C62 Part1

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The Northern Yan Kingdom gave equal importance to both Civil and Military talents.

Excelling in either one of those two was an essential requirement for bringing peace and stability to the Country, and as thus, those who excelled in both Civil and Military had in front of them a broad road of possibilities for their future career, that could be used to bring them prosperity and wealth, fame and fortune.

Among these thirty-five young talents, half of them were good in Martial Arts, and the initial competition became more and more intense and exciting.

Swords had no eyes, and injuries will inevitably occur during the Competition.

Therefore, Minister He Guang preached the rules before the start of the Competition:

- If one opponent fell to the ground, the other opponents couldn't act cruelly and keep attacking or raging on them;

- The use of internal force was forbidden;

If someone was injured, the opponent won't be held accountable as long as they didn't injure his internal organs.

The sound of the long swords struck sharply, and the cold light that appeared from the two blades colliding with each other was like snow, adding a bit of coldness to the sultry hazy sky.

In order to obtain victory, one had to beat the other two opponents of his group.

Therefore, in many groups, the two weaker ones would join forces and fight together to eliminate the stronger opponent first!

However, no matter how good the math and strategy was, it all depended on their strength after all.

It was at this time that, the in-house attendant's announcement came from the front:

"Princess Zhaohua has arrived!"

Murong Ci was a bit upset and annoyed,

'She dared to come here late?'

The Emperor Father had asked Princess Zhaohua to attend the two days of Martial Arts Rounds in person, so as to inspire the fighting spirits of those young talents.

Just after the current round had ended, everyone in the Hall bowed to greet Princess Zhaohua, except for Murong Yu and Murong Ci.

As soon as she had exited from her carriage, the highly anticipated Princess walked down, dressed in a gorgeous Palace dress.

Her slender and beautiful hand was gently placed on the wrist of her close court lady Yuan Xiu, slender as a Jade, and carved like the hand of a god, attracting countless lights to herself.

She was wearing a light yellow summer dress, embroidered with silver thread and decorated in the shape of roses.

The bottom of her silk dress was of the same color, wrapped with roses and covered with a thin white gauze.

Her figure was soft and elegant, fresh and carved, with softly shaped shoulders, and a thin waist.

Her appearance was half pretty and exquisite, half soft and fresh, a bit different from her usual noble and gorgeous appearance, and a bit more elegant and beautiful.

The light yellow colors were delicate and beautiful.

Her figure was tall and graceful, and her make-up rouge was superbly beautiful.

She was so beautiful that one dared not look at her directly.

Some young talents looked straight at her with admiration, and others almost gulped out of surprise!

Witnessing the magnificence of the Noble Princess born in the Royal Family, and admiring the delicate and luxurious Princess Zhaohua from up close, those young talents were undoubtedly given a booster, making them full of fighting spirit and confidence.

Those ladies who were admiring the Royal King immediately lowered their heads and eyebrows, ashamed that their beauty, postures, and temperaments were not as good as hers, and all of them wanted to vomit blood out of shame.

Those ladies who coveted the Royal King finally turned their gazes so as not to be compared with Princess Zhaohua.

There was a carved chair beside Murong Ci's chair, which was reserved for Princess Zhaohua, and Murong Ci's chair was between Murong Yu's and Princess Zhaohua's chairs.

Murong Chang led by her close servant, Yuan Xiu, walked close and her eyes fell on Murong Yu's careless and handsome appearance.

If it weren't for him sitting close to her, she wouldn't be happy to watch this boring Competition.

"Prince Brother, this Princess and Sister doesn't have a good view from here.

May I sit here instead?"

She gently asked her Elder Brother in a meaningful way.

In truth, what she wanted to do the most was to have het carved chair moved next to Murong Yu.

However, since she knew that she couldn't directly ask the waiter to move the carved chair over, she asked her Prince Brother instead, to exchange sit with her, so as to get close to Murong Yu, have a chance to talk with him intimately, and watch him from time to time.

How could Murong Ci not understand the thoughts of the Princess Sister?

Murong Ci was about to speak, but heard a low and indifferent voice:

"This King doesn't like the fragrance of rouge make-up, and it makes me feel dizzy."

'Impossible! How come I have never heard of it or seen him dislike the fragrance of rouge make-up before?'

After hearing this, Murong Chang bit her pink lower lip embarrassedly.

Her elegant and delicate face flushed red, then green and white, and finally turned into bright reddish color.

Murong Ci looked at her with affection and pity, but she had no way to help her in any ways.

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END of CHAPTER 62 PART 1

.....................to be continued