After a while, Lu Gan stood on the top eaves of a teahouse.

There is a bright starry sky above the head, and the missing moon hangs in the sky, casting a bright and clear light.

The cold wind blows on the spring night, making people feel a little bit cold.

In the middle of Zhuque Street ahead, a high-rise building was hung with lanterns, making the surrounding area look as bright as day.

At this time, red cloth had been wrapped around the high-rise building, leaving a large area vacant.

Outside the red cloth, there were crowds of scholars, rich men, swordsmen, butchers, official ladies... and even girls from flower houses.

Many people in the crowd were impatient and clamored to catch the embroidery balls, but were blocked by the city patrol officer.

"for you!"

Zhao Mingyue jumped over, landed next to Lu Gan, and handed over a paper bag of black melon seeds.

"good."

Lu Gan took it, sat down, and stared at the third floor of the embroidered building.

The two began to nibble on melon seeds, waiting for the show to begin.

when!

The sound of a gong resounded throughout the long street.

The closed wooden door on the third floor opened, and several beautiful girls in brocade clothes walked out with gentle steps, lined up on the left and right.

One of the maids in green clothes walked to the railing and said in a clear voice: "Everyone, today is a happy day for me, Princess Lingkui of Nuzhou, to throw a hydrangea ball to choose a good son-in-law. Which young master can catch the hydrangea ball thrown by my princess? They will get married immediately and become the princess's son-in-law riding a dragon. They will be sent to the palace to pay homage to the bridal chamber on the spot. Below, I invite Princess Nightshade."

Hearing the sound, everyone immediately turned their attention to the third floor.

Under the gaze of everyone, a young woman wearing a turquoise blue palace dress slowly walked out.

But seeing her beautiful face, elegant temperament, and a pair of watery eyes that seemed to reflect two bright moons, she was gentle and moving.

The moonlight shines on her Shengxue skin, which is as crystal clear as jade and seems to be glowing.

"As the rumors say, this Princess of Yunze Kingdom is very beautiful. She is as beautiful as water. What do you think, Lu Qian?"

Zhao Mingyue bumped Lu Gan's shoulder with her hand.

"It's really pretty."

Lu Qian's pupils narrowed into a vertical line and he nodded lightly: "However, in my eyes, both Youxue and you are three thousand times more beautiful than her."

"Hehe, just because of your words, I will give you this bag of melon seeds."

Zhao Mingyue's smiling eyes curled up, and she readily placed the melon seeds in her arms on Lu Qian's hand.

At this time, the Princess Lingkui bowed slightly and saluted, and said in a beady voice: "Little girl Lingkui, thank you all for your support."

The sound spreads very clearly and is pleasant to the ear.

After finishing her words, the maid in green clothes next to her took a step forward and said: "Young masters, although we are choosing a husband tonight, the princess does not want to choose a mediocre person who is as timid as a mouse as her husband. Therefore, you want to It takes a lot of effort to catch the hydrangeas at the venue!"

While talking, a guard walked out of the embroidery building and walked around the open space in front of the embroidery building holding a sign.

Everyone looked through the lights and found three conditions listed above.

Wusheng, scholar, Xiaofu.

Suddenly, there was a cheer and commotion among the crowd. I thought it was so harsh, but I didn't expect it to be so simple.

Dang Dang Dang!

Three gongs sounded, and the guards began to let people in.

After waiting for almost half an hour, the large area in front of the embroidery building was instantly crowded with men, both young and old.

"Hey, my Eighth Emperor brother actually came to join in the fun and brought ten royal guards with him. What a shame!"

Zhao Mingyue scanned the crowd and couldn't help but feel surprised.

Hearing this, Lu Qian followed her eyes and found a handsome young man in white clothes, gently shaking a jade fan.

It was none other than the Eighth Prince Zhao Ya.

Behind Zhao Ya is the Chaoyang lineage among the Xuanhuang Seven Lineages, as well as the support of aristocratic families from the three states in Jiangbei. Their power is only slightly weaker than that of the fifth prince Zhao Lin.

"Lu Gan, why don't you go and grab it? This is a princess!"

Zhao Mingyue touched Lu Gan's shoulder, and there seemed to be a different meaning in her smiling eyes.

"not worth it."

Lu Gan shook his head, just narrowed his eyes and spit out three words.

This is the princess of Yunze Kingdom! If you marry her and bring her home, what if one day she thinks of the hatred between her family and the country and secretly plots to poison her?

Only a fool would marry!

Lu Gan's eyes were like arrows, and he kept staring at the red cloth iron plate held by a maid on the third floor of the embroidery building.

Dragon Ball...is right there.

That should be the hydrangea!

"That's weird! The dragon beads are actually placed in the hydrangea?"

Lu Gan frowned and realized something was wrong.

At this time, the maid in green clothes said: "The auspicious time has come! Come, light some incense!"

After the voice fell, a girl brought the incense burner and placed it on the table next to her.

The maid in green said in a clear voice: "When the stick of incense is burned, whoever has the hydrangea in his hand will be the best husband for the princess. In addition, my princess has prepared a dowry, totaling thirty thousand taels of gold, pearls and gems." A box, a box of jade jewelry, over a hundred maidservants, martial arts secrets, earth-level elixirs, etc. Everyone, you can prepare."

The maid in green clothes fell down, and the whole long street immediately started to boil.

The eyes of all the men in the field were shining with excitement, and they were gearing up to catch the ball.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the maid held the hydrangea in front of Princess Lingkui.

Princess Lingkui opened the red cloth and held up the hydrangea holding the red damask brocade. Her watery eyes began to look at the crowd, seeming a little hesitant.

When everyone in the field saw it, they immediately started shouting and shouted:

"Princess, throw it this way! Although I, Li, am a pig butcher, I will definitely have no problem letting you eat meat every day!"

"Don't believe him! Princess, throw it at me and I will sell you cakes to support you!"

"What a beautiful princess with hibiscus growing out of clear water and natural beauty. It's a beautiful night tonight. I wonder if the princess is willing to be with Xiaosheng? Oops, who can kick my ass?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! Who dares to snatch the princess from Pindao? Pindao will never finish with him!"

…

There was a commotion in the field, and all kinds of monsters and monsters came out. Zhao Mingyue couldn't stop giggling and the branches of flowers trembled.

At this time, Lingkui, who was on the third floor of the embroidery building, waved her hand, and the hydrangea flew out and threw it towards the crowd.

That astonishing speed is like a cannonball being fired!

Um?!

Lu Qian's face changed slightly.

This hydrangea weighs at least thirteen thousand five hundred!

The moment the hydrangea was released, someone had already spotted the opportunity and took action first!

"Haha, the hydrangea is mine."

With a wild laugh, a big man in black among the crowd jumped up, like a tiger leaping at the moon, and grabbed the hydrangea hard.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the person flew into the air, he was hit by a hydrangea.

As if being hit by a stone weighing 10,000 kilograms, the man shuddered, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and crashed to the ground.

"Wow! This is not a wedding hydrangea. It's clearly a murder hydrangea! Run!"

When someone saw this scene, they screamed.

Suddenly, a bunch of scholars dispersed, and almost half of the people in the field were gone.

"It's just a thousand catties of hydrangeas! Look at the poor monk's lightning-running skills!"

At this moment, a roar of thunder rang out, and a bald man emerged from the crowd. As fast as lightning, his big hands were like sunflower fans, reaching for the hydrangea that was about to fall to the ground.

"You damn bald donkey, how dare you snatch the princess from a poor Taoist? Look at the whisk!"

The old Taoist priest in black and white robes flashed among the crowd, like a slippery little fish, scurrying to the side of the hydrangea. The fly whisk in his hand was like a white snake, curling towards the hydrangea.

boom!

With a strong impact, the hydrangea was violently knocked into the air and shot out diagonally.

"Hahaha! It's better to come sooner than later! This hydrangea belongs to me, Luo Wanxing, the flying hero in the clouds!"

Suddenly, a snow-white figure flew out of a restaurant in the distance, stepping on the heads of the onlookers and trying to grab the hydrangea.

Unexpectedly, before he flew into the field, a hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed his leg and slammed it on the ground.
To be continued...