Chapter 289

Su Mingyu nodded and said that he was clear: "but my friend also wants to try. If Yu Wang cares that my friends and I steal the limelight, I can help him write some poems temporarily."

Su Mingyu said that he was disgusted with the king of Yu. He was such a proud man that he would rather not show off and would never ask for alms from others.

Sure enough, the next second, Yu Wang resolutely shook his head: "no need."

Su Mingyu narrowed his eyes: "in this case, let's rely on their abilities."

Yu Wang Ning Mei looked at her: "Su Mingyu, what do you think?"

When he asked, Su Mingyu raised his eyes and looked at the king Yu: "what's the meaning of Yu Wang's words?"

"Su Mingyu, why are you always hard to understand?" The king of Yu was cold in his eyes. He could not see the emotion in his dark eyes.

Su Mingyu blinked his eyes and looked at the king Yu with a smile. As soon as he was about to speak, Tang Ziyan stood in front of them: "King Yu, Su Mingyu is the princess of King Ruixian no matter what you say. Isn't it good for you to act like this?"

King Yu's face was originally very ugly, but now he was run by Tang Ziyan, it was black like ink.

"The affair between me and the princess is not up to you, an outsider

The king of Yu was calm and obviously unhappy.

Su Mingyu saw this and pulled Tang Ziyan's arm: "we are all friends. Don't be so fierce. Princess Wu Yurou hasn't started to choose her son-in-law yet? It's not good for you to fight. "

Speaking of this, Su Mingyu also deliberately turned her eyes to Wu Yurou, whose face was also very ugly.

Although Wu Yurou doesn't know what happened here, she can tell from the appearance of Yu Wang and Tang Ziyan that they are fighting for the Su Mingyu in front of her. For a time, her face is even more ugly.

"The next thing to compare is Wu. Since I choose my husband, it's not suitable to see blood. You can stop when you click."

Although Wu Yurou is reluctant, she does not say much in such a situation, and can only simply change the topic.

As soon as he said Wu, Su Mingyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the king of Yu: "the king of Yu has won this game."

Su Mingyu said this when very firm, she looked at the king Yu's eyes also with a smile.

Such Su Mingyu made Yu's face gloomy like water: "thank you, princess, for your kind words."

With that, the king jumped up on his toes.

Su Mingyu looked at his delicate movements and couldn't help but stung his tongue. The king Yu's Kung Fu was as good as he thought.

"Young master Tang, do you want to go up and have a try?"

Su Mingyu raised her eyebrows and looked at Tang Ziyan.

"If I had this Kung Fu, I would not have been reduced to Nanyuan, would I?"

Looking at him like this, Su Mingyu smiles: "that Tang childe this time wants to be the Royal chenglongkuai son-in-law is afraid to be unable."

Tang Ziyan did not insist: "maybe I can arrange the third question for a little use?"

After thinking about it, Su Mingyu squinted and said something in Tang Ziyan's ear. As soon as Tang Ziyan's eyes lit up, he immediately got up and went to the backstage.

Su Mingyu looked at the king of Yu on the stage. There was a flash of light in his eyes, just like a fox.

This game, as expected, did not come out of Su Mingyu's expectation. It was indeed the king of Yu who won.

Su Mingyu took a look at the people who went up to challenge. Although they were all childish brothers, they didn't seem to have a lot of Kung Fu, but they still had one or two steady steps, which looked like a practitioner.

Even such a person was beaten by King Yu three or five times. It seems that the king of Yu is really hiding.

When Wu Yurou announced that Yu won the game, Tang Ziyan came back from the backstage and winked at Su Mingyu.

Su Mingyu's mouth gently raised: "it's a pity that you didn't see the situation that the king Yu was in charge of the pass alone."

Tang Ziyan opened the fan, fan fan: "listen to the outside exclamation, I can probably guess."

"Where have you been?" The cold voice of King Yu suddenly came from behind them.

Su Mingyu's eyebrows were straight when she heard the questions in the words, but Tang Ziyan was very calm.

He squinted at the king of Yu, and then said without salt: "it seems that it has nothing to do with the king of Yu? Do I have to talk to King Yu even if I go to a cottage? "

Hearing Tang Ziyan say so about Yu Wang, Su Mingyu chuckled at her vocal music, but soon she covered her mouth and pretended to be very calm: "congratulations to King Yu."

King Yu glared at Su Mingyu, and after a long time, he cast a deep look: "I think the princess should know that I am bound to win this marriage."

Su Mingyu nodded clearly: "of course, Mingyu didn't want to stop the Lord."

"It's better." King Yu lifted his clothes and sat down.

At this time, Wu Yurou on the stage opened his mouth again: "the last item is bile."

Wu Yurou asked people to carry a number of musical instruments: "we can only choose from among these instruments. Finally, we all make a vote. We are not allowed to vote for ourselves. The winner who gets the highest vote is the winner of this competition."Su Mingyu mouth a Yang, and Tang Ziyan look at each other, both tacit.

This time, the king of Yu didn't do it first. Instead, he sat on the stage and watched the young men with irregular temperament perform.

When Wu Yurou was a little impatient, the king of Yu went on the stage slowly.

A song of high mountains and water, very happy and agile, listen to Su Mingyu can't help but give him a clap.

The king Yu had such a skill.

Su Mingyu raised her eyebrows and patiently listened to a few plays that were OK, but none of them was able to give Tang Ziyan a look of action after his amazing performance.

Tang Ziyan just lifted his sleeve and stepped slowly onto the stage.

When King Yu saw Tang Ziyan, his face sank immediately, and he immediately turned his eyes to Su Mingyu.

Su Mingyu pretended to be innocent and blinked. She said with her mouth. She didn't know anything.

But obviously, Yu Wang and Wu Yurou said with very gloomy faces that neither of them believed.

Su Mingyu can only shrug his shoulders and turn his eyes to Tang Ziyan.

Tang Ziyan chose a very simple guzheng, and then sat down on the ground.

With his slender fingers gently plucking on the string, one by one beautiful melody sounded slowly.

Tang Ziyan specially chose a piece that can make people calm down and listen to it. As his tune gets higher and higher, everyone's mood is also lifted to the highest place by him.

At this moment, the ceiling did not know when a piece of light green as bamboo curtain, has not been reflected by everyone, a gust of wind blowing, carrying a piece of green bamboo leaves flying in the curtain.