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Fleeting Youth Lan Xiao Jiu 31950K 2022-07-20

Seeing her weird expression, Xiao Qingqian was in an extremely good mood.

He pinched her nose. ”No pain at all?”

It was unknown whether it was because he always asked her if she no longer hurt for another reason or if it was a normal sentence but when Wei Qing heard it, her face actually flushed red.

”Why is his face so red?”

Wei Qing pinched her thigh, ”What do you think?”

He smiled. He could tell at a glance that she was thinking of something else.

After two more days of nurturing, the great talent competition between the four nations officially began.

The first day of the competition was between the Dancing and Zither Techniques of the female group. Wei Qing, as the spectator, sat with Xiao Qingqian on the seat of the North, stretching his neck and looking down.

”I didn't see Tian Sisi!” Wei Qing frowned.

”You want to see her that much?” Xiao Qingqian asked with his mouth stretched tight.

Wei Qing pursed her lips, ”I was purely afraid that she would cause trouble.”

The Old Emperor, the Queen and the empress dowager sat in the middle, while the rest of the guests were respectively Chu Yin and He Yue from the Southern Kingdom, Long Xiaotian and Duke Fu Wei from the Xie Jing, as well as Felerol.

Long Xiaotian had been faintly discernable this whole time as he stared at Wei Qing and Xiao Qingqian, his venomous, sinister gaze causing Wei Qing to feel uneasy in her heart.

Xiao Qingqian held her hand, ”Let's focus on watching the performance below the stage. The dance for the four nations' competition is truly a consummate technique!”

Wei Qing forced herself to ignore Long Xiaotian's gaze, and looked down the stage with interest.

This dance and music competition used the PK system. The drawing of lots would decide who the opponent was. The winner could fight in the next match, while the loser had to fight in the next match, eliminating five opponents.

The East Mausoleum girl was dancing on top of a bowl. Her dancing skills were so beautiful that it would make people gasp.

The Xie Jing girl was dancing towards Shui Xiu Wu. This scene reminded Wei Qing of Tian Sisi.

It was very obvious that Xiao Qingqian was also thinking about Tian Sisi. He glanced at Wei Qing from the corner of his eyes and cleared his throat, wanting to interrupt her train of thoughts.

Wei Qing shifted her gaze onto his face, ”A guilty conscience.”

His forehead was twisted into a lump. ”How am I guilty of being a thief?”

Wei Qing snorted, and continued watching the stage.

Someone passed a bag of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs over. Wei Qing frowned and looked behind her. When she saw her father's gentle gaze, she felt warmth in her heart.

Wei Qing peeled off the chestnuts, but without the divine weapon, it was hard to peel off the chestnuts.

Just as he was about to take out the dagger, Xiao Qingqian received the chestnut in her hand, quickly peeled a few chestnuts off and pulled her hand over, placing the peeled chestnut on her palm.

Although Wei Qing was very happy in her heart, her face was still sullen.

Xiao Qingqian did not question her further. One of them was peeling chestnuts, the other was eating chestnuts. As for what had happened, Wei Qing did not know.

When the Xie Jing girls finished dancing, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

Just listening to the applause was enough to determine who the winner would be.

Wei Qing sighed, ”The women of Xie Jing sure have all sorts of bewitching looks!”

”Jealous?” Xiao Qingqian asked softly.

Wei Qing curled her lips, ”What's there to be jealous about?”

”I'm not jealous. What were you sighing about just now?”

”Alright, I'm jealous. Are you satisfied?”

Xiao Qingqian smirked, ”It's so beautiful.”

Wei Qing watched the performance below and felt as if her mouth was stuffed with chestnuts.