The Aloof Prince Pampers His Wild First Rate Consort

There was a burst of sighing from the bottom, and it was certain that there would be no fool who would not bet on Mu Lingzhu, but two suddenly appeared.

Especially the people from Mu Xiangfu who were already sitting at the bottom felt annoyed in their hearts.

At this time, Mu Xiang had already taken his seat away from the center of the ring. After seeing someone betting on an empty basin, he subconsciously looked towards the second floor.

But at this time, the gauze curtain was put down on the second floor, and only a man and a woman could be vaguely seen sitting there, and the others could not be seen any more.

Hmph, I don't know what it means! Mu Xiang snorted coldly, then took a sip of tea and waited for the match to start.

...

On the second floor, Mu Yunjin clearly caught the anger flashing in Mu Xiang's eyes downstairs, and her eyes were slightly curved with a smile.

It seems that you don't just hate Mu Lingzhu. An indifferent and probing voice came from the side.

When Mu Yunjin heard this, she raised her eyebrows slightly, then unceremoniously picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table in front of her, lifted a bit of the veil, and took a bite of the cake.

Well, it tastes good.

On one side, Ding Xian stood there, twitching the corner of his mouth slightly, and subconsciously glanced at the master who was directly ignored.

I sighed in my heart, where did this strange woman come from?

Just as she was about to remind Mu Yunjin to be careful, she saw Mu Yunjin turned her head to look at her master, her lips slightly parted, You didn't bet on Mu Lingzhu just now, don't you also hate members of the Mu family?

Mu Yunjin was somewhat curious about the man in front of her. There were many hidden guards around him, which made her always on guard and did not dare to relax completely.

here we go.

An indifferent voice came from one side, and Mu Yunjin glanced at the person beside her from the corner of her eye, her eyes showed a trace of disgust, as cold as a piece of wood.

If it wasn't for the excellent location on the second floor, she wouldn't bother to pay attention to this man.

It's boring.

Ding Xian really wanted to throw away this woman who was extremely disrespectful to his master, but his master didn't seem to mind this woman staying here, so he didn't want to do anything rashly.

It's really strange to say, what the master is singing today, unexpectedly left such a woman sitting here to watch the game with him, what a ghost.

...

Downstairs, the arena was already full of people, and Mu Lingzhu stood in the center with a gentle smile on her face, and her eyes were full of pride and pride.

This year's Essay Contest, the title bestowed by the emperor is 'Ming Jun'. Please express your opinions in order, and the one who stays at the end will be the leader of this Essay Contest.

When the old man who presided over the Douwen Contest finished speaking, there was an uproar, and there was a lot of noise.

On the second floor, when Mu Yunjin heard this question, she gave a cold snort, tapped her fingers on the table lightly, feeling a little impatient in her heart.

I thought there would be some wonderful topic, but it turned out to be a competition for flattering!

Really overestimated this fighting essay contest.

However, she didn't come here today just to watch the game, she had something important to do.

After thinking about it, Mu Yunjin smiled mischievously, took out a cloth bag that had been prepared from her sleeve, and slowly untied it.

Take out a white pill and a slingshot from it.

Mu Yunjin's series of actions all fell into the eyes of the man beside him, and the black Ruyu's eyes moved slightly.

After putting the pill on the slingshot, Mu Yunjin tugged lightly, picked up the slingshot, aimed at the position where Mu Lingzhu was standing underneath, and aimed—

At this time, on the ring stage on the first floor, some literati who came to participate in the competition were describing the Ming Jun they knew one by one. When it was Mu Lingzhu's turn to speak, no one noticed. , A small thing flew out.

Before Mu Lingzhu opened her mouth to speak, Mu Yunjin flicked the white pill, and the pill landed on Mu Lingzhu's body accurately, turning from a formed pill into a pile of powder in an instant. It sprayed on Mu Lingzhu's body.

After listening to the previous person's explanation, Mu Lingzhu was about to speak with a smile, but suddenly her brows frowned, and she began to frantically grab her face and neck with her hands. With a neat bun, he grasped his scalp vigorously with both hands.

ah--

It's so itchy—

Mu Lingzhu screamed, and everyone below stared wide-eyed. Looking at the scene in front of them, what happened to Miss Mu's family?