Chapter 665

Mo Chuan took a step forward and couldn't help reaching out his right hand, wanting to hold her hand.

"Emperor, this is the inscription this minister's concubine has written. I ask the emperor to take a look."

Chen Ning immediately looked away and looked down. She took a step back and picked up the paper she had written. Her knees slightly bent as she handed it over to him.

Her action was perfect. It was as if he did not reach out to hold her hand, but rather to take the inscription she had written.

Under the gaze of the several hundred pairs of eyes, there was actually no one who noticed this subtle difference.

There were only a few people who knew and Empress Dowager Zhou was one of them.

Seeing Mo Chuan walk down the stage to her side, Empress Dowager Zhou's heart was raised high. She was afraid that her passionate son would act recklessly and do something that would disgrace the country and the royal family.

When she saw her son holding his niece's wife's hand in front of all the ministers, Empress Dowager Zhou's face could no longer be described as ugly. But following that, Chen Ning's natural and unrestrained actions dissolved the awkwardness, letting her let out a sigh of relief.

She secretly patted her chest and thought: It's good, it's very lucky!

She couldn't help standing in the stands and giving a heavy cough to the people below.

Mo Chuan grabbed the inscription she sent to him and slowly opened it. His eyes finally moved from her face to the inscription in his hands.

Because her voice was like a pool of cool water, extinguishing the raging fire burning in his chest, allowing him to quickly calm down.

Especially when he heard the Empress Dowager's warning cough from the stands, he began to remember his identity and how important the occasion was. As the monarch of a country, he could not do anything inappropriate.

"Ting Xuan, you are proficient in both the West Chu and East Qin languages and this inscription was personally written by you, so you can be the judge. Let's see if the East Qin Crown Prince or the Ding Yuan Princess wins this competition."

Mo Chuan gave Chen Ning's handwritten inscription to Ye Ting Xuan.

Ye Ting Xuan bowed as he received it and placed it on the table. He also took Na Mu Cuo's inscription and placed it side by side, comparing it word for word.

Na Mu Cuo was very confident as he stood there with his hands behind his back, looking very spirited. He only smiled at Chen Ning, smiling in an arrogant manner.

Chen Ning slightly looked down, not looking at Na Mu Cuo or Mo Chuan. Her expression was very calm, as if she did not care about winning or losing.

The West Chu people in the stands all stopped breathing. They all opened their eyes wide and their ears perked up, nervously waiting for Ye Ting Xuan to announce the results.

After a while, Ye Ting Xuan put down the inscription in his hands and looked up. His eyes sparkled as he spoke.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, after this commoner carefully analyzed, the Princess Consort should be the winner of this competition!"

Not only could he write the East Qin language, he could also speak the East Qin language fluently. After saying this, he repeated the words he just said in the East Qin language.

There was a sudden uproar from the stands on both sides, as if a basin of cold water had been poured into a pot of boiling oil.

Ting Dong!! "The Ting Yuan.

"Mo"

"Impossible!"