sister, what is the color embryo?" ”

When the four shadows heard what the fool king said, they all covered their mouths and laughed.

"Walk with your spirits up, don't ask questions." Headache from being asked by the idiot words of the Fool King, Ling Wushuang raised his hand and pressed it on his temple, the corners of his lips opened slightly, and he said a word to the Fool King.

Finding that the beautiful sister was angry again, the silly king quickly pursed his mouth aggrieved and lowered his head to his fingers.

"Lord Wang, Miss, she's not angry with you, don't you want something fun? If we don't rush over, we will be taken first by others later! Qingying saw the grievance in the foolish king's eyes, and comforted him.

"Oh." Listening to Qingying's words, the Silly King's beautiful phoenix eyes flashed with a smile and responded.

……

"Miss, it's here."

Looking at the gathering place of the brocade-clothed and luxurious boys in front of him, Snow Shadow said to Ling Wushuang.

"Why don't you see the ladies of the boudoir here?"

"Miss Hui, the young ladies of the participating provinces, wait until the gong sounds, and then they will rest from the backstage and walk to the front of the stage."

Snow Shadow's words fell, and Ling Wushuang bowed his head lightly, indicating that he knew.

In ancient times, Ling Wushuang was very disdainful of everyone's beautiful style, afraid of showing his head and pretending to be reserved and virtuous, so why did he run out of the mansion and get together with a group of so-called talents, what kind of poetry and writing?

Therefore, it is ridiculous.

Ling Wushuang's sarcastic eyes, like sharp arrows, glanced at the back of the high platform.

"Look, the waste and the fool are coming!"

"As far as the virtues of the two of them are concerned, they are also worthy of participating in the poetry conference, which is really laughing at death."

"Huh? Didn't Prince He warn the Silly King just now? He actually ate the gall of the ambitious leopard, and did not put in his ears what the eldest prince said. ”

"Isn't that a waste to back him up!" The sound of mockery, accompanied by the breeze blowing on the face, entered the ears of Ling Wushuang and the others.

is such a group of Sven scum, and they are also worthy of talking about poetry and rhetoric.

It seems that the atmosphere of this Xuanyuan Dynasty is not very good! Ling Wushuang said disdainfully in his heart.

After sorting out some of the information left in the deity's body in her mind, she took out the words that Qingying had recently said in her ear.

Ling Wushuang learned that the Xuanyuan Dynasty was the second largest on this continent, and every year, like other small countries, it paid tribute to the "Great Qi State", the head of all countries, as required.

Emperor Yongjia, who is in power, is not mediocre, but he is also not very wise.

Otherwise, he would not have allowed the palace servants and the people in the market to bully his stupid son.

The sound of the gong, all the talented women who came to participate in the competition, under the leadership of Ling Yuyan, the concubine of the Jing'an Hou Mansion who won the championship in the last women's group, were pretty and shy, holding a group fan and stool on the stage.

"Yu Yan, Prince Qi is looking at you!"

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