"Rong Xiu, you let me again!"

She heard her own angry voice in her head.

"One day, I can win you without your concession!"

The young man in front of him leaned back on the chair, picked up the ginger tea next to him with one hand, narrowed a pair of deep phoenix eyes slightly, lazy and stretched, and said slowly:

"Okay. ”

The voice is low and pleasant, like the wind sweeping the strings.

As he spoke, the cup of tea had been brought to his lips.

The thin crimson lips lightly cover the white jade porcelain rim.

"Hey—Rong Xiu! That's my tea!"

She swept her eyes, only to see that he had taken the wrong cup, and hurriedly said.

Rong Xiu paused, his eyes raised slightly.

The originally cold eyebrows and eyes seemed to be dyed with three warm colors in an instant.

It is like the riverside in the evening, the sunset sets, and the brilliant afterglow is reflected in the water, creating a color of heaven and water.

"Oh?

Between his lips and teeth, a few vague syllables came out, and there was a faint hint of a smile.

Just when she thought that he was about to put down the teacup, she suddenly saw that the man in front of her had sent the cup forward again, and his lips moved slightly, and he gently folded the remaining piece of extremely shallow rouge.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she froze in place for a moment.

Even if she was cunning in her daily life, she didn't expect him to do this.

He took a sip of his tea, and then slowly put the teacup down.

On the lip flap, because it is stained with tea, it looks extraordinarily moisturized.

Chu Liuyue's face suddenly turned red!

The blazing heat swept over her, engulfing her almost instantly!

He seemed to be unconscious, and his sword eyebrows were slightly raised.

"It turns out that you drink ginger tea every day. ”

Chu Liuyue seemed to have finally found her voice and snorted softly.

"Ginger tea is bitter, so you have to drink other people's tea, this time it's bitter, right?"

"Oh?"

Rong Xiu leaned with one hand and looked at her with a smile.

"I think this tea is sweet and delicious, and the others are not as good as one of the ten. ”

Chu Liuyue finally couldn't sit down and stood up suddenly.

"I suddenly remembered that there was still an air sword that had never been cultivated, so I went back first. ”

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Rong Xiu stared.

She was walking down the path on the cliff, her steps were light, and her light-colored dress flew like a butterfly.

The green silk is flying, smart and lively.

After walking some distance, she suddenly stood still, and looked back at the top of the cliff.

Rong Xiu seemed to have expected it, picked up the teacup, and saluted her from afar.

"If you want to give you advice, Rong Xiu is always waiting. ”

The woman suddenly disappeared at a faster rate.

The corners of Rong Xiu's lips were raised, and his smile was slightly deep.

On that day, the weather was clear and the wind was smooth.

A man dressed in white sat in the pavilion on the cliff, leaning lean, and the mountain wind rolled up the corners of his clothes, floating like a fairy.

And he has a cup of tea in his hand.

Bitter and sweet.

......

Those scenes faded away.

Chu Liuyue's eyes gradually focused.

Everything in front of me comes back into view.

She opened her mouth.

Rong Xiu's eyebrows moved slightly, and there seemed to be waves in his eyes.

"Miss Dugu, what's wrong with you?"

He lowered his voice, but with a subtle calming power.

Chu Liuyue finally came to his senses completely.

She closed her eyes and looked at Rong Xiu not far away.

At that time, neither Rong Xiu nor her seemed to be very old.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, they still have the unique youthfulness and vigor of a teenager.

They must have known each other for a while.

I haven't remembered exactly how long it was, though.

However, she clearly remembered her violent heartbeat at that time.

It was the first time, my heart was pounding, my head and face were hot, and I was at a loss.

But with an indescribable subtle joy.

It was about that time, or earlier.

She already liked the man.

I don't know how much time has passed since then.

But they're finally back together.

......

Chu Liuyue's eyes flickered and he shook his head.

"It's fine, just remembering something. ”

She raised her chin slightly, raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"At this level, I should be the first, right?"

There was silence.

Everyone looked at the woman standing in the middle of the hall, and they were still in a trance for a while.

That's it... That's the number one!?

Before, so many people couldn't ask His Highness to make a move, but she not only did this, but even - and won His Highness!

The corners of Rong Xiu's lips hooked slightly, and he smiled a little.

"You are number one, and you deserve it. ”

......

Jiang Zhiyuan broke her delicately trimmed nails.

A strong tingling sensation came from her fingertips, making her face even paler.

But these feelings, compared with the depression and unwillingness in my heart, are not worth mentioning.

How so?

The first should have been hers!

From the beginning to the present, she never doubted that she was the most outstanding one here, and the most suitable and qualified person to become a princess.

She took it for granted, so she didn't have much pressure all the time.

It wasn't until this time, when she was robbed of the first place by that Dugu Yue, that she finally realized: there are people outside the world!

The position she thought was within reach wasn't that secure to sit in!

In fact, if the women of other tribes had won her, she would not have been so uncomfortable.

She would rather let Pei Pei and the others win, rather than see Dugu Yue standing in the middle and becoming the focus of everyone!

Because Rong Xiu treats her, it's obviously different!

Jiang Zhiyuan's heart swelled with an unprecedented sense of crisis!

As soon as Jiang Hetian turned his head, he saw Jiang Zhiyuan's embarrassed and aggrieved look.

He frowned.

Even he didn't expect that this first would be snatched away by Dugu Yue, who was killed halfway!

Zhiyuan must be very uncomfortable in her heart.

She is used to being proud, how can she be willing to accept such a result?

"Zhiyuan, don't worry, this is only the first level. After that, if you work hard and give full play to your strength, you will definitely be able to get it back!"

Jiang Hetian patiently relieved.

"But she won the first place..."

Jiang Zhiyuan muttered.

"What about the first? Could it be that Yun Tianque can really let such an unidentified woman ascend to the throne of the princess?"

Jiang Hetian is very confident.

As long as Rong Xiu weighs the severity, he will definitely leave the position of princess to them Xianshui Mausoleum.

As for the rest... Those lowly concubines and other identities, he can choose people at will.

None of that matters.

As he was talking, he glanced at it and saw blood dripping down Jiang Zhiyuan's palm, and he was shocked:

"Zhiyuan, your hand—"

Jiang Zhiyuan came to her senses, subconsciously leaned her hand back, gritted her teeth and said:

"I'm fine. Daddy is right, I'll take the first one back!"

She will never let that Dugu Yue be in the limelight again!

Thinking of this, she raised her eyes to look at Rong Xiu.

"Your Highness, the first level has ended, then, let's start the second level directly!"

In this second level, she must win!