I'm afraid that Ouyang shengqian is the only one who can make such a fresh and refined statement about the idea of prying into a corner and openly occupying a wife.

In fact, when Ouyang shengqian did something, Zhao Wanxi was nervous and began to watch out.

Looking at the other side poured wine, frowning, staring at the two glasses, nose slightly moved.

It was a little far away, and only by the faint smell, she could not tell what was in the wine.

But there is one thing that is very firm, that is, it must be no better.

Sure enough, this idea just began to breed, and Ouyang shengqian of that chamber began to speak.

"We have a saying in Xiqi that everything is possible. Now that you and I are both happy with her, how about a fair competition?"

These two glasses of wine are poisoned. One is true, and the other is false. You and I drink one each. Life and death are decided by heaven. How about that? "

"Er..."

At first glance, the tone and the content of the words sound like justice.

Not surprisingly, Zhao Wanxi will think of the duel popular in Europe in a certain century.

Just savor it carefully, and what seems to be wrong?

And fair play?

I'm afraid it's impossible.

Thinking of Ouyang Huajing and Ouyang Changluo's status and treatment in Xiqi palace, Zhao Wanxi can't help but squash her mouth.

Although the action is small, it still falls into Ouyang shengqian's eyes. His disdain makes his eyes deep.

When you look at Leng Jun again, it's very fierce.

"As long as you dare to gamble, no matter who wins or loses in the end, I will give Wanxi a gift, and promise that it is absolutely worth it."

Between the words, Ouyang shengqian seems to be unconsciously turning two wine glasses, but the provocation and coldness in his expression can be seen at a glance.

"Leng junao, dare you?"

is not worth it. Dare, it's not just a person who has the final say.

She is a living person and not an object. Why should she accept this kind of competition?

Besides, her man doesn't need to take that risk at all!

Ouyang shengqian's words, as well as the provocation between the words, made Zhao Wanxi angry.

She couldn't help but step forward, and she was about to yell.

But Leng junao held him, and he still protected him properly. When he looked at the calm man in front of him, he chuckled.

Looking at Ouyang shengqian's eyes, it's like looking at Wang Er fool next door.

Thin lips lift, cold irony is a bit merciless.

"At least, Ouyang shengqian, the famous nine kings of Xiqi, is also in charge of the army Forget a very important thing? "

"What?"

It is obvious that Ouyang shengqian has been immersed in Wuzi's mood. In the face of Leng junao's sarcasm, Ouyang shengqian doesn't respond at all.

The corner of the mouth is hanging a strange angle, eyes are staring at Zhao Wanxi for a moment, just like a pair of affectionate appearance.

I didn't even sweep my eyes to Leng junao.

The little lady of her own family is coveted by others openly. You can imagine Leng junao's mood.

It's cold and full of evil spirit.

"Ouyang shengqian, you must have forgotten that Xi'er is my wife! Three matchmakers and six matchmakers prove that they are married, which is well known in the whole Nanlin world.

So... "

Why do you argue with me and say fair competition?

It's like It's a big joke!