Wu Ling has only one thought in his mind now: it's over.

She didn't know why Cheng Guang stopped her, with her past experience, there was a high probability that these unspeakably precious existences for her would suddenly find her, and there would probably be nothing good.

As an outsider, she has never regarded herself as a real princess, a powerful person in the Great Zhou.

In the royal harem full of taboos, Wu Ling has her own way of survival.

Don't listen, don't look, don't smell, be a little transparent in the palace.

In this way, few people deliberately target her, and she has nothing to worry about except living a little poorer.

Wu Ling couldn't understand why she was so low-key and still targeted by Cheng Guang.

just glanced at Cheng Guang, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Cheng Guang's eyes, and at the same time his body quietly took a few steps back.

Cheng Guang smiled.

"Wu Ling, come."

Cheng Guang beckoned again.

Wu Ling saw that he couldn't hide, so he slowly started and walked towards Cheng Guang.

"I've seen the son."

When he got closer, Wu Ling lowered his head and said hello glutinously.

Cheng Guang carefully looked at Wu Ling's appearance, Wu Ling had been keeping his head down before, he didn't see Wu Ling's face clearly, but now after watching it closely, he knew how amazing the appearance of the future Empress of the Great Zhou was.

Since Cheng Guang played the son, Zifu has seen the world, but he has never seen such a beautiful woman.

Wuling is like a pure and flawless little white flower, slim and elegant, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and skin is better than snow, giving people a sense of separation from the world that is clear but not demonic.

Although the appearance is good-looking, this temperament really does not look like the temperament of the future Empress of the Great Zhou, and it seems that her task has been settled.

The corners of Cheng Guang's mouth were filled with a hint of a smile, and he slowly spoke with a sense of immediacy as a big bad wolf coaxing the little white rabbit.

"Wu Ling, have you ever practiced on weekdays?"

"Never." Wu Ling shook his head in confusion, and wondered, "Why did the prince come to me?" ”

Cheng Guang was happy in his heart, he had never practiced?

That's great!

Cheng Guang looked at Wu Ling's fair and picturesque face.

I thought that my punching bag-sized fist hit her in the face, and I guess I would cry for a long time.

Steady! Steady!

Cheng Guang felt a little guilty of bullying the little white rabbit in his heart, and whispered: "Would you like to compete with me?" ”

"Competition?" Wu Ling was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale, and he quickly shook his head, "I, I can't do it." ”

There was a faint worry in his eyes.

"Can't do it? Why not? Cheng Guang didn't think much about it: "Don't worry, I will be measured and will not hurt you." ”

Cheng Guang thought that Wu Ling had never practiced, and he was in a stable situation, so he comforted Wu Ling instead.

Wu Ling's heart sank, he wanted to cry without tears, and said in his heart, why did this noble person have so many things, and he even had to compete with her, a person who had never practiced.

Wu Ling didn't know Cheng Guang's strength, thinking that Cheng Guang was such a noble identity as the prince after all, and the cultivation realm must be very high under the indoctrination of many heavenly and earthly treasures.

Isn't that bullying?

Wu Ling had the idea of refusing in her heart, but she also knew that the Cheng Guang in front of her was the prince of Zhenguo and the favorite grandson of Empress Dowager Li, and she was far from being able to compare with her, the later princess.

She can't offend Cheng Guang, otherwise she might be even more sad in the future.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Ling wanted to cry a little, and there were crystal tears in his bright eyes, aggrieved.

"That'...... Oh well......"

"Shizi, how do you want to compete?"

Cheng Guang looked at Wu Ling's pitiful appearance, thought about it and gave up the idea of hand-to-hand combat, in the introduction of the system's tasks, he only asked himself to defeat the Empress of the Great Zhou, and did not ask for any way to defeat.

In this way, wrist wrestling, the most traditional power competitive game in the previous life, can come in handy.

"Come, stretch out."

Cheng Guang put his hand on the stone table and set up a posture.

"Reach out?" Wu Ling looked at Cheng Guang in surprise, and couldn't understand what Cheng Guang meant by making this action for a while.

Without thinking, Cheng Guang directly stepped forward and took Wu Ling's hand, put her elbow on the stone table, and helped her get in a pose.

Wu Ling's hands were unexpectedly soft, with a hint of coldness, and they were very comfortable to touch, but Cheng Guang didn't pay attention to this at this time.

"Let's compare whose strength is greater, you press your hand down, whoever presses the back of your hand on the table loses, if you win......"

Cheng Guang said, just wanted to draw a big cake for Wu Ling and let her go all out, but the next moment......

Syllable!

The back of Cheng Guang's hand was directly slapped on the stone table with a huge force.

The back of his hand instantly turned red.

Before Cheng Guang could react, he lost.

"Shizi, is that so?" Wu Ling asked weakly, as if he didn't expect that he would press Cheng Guang's hand to the table so easily.

Thinking that Shizi was still strange, he thoughtfully helped her get familiar with the rules and deliberately released the water.

The corners of Cheng Guang's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was a little suspicious of life.

The strength of this girl in front of her is not small.

"Have you really not practiced?" Cheng Guang confirmed again.

"Yes, Shizi." Wu Ling nodded.

Cheng Guang took a deep breath, and suddenly felt confident in his heart.

I guess it was just an accident!

This Nizi took advantage of my carelessness to sneak attack me, an old man in his twenties!

I'm going to get serious this time!

"Then come again, I'll count one, two, three, and we'll work at the same time."

Wu Ling obediently responded.

"One, two, three......"

It didn't take long for the words to fall.

Syllable!

The back of Cheng Guang's hand slammed weakly on the table again.

His face became suspicious of life again.

What's going on?

Hasn't this Nizi never practiced? Why is it so much stronger than me?

Everyone has a starting line, I'm still a man, just such a disdignified second-defeat woman??

"Let's do it again!" Cheng Guang gritted his teeth.

Cheng Guang has played this game with his table countless times, and he thinks that he is still talented, and he has also mastered a lot of skills.

In the next period of time, after Cheng Guang tried his best, he deeply understood that in the wrist wrestler, the absolute suppression power is better than all the bells and whistles.

Smack, smack, smack......

The sound of the back of the hand slapping on the table was endless.

Cheng Guang silently withdrew his hand and said expressionlessly: "Don't play." ”

His hand was hidden under the stone table, and the back of his hand was flushed and trembling faintly.

At this time, Cheng Guang's heart was broken.

It's been acted!

It's definitely been played, where is this Wuling little white rabbit!

It's clearly a big bad wolf, and he's also playing a game of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in front of him!

Obviously, he looks harmless to humans and animals, and he doesn't look like he has ever practiced, but why is this strength so great? ?

Cheng Guang didn't understand, deeply didn't understand.

And when Cheng Guang collapsed in doubtful life, Wu Ling moved his wrist.

The little hand grabbed Cheng Guang's hand tightly, and there was a trace of solemnity in his bright eyes, and he said with a serious and serious face.

"Your Royal Highness, I have learned the rules of this game, then you don't release the water again, let's have a good comparison."

"I don't ask for that much, as long as I win, His Royal Highness the Prince will let me leave."

Wu Ling's words were very sincere, but these sincere and innocent words directly broke Cheng Guang's inner defense.

Feelings, you still think that all the previous ones were warm-ups??

Don't play anymore!

Can't play a little!!

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