Princess Consort Is No Pushover

But Yuan Zhen said so, that must be the case.

He hurriedly said: "Okay, sir, I listen to you. But that ugly horse is very strong this morning, I am afraid that the golden horse can't outrun it."

Yuan Zhen waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, this golden horse is the king of all horses. It must have been very dissatisfied when it lost to an unknown ugly horse in the morning. You see it is very ambitious now, and there is a gleam in its eyes." With a strong sense of competitiveness, it will definitely surpass this ugly horse and avenge itself!"

King Jin rolled his eyeballs dozens of times, but he just couldn't see how competitive this golden horse was.

But he couldn't say that he didn't see it, lest Yuan Zhen underestimate him.

He said: "Okay! Since the master said that this golden horse is powerful, then this king will choose it. Come on, this king will choose this golden horse!"

After King Jin was selected, Chu Xuanchen picked a horse at random this time, and sat lazily on the stand.

He propped his chin with one hand, and looked lazily at the racetrack with an extremely indifferent expression, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

At this time, only a whistle sounded.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the riders clamped down on the horse's belly and pushed forward, and there were bursts of cheering from the stands.

King Jin stared nervously at the racetrack, his eyes on the golden horse.

Yuan Zhen glanced at him meaningfully, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, I saw that the golden horse was rushing forward with all its strength, and it was rushing fast and furiously. It was running like lightning and walking like flying, and it left all the horses behind, including the ugly horse.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the golden horse galloped past like lightning, and finally crossed the finish line quickly, leaving a lot of other horses behind, and it was simply outshone.

Seeing that the golden horse had won, King Jin shouted excitedly: "Great, this king has won again!"

Speaking of this, he put his hands on Yuan Zhen's shoulders, and said excitedly: "Sir, you are really good at predicting things, and I won again after listening to you. I really don't know how to thank you!"

Yuan Zhen said emotionally: "It's fine if the prince wins. The prince doesn't need to thank me. At that time, I had nowhere to go and was regarded as a poor shoe. It was the prince who took me in. Of course, I will do my best for the prince and dedicate everything."

"Okay! Mr. is so powerful, but some people don't know how to cherish it. I still have discernment!" King Jin said, casting a contemptuous glance at Chu Xuanchen.

Chu Xuanchen glanced at King Jin coldly, but still didn't speak, and didn't pay attention to King Jin at all.

Mo Li said angrily: "What is there to be proud of? Isn't it just winning a game? Our prince hasn't taken it to heart yet!"

"Moli, are you envious? Jealous?" King Jin was triumphant, "Fortunately, you don't like Mr. Yuan, so this king was able to pick up this treasure. Today's two games, thanks to Mr.'s great help, this king won It went so smoothly. Chu Xuanchen, do you regret not wanting Yuan Zhen now?"

Yuan Zhen also stared at Chu Xuanchen coldly, with a look of "he is awesome, Chu Xuanchen should regret it".

Chu Xuanchen said indifferently: "Prince Jin, don't be too happy too soon. Misfortune is where blessings depend, and blessings are where misfortunes subdue. It is not certain whether you accept this person, whether it is a blessing or a curse!"

When King Jin heard this, his face was distorted with anger, and he snorted coldly: "Chu Xuanchen, I think you are simply jealous, and this king will not believe your nonsense. You want to provoke the relationship between this king and Mr. The king is not as good as you wish! Sir, let's go!"

With that said, he took Yuan Zhen away.

Seeing their backs, the corners of Chu Xuanchen's lips curled up slightly, and there was a chill in his eyes.