I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 148: Competition and Betting

Princess Qinghe gritted her teeth and said, "He is a refugee from the Yanmen Pass area, who fled to Jinyang."

"Refugees?" Even though Chu Mingzheng didn't care about family background, he got angry when he heard these two words, "No, absolutely not!"

"You haven't even seen him, how do you know he's no match for you?" Princess Qinghe was so anxious she wanted to cry. "His martial arts skills are so powerful that even you and my second brother combined can't beat him."

Chu Mingzheng snorted coldly.

In this world, there are a few people who he cannot defeat, but there is no one who can defeat him.

Adding it all together, if that person had some success in kung fu, it would be enough for him to be a security guard in a wealthy family, and he would never end up living on the streets as a vagrant.

"Don't you dare disbelieve me?" Princess Qinghe slammed her palm on the table and said angrily, "What will happen if he defeats you?"

Chu Mingzheng said, "Don't even mention defeating me. If he can last ten moves against me, I'll agree to your request."

"Okay, it's a deal!" Princess Qinghe directly pulled Chu Mingzheng out.

A man in black stood next to the pavilion. From the back, he looked tall and handsome, but he was wearing a silver mask, so his face could not be seen clearly.

Seeing the masked man, the little girl who had just been aggressive and aggressive immediately turned into a well-behaved and gentle little girl, shyly tugging at the man's sleeve.

"Brother Zhou, my eldest brother is a martial arts fanatic. He wants to learn martial arts from you."

The masked man looked at Prince Ningyuan approaching from a distance and whispered, "Princess, His Highness is still injured."

The voice was very low, obviously not wanting Chu Mingzheng to hear. However, Chu Mingzheng had excellent hearing. He pulled Lu Mingyang and slowly approached the two of them: "No problem, just a sparring match! But sir, should you show your true face?"

The masked man bowed and saluted. "It's not that I'm being rude, but I'm ugly and I'm afraid of disturbing Your Highness... and the Princess."

"It's not ugly!" Princess Qinghe was unable to stop her and hurriedly explained, "It's just a small scar on my face."

"So what!" Chu Mingzheng blocked Lu Mingyang behind him and raised his hand gently.

Princess Qinghe also felt that it was unreasonable not to let her brother see her brother-in-law's face, so she advised: "Brother Zhou, just let my eldest brother see it. He is not the kind of person who judges people by appearance and will not look down on you."

Seeing he couldn't evade the attack, the masked man placed his hand on the silver mask and slowly moved it upwards, revealing the lower left half of his face. A long, narrow scar stretched from his temple to his jaw, a hideous sight.

Chu Mingzheng suppressed his anger and turned around, looking at Lu Mingyang aggrievedly, gritting his teeth and saying in sign language: You are still an ugly freak!

Lu Mingyang also saw the scar and, frankly, found it a bit disgusting. It was truly unacceptable for a princess as beautiful as a flower to marry a refugee with a scar.

If Nian'er found someone like this, she felt that she would want to kill him.

This time, Lu Mingyang stood on Chu Mingzheng's side, sympathetically helping him to calm down, and at the same time, he also replied to him in sign language: Beat him!

It's not his fault that he's so ugly, but he deserves a beating for daring to provoke his precious sister, Chu Mingzheng.

"Yes!" Chu Mingzheng was encouraged by his wife's hint and turned around proudly, "Please come in!"

The masked man bowed and declined, "My skills are limited, I really don't dare to show off my skills in front of an expert."

Seeing her hesitant look, Chu Mingzheng was irritated and snorted coldly, "Why, you don't want to marry my sister anymore?"

"Marry...a princess?"

The masked man looked at Princess Qinghe in panic, "Princess, please be careful with your words. I dare not insult you."

"No, Brother Zhou, don't let your imagination run wild. My eldest brother just wants to compete with you. There's nothing else to it. If you don't want to compete, then we won't compete. Don't be angry!"

Princess Qinghe was so anxious that she twisted her handkerchief, fearing that if she said a wrong word, her brother Zhou would leave her.

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Chu Mingzheng looked at Lu Mingyang, uttered another word in silent language with gritted teeth, and then kicked the masked man in the thigh.

The masked man fell to the ground with a thud, his arms and legs spread out, it was unbearable to look at.

Lu Mingyang's eyes were tearing up. She felt that in his love of revenge, he was somewhat similar to the emperor. However, his revenge was never like the emperor's, using his status and power to oppress others. Instead, it was a bit naive and foolish.

"What are you doing!" Princess Qinghe pushed her brother angrily and hurried to help the masked man.

Chu Mingzheng said angrily: "Is this called kung fu?"

His attack speed was only average, and no one could react in time, yet he still dared to call himself a master.

"You're attacking me by surprise. You're not fair at all. You're despicable! I'm ignoring you."

Princess Qinghe angrily retorted, then carefully helped the masked man up and walked out of the mansion. As she walked, she asked distressedly, "Brother Zhou, does it hurt? Has your wound opened again?"

Lu Mingyang withdrew his gaze and looked at the man in front of him with a strange look: "Your Highness, are you having cramps?"

Chu Mingzheng lowered his voice and roared: "Let her live here!"

Lu Mingyang rubbed his punctured eardrum and warned, "It wouldn't be good if this got out, right?"

"Why are you still concerned about that!" Chu Mingzheng looked over and saw the intimacy between the two. He frowned and said, "What if something goes wrong?"

Lu Mingyang really felt that Chu Mingzheng's worries were unnecessary, as they had only known each other for a few days, but since he was the owner of the palace, he had no choice but to chase after him.

Princess Qinghe also got angry, and Lu Mingyang's eloquence was useless.

"Four girls!"

Qin Xin's voice came, temporarily breaking the deadlock.

She didn't see King Ningyuan and shouted out in joy. Now she realized that she was being rude, so she bowed to Chu Mingzheng from a distance and looked at Lu Mingyang excitedly.

"Fourth Miss, the documents for the eldest lady's inheritance of the title have arrived."

At this moment, the masked man suddenly raised his drooping eyes, with a complicated look in his eyes, but no one saw it.

"That's great! My eldest sister can finally go home and live."

Since he was the Marquis of Chengyang, he should naturally live in the Marquis of Chengyang Mansion. From then on, the Zhongxin Marquis Mansion, which the eldest sister hated, had nothing to do with her anymore.

Lu Mingyang happily asked Qin Xin, "When does my elder sister plan to move back home?"

Qin Xin shook her head: "The eldest lady hasn't said it yet, but it should be soon." The eldest lady had long wanted to stop living in the Marquis Zhongxin's mansion.

"Then when you have the confirmation, send someone to tell me so that I can go back home and discuss the inheritance banquet with my elder sister."

After all, they were in the palace, so Lu Mingyang didn't say anything more. He just reminded Qin Xin of this matter and let her leave.

She turned her head to look at Chu Mingzheng, who was standing proudly in the distance and refused to move, and sighed. She had to continue doing what the master had instructed her to do.

But before she could say anything, the masked man spoke up: "Since it is the princess's invitation, please stay here!"

In fact, when Princess Qinghe heard about the young lady inheriting the title, she was also a little curious, but...

"how about you?"

She looked at the masked man, as if she would never separate from him.

Lu Mingyang smiled: "Of course we live together!"