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Chapter 1843

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Although Nan Yisheng didn't allow her to go, she still went the next day.

She even got up early and used the silk, satin, gold, and silver that Nan Yisheng gave her to dress herself up.

After an hour of dressing up, she looked at her devastatingly beautiful face in the mirror and couldn't help but smile.

Qiuju and Dong 'er, who were standing to the side and helping her tidy up her hair, couldn't stop talking.

"Wow! Looking at Little Chen now, I suddenly feel that you and His Highness are a match made in heaven! "

"Yes, yes! A talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven! "

"That day in the side hall, Lan Yuting used so much face powder, but it still couldn't hide the dark yellow color of her skin!"

"I think so too, and she even put on red lipstick!"

… …

"When you two flatter each other, it's really …" Luo Qingchen shook her head and said, "It gives me goosebumps all over!"

"That's because Little Chen is really good-looking!" Qiuju looked at her with a fangirl expression and cleared her throat. "Crown Princess, are you planning to go and cheer for His Highness?"

"This mouth of yours!" Luo Qingchen raised her right hand and tapped her on the head. "It's like eating honey …"

It had to be said that in this palace full of strangers, Qiuju and Dong 'er had given her a lot of warmth.

Sometimes, simple companionship was better than many things …

The martial arts arena.

This was a specially built arena in the palace for the princes to spar with each other every year.

Luo Qingchen wore a jade-colored whirlpool blue dress. Her hair was combed into a luan bun, and a magpie hairpin was inserted into the top of her head. She slowly walked towards Nan Yisheng.

When the breeze blew, peach blossom petals mixed with snowflakes fell to the ground.

She smiled faintly at him, and he couldn't help but panic.

But in the next second, he frowned with worry. He clearly told her not to come, but she still came.

After all, this was a place of real swords and spears. What if the swords had no eyes and she got hurt …

At the same time, all the princes looked in the direction of Luo Qingchen. Everyone's eyes flashed with surprise.

There was actually such a beautiful woman in this world, and this woman was originally just a palace maid.

It was simply unbelievable …

Prince Nan looked at Luo Qingchen for a few seconds and nodded with satisfaction.

As expected of someone with status, regardless of whether it was her beauty or her temperament, she could outshine the crowd wherever she went.

Luo Qingchen quickly glanced at them, and her eyes finally fell on Nan Yisheng's third brother, Nan Yiyong.

He was also looking at her with an inexplicable sense of admiration.

After all, everyone had a love for beauty.

However, the eyes of the woman sitting beside him were filled with hatred.

Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes and remembered who this person was.

Wasn't that Lan Yuting, who had argued with her in the side hall before? It seemed that she couldn't hook up with His Highness the Crown Prince, so she immediately turned around and found Nan Yiyong.

Today, she also came with Nan Yiyong to participate in the annual 'Martial Arts Competition' of the Nanzhao Kingdom. She should be his favorite.

Luo Qingchen withdrew her gaze and stood beside Nan Yisheng. She looked sideways at him and winked, "Your Highness, I'm here to cheer for you!"

"Didn't I tell you not to come?" He frowned slightly, and his eyes were filled with obvious worry. His tone was gentle and somewhat helpless as he said, "You're really worrisome."

"Since I'm going to be your Crown Princess, shouldn't I fight side by side with you?" She pursed her lips and gently shook his sleeve with her right hand.

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