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[Seven] Fengyuenong 77 Prince forced Su Zhi to kneel (2 more completed)

Youmeng pushed Youji's hand away impatiently, raised his eyes bored, and bowed indifferently: "I have seen Your Highness the Prince."

Youji withdrew his awkward and frozen hand and asked her about her well-being: "I didn't expect you to come to fight incense too. What a surprise, are you okay?"

Youmeng is cold and frosty, and she ignores her: "I'm very good, and Brother Xie cares. But Xiang is fighting for herself. I don't represent the royal family, so everyone knows it."

Su Zhi looked around and clearly felt that the brother-sister relationship was special. Youmeng's attitude towards the prince was too cold and unreasonable.

Youji Yin endured the unhappiness caused by her sarcasm, and still had a forced smile on his face: "The emperor's brother has been watching the game before. You performed very well, and everyone looked at you with admiration, especially when you guess Bai Zhi..."

"Is that right?" Youmeng looked irrelevant, "I think I should be more grateful that the spice I got at that time was not Yilan."

Youji was stabbed into the heart, and the atmosphere instantly frozen. Su Zhi secretly looked at Youmeng with his own light, and found her words intriguing.

Youji finally couldn't help but sink his face and asked coldly: "Little Emperor Sister, do you have to embarrass the emperor's brother so embarrassing?"

Youmeng glanced at him indifferently and gave a tribute to him, "It's my sister who has made a mistake, I'll forgive me. I'll forgive me. I'll have to rush to the second incense match, so I can't accompany you." After speaking, he grabbed Su Zhi's sleeve and said, "Let's go, He Que."

"Slow down!"

As soon as they took a step, they were stopped by Youji.

"Tell me before you leave." You Ji turned his gaze to Su Zhi with a cold look, "Who is he?"

Youmeng seemed to be nothing: "My friend."

The waiter beside the prince immediately scolded: "Bold untouchables, when they see His Highness, they dare not kneel down and salute!"

This made Su Zhi very embarrassed. He scolded him for showing Youmeng's colors. He didn't want to be the reason for finding fault with the prince and implicated Youmeng. Just as he was about to sink into his body, his arm was pulled by Youmeng. Su Zhi looked sideways with a sensitive look. Her hands were filled with an irreversible resoluteness, and she would not let him kneel no matter what.

Youji's eyes suddenly became more intense, and Youmeng's cold eyes were hidden in her sharp eyes. She was calm and unwilling to give in at all.

"The folk incense meeting is not an important occasion. The emperor's brother is virtuous and broad-minded. I believe he would not care about these false rituals." She said neither humble nor arrogantly, "Besides, there are many people here, and the dignified prince makes things difficult for a civilian. I am afraid the scene... is not good-looking."

Youji lowered his eyes and thought to himself, "Okay, for the sake of the little emperor's face, I don't care." He glared at Su Zhi, his eyes full of hostility, "But the emperor is curious about who your friend is, who can make you protect him so much?"

Su Zhi looked at him calmly and calmly. The same was true for Youmeng, but it was even colder than him: "It has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me, but it has to do with the face of the royal family." You Ji said coldly.

Youmeng's eyes sterned, and his expression became deeper due to his depression. "Youmeng has said that participating in the competition today only represents herself and has nothing to do with the identity of the royal family. Since the royal brother is watching the competition, he must know the pseudonym I use." She finished this and nodded slightly, "The next round of incense fighting is about to begin, and the sister said goodbye."

After saying that, he pulled Su Zhi away. Su Zhi hesitated a little, but when she saw her leaving resolutely, he stopped the urge to turn around and subconsciously glanced at the back from the corner of his eyes.

Youji turned around and looked at the two people walking away. His angry eyes were cold and deep and sinister.
Chapter completed!
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