Chapter 1844 The Assassin Wife of the Nanzhao King (25)

Luo Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and her originally cold hands were instantly surrounded by scorching heat.

Nan Yisheng's palms were very warm, and when he held her tightly, she could feel her position in his heart.

It was a kind of overbearing possession.

"No matter what happens later, you will sit on the high seat, and you are not allowed to come down or run around." He said this in a serious tone.

After all, he is the crown prince of the dynasty, and everyone in the martial arts conference wants him to be injured, or even to die.

"Got it!" Luo Qingchen nodded obediently, with a sweet smile on his lips, and said: "I will definitely sit on the high platform honestly, and I will never let you worry."

"So obedient?"

"Of course!" Luo Qingchen blinked at him and said: "As long as you look in my direction occasionally!"

Suddenly wanting to act coquettishly with Nan Yisheng, maybe he would be moved suddenly, and her favorability would rise.

"Okay!" He nodded, took her hand and came to the center and said: "Father, this is the Crown Princess that I want to marry!"

The King of the South looked Luo Qingchen up and down at a close distance, and then nodded with satisfaction and said: "Very good, very good."

Luo Qingchen bowed deeply, and when he looked up at the King of the South, he was inexplicably nervous.

I always felt that there was an unusual emotion in his dark eyes, but she didn't quite understand this emotion.

After the ceremony, Nan Yisheng took Luo Qingchen's hand and sat on the high platform. As soon as he sat down, Nan Yiyong spoke!

"Second brother, I heard that your martial arts have improved a lot this year. As your younger brother, I have never practiced with you!" Nan Yiyong stood up suddenly and stretched his muscles and said: "Why don't we compete in the first game?"

Nan Yisheng frowned slightly, he knew that he had no chance to refuse.

I wanted to delay the fight to a later time and think about countermeasures in the middle.

But now, his third brother might not intend to give him a chance.

He turned his eyes and glanced at Luo Qingchen who had already started eating snacks and drinking tea, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

She is really a little girl. She might really think that this is just a "stop at the right time" game.

But only he knows that Nan Yiyong will definitely not let him go.

"Since the third brother said so, the second brother can't refuse the kindness." Nan Yisheng slowly stood up and walked slowly towards the center of the martial arts field.

There were different weapons on the left and right sides. Nan Yiyong directly took a long sword, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Finally, there was a chance to be on the same stage with the so-called Crown Prince! In his eyes, this prince with no martial arts value was not worthy of being the Crown Prince at all, but the King of Nan was partial. No matter how many achievements he had on the battlefield, he never shook his choice of the Crown Prince in his mind.

He was not convinced! Not at all!

Now, he finally waited for this opportunity, and he would definitely perform well! He wanted to tell the King of Nan that only with unparalleled martial arts could he rule the country and become the king of Nanzhao!

"Second brother, haven't you decided what weapon to use?" Nan Yisheng stood in front of him with a long sword in hand, a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

In his eyes, Nan Yisheng's martial arts could not be compared with his.

What he wanted to do was to defeat her in three seconds and make him completely lose face!

Nan Yisheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes. His patience... was enduring Nan Yiyong's sarcasm.

He had to endure it because he had more important things to do!