The eunuch hugged the tea bowl in his hand, tilted his body to one side, and fell down. However, he still couldn't escape the fate of being injured by the broken bowl. His wrist was also cut by sharp porcelain fragments, and red blood suddenly poured out everywhere.

yes.

Celia curled her lips contemptuously. She seemed to be used to such scenes, and she didn't think it was a big deal if a servant injured his limbs. "Hurry up and carry him down, clean up the blood, don't let him destroy this thing."

The Princess’ Flower Appreciation Poetry Party.”

Many young talents witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

The appreciation that had been attached to Celia quickly turned to surprise, followed by indescribable disgust.

The beauty couldn't help but think about it, she turned against the black scorpion with the poisonous sting. Is there anything more tragic and terrifying in the world?

Celia was also sensitive, and she noticed the changes in the talented people, with a sneer on their wild and gorgeous faces, "What are you looking at? Are all the men in the North Country weak? Are they still afraid of blood?"

One sentence was equivalent to scolding everyone present.

Several talented people put down their teacups, their expressions were stern, and they were no longer as relaxed and happy as before.

Guards had already hurried to Bei Che's side and reported what happened below.

After hearing this, the prince just pursed his lips and smiled. He seemed to have no intention of stopping it. He allowed the princess to make a big fuss in the garden and allowed the group of scholars to become more and more angry.

"Men in the Northern Kingdom are weak? Are they afraid of blood? Princess, don't judge others by yourself, use the personality of the people around you to judge our Northern men." A man in a brocade robe with a gloomy face spoke first. He was

Last year's No. 1 pick, whose surname is Leng, only has the word "nuo" in his name, and is also nicknamed the poisonous scholar. He has a black tongue and a cruel heart. If you mess with him, he can humiliate you to death just by opening his mouth without using any curse words.

, this is a man of great talent, bad temper, and someone who is not easy to mess with. He is proficient in arguing with him, including poetry, poetry, and ancient and modern history. To argue with him is simply to seek abuse. When necessary,

Leng Nuo can also curse in the street like a shrew, using the most hooligan and vicious language in the market.

After everyone got to know him, they walked around him when nothing happened, so as not to accidentally provoke the No. 1 Scholar, make him feel uncomfortable for no reason, and make him vomit blood.

As soon as Celia saw someone standing up, without looking at who it was, she lashed out with a whip. The tail of the whip happened to hit the No. 1 Scholar's cheek, and a trace of blood appeared on that elegant and indifferent handsome face.

He directly exposed his appearance to others, "Where does this madman come from? He dares to talk back to this princess. Wherever he comes from, drag him out and give him two hundred lashes. He will be remembered for a long time."

This time, there was no sound at all in the garden.

The noble ladies, the young talents, the palace maids and the eunuchs all stared at the bloody mark on the champion's face.

Many people have heard of this man's habits.

The prairie princess couldn't find anyone to perform the surgery on, so she chose him directly...

This matter is difficult to solve today.

Hurry and report to His Highness the Crown Prince.

The guard who had just returned sneaked towards Bei Che again, panting from exhaustion, and reported the most timely situation to the prince.
Chapter completed!