Chapter 3303: Love in Beiliang City: King Leng’s only Favorite Concubine (30)

It's just that people who use the ancient soul incense will become seriously ill and die within seven to fourteen days. Even the imperial doctors in the palace cannot know the reason.

"I know, daddy." Bai Jiaojiao carefully put the ancient soul incense into her sleeve and said, "I won't use it casually, I will only use it on key people."

Bai Jiaojiao's so-called key person is Luo Qingchen. After all, the grievances she just had, in her opinion, are all old and new grudges to be settled together.

When half a stick of incense was being placed in the front, all the show girls present were receiving cards one by one.

The part of me who doesn't know martial arts at all finally chose to give up after struggling endlessly in my heart.

After all, swords have no eyes. Even if they cannot become the most noble women in the world, at least they will have a worry-free life.

But if I accidentally cut my face while performing on stage, wouldn't my life be ruined?

Moreover, they don't know martial arts, so losing is an inevitable result, so there is no need to give it a try.

Although they always looked back at each other every step of the way when they followed their father or brother to leave the martial arts arena, they had no more choice.

And in the end, these are left with more or less martial arts foundation, or maybe they really want to become Leng Qingfeng's concubine.

Therefore, even if they know they will lose, they still want to give it a try.

for what?

Reputation, status, power or love.

Still waiting for Luo Qingchen to figure out why so many people came here.

The two-two fight in the center of the martial arts arena has definitely begun. To be honest, this is the least exciting fight Luo Qingchen has ever seen.

Not only is it not exciting, it is also extremely funny.

Especially the two people who didn't know martial arts were very reserved when they came on stage. After all, they were both women from wealthy families. They didn't dare to make big moves, let alone go on stage to fight with others.

But every time Eunuch Du shouted: "There is still a quarter of an hour left. If the two girls still can't decide the winner, they will both lose."

At this moment, the two women who were originally embarrassed about each other rushed forward and grabbed each other's hair.

For some reason, women always like to pull their hair when fighting. Luo Qingchen couldn't help but chuckle when looking at this scene.

Everyone in the audience who was originally nervous also became happy, and some even shouted: "Come on, come on! Hit her, hit her, pull her hair!"

This kind of scene is not at all like a palace beauty show, but more like a civil war.

Leng Qingfeng, Leng Qingfeng, what exactly do you want to do?

"Time's up -" Eunuch Du's voice suddenly came to mind, breaking the anxious competition on the stage.

Both of them were panting heavily, their clothes were soaked and they were dripping with sweat.

In the end, the woman in yellow was slightly better and won, but judging from her appearance, she probably wouldn't be as good as the second game.

His hair was messy and his face was pale.

After walking off the stage, his brother, the Grand Scholar of the Palace, touched her head distressedly and said, "Ning'er, can we stop competing? I can't bear to look at you."

"Brother, I can do it." Xue Ning sniffed and said, "You also know that I have admired the current King Leng since I was a child. I have studied every one of his poems carefully. He likes stars, and observing the sky has become my biggest hobby. .”

"But……"

Xue Ning said persistently: "Brother, I have been waiting for this opportunity for too long. King Leng has finally been drafted. No matter what the reason is, no matter who he is for, I feel this is the only chance."