on it. I had to put in a lot of effort to hold him back. And now look, he forced himself so hard that he got internal injuries and even threw up blood.""Oh, I really have no other choice. I can only g...Zhao Tianqi took a deep breath, anger burning within him but he had to maintain the decorum of a prince. Moreover, he absolutely didn't want to offend the Northern Border Nation.

Gritting his teeth, he swallowed hard and said, "Thank you both for your concern. The Southern Border Kingdom does not need to borrow money from either of you. This wager, I change it to ten thousand taels of gold!"

Raising an eyebrow, Shangguan Jinghong looked at him with a hint of surprise, "Your Highness, the Prince of Nanjiang, don't push too hard."

"...Don't force it!" Zhao Tianqi gritted his teeth, almost squeezing out these words.

After a storm of lending money, with Jun Liye and Shangguan Jinghong as the starting point, everyone took out their silver to place bets. Most of them bet on Lan Xin Yao winning, who could blame them, she had the strength backing her up.

Given Su Qingying's previous discussion about poverty, everyone carefully weighed the amount of silver they were willing to contribute.

Xuan Yuan Luocheng, being the emperor of a country, spoke with great authority and immediately wagered 100,000 taels of gold. Just like Jun Liye, he bet on Lan Xin Yao's victory.

Watching the pile of silver representing Yaoyao's victory grow into a small mountain, Su Qingying didn't mind her meager winnings at all. A smile stretched across her face all the way to her earlobes. Humph, the more silver you bet on that side, the sweeter my victory will be!

"Since the bets have been placed, Princess Dongyue, please begin!" Xuan Yuan Luo Chen's pair of sinister eyes fell heavily on Su Qingying. He wanted to see what tricks she could play!

"Good." A brilliant smile curved Su Qingying's lips. The golden light covering the ground seemed to lose its color in an instant, her beauty breathtakingly stunning.

She walked straight over, drawing curious glances from the crowd as she leisurely approached Jun Li Ye's side. A sly smile flickered in her Shui Qiu eyes, "Prince Regent of Beiling, would you be so kind as to dance with me"

She wasn't afraid that Jun Liye would refuse her. Later, she planned to dance the tango, a dance with very strong ups and downs. She was looking forward to seeing Jun Liye, this demonic figure, dancing this sensual dance.

Xuan Yuan Luo Chen's face darkened, his eyes fixed on the two of them, his bottomless pupils reflecting a growing chill.

Su Ziyi's brows furrowed, but he was too late to stop Su Qingying. His eyes worriedly scanned over this way.

The audience was in an uproar. What kind of identity did Jun Liye have Wasn't Su Qingying being too bold

Some gasped at Su Qingying's boldness, others worried for her safety, and still others hoped Jun Liye would give her a lesson. For a moment, everyone leaned forward, their eyes glued to the scene.

Jun Li Ye raised his eyes to look at her, he didn't expect her to be so bold. An invisible pressure surged towards Su Qingying, making people feel oppressed.

Su Qingying knew he was angry, but she wasn't afraid. She stared into his piercing gaze and gave him a provocative smile, her alluring red lips moving slightly. Jun Liye understood her lip movement and his face turned black instantly.

This damn woman is threatening him with an antidote!

"Little lass, this palace is no worse than that black-hearted Night. Why did you only invite him and not this palace Too biased, aren't you" Shangguan Jinghong struck a pose like Xi Shi holding her heart, accusing her of favoritism, but those peach blossom eyes were clearly watching the two of them with amusement.

Su Qingying glanced at him contemptuously, “Who told you to put down the silver without Jun Liye’s amount And your aura doesn't match my dance either!” Turning back to look at Jun Liye, Su Qingying raised an eyebrow, "How is it Aren't you afraid of losing face"

"Hmph!" Although she knew it was a ploy to provoke him, Jun Liye couldn't help but agree, letting out a cold snort.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he slowly stood up and followed Su Qingying to the center of the stage.oked at his older brother with great sympathy. He really wanted to laugh, but he couldn't bear it. He lowered his head and his shoulders shook violently. From time to time, he could hear a suppressed,...