The Choice Queen's

TCQ 6: First Round

Li Fengran was suddenly awakened by a group of people who suddenly barged into his palace. Their footsteps were so fast and compact, giving rise to noise.

Xiang Wan first noticed it, but when she was about to prevent it, the group of people had already roused their master by force.

“Nona, everyone is waiting for you in the Linglong hall,” said the oldest servant among others.

“Ling hole, ling what?” muttered Li Fengran.

His life has not been gathered all. His eyes are half open. Faintly, the retina of his eyes caught the shadow of a group of people surrounding him. Li Fengran shook his head, holding a hint of dizziness in his head.

“Ah, have I been moved to another world again?”

“Nona, everyone is already waiting for you in Linglong hall,” the waiter repeated his words.

“Who, who has nothing to do waiting for me this early in the morning?”

“Your Majesty the King and Her Majesty the Queen, also ministers and emissary participants from three other regions.”

Ah, it turned out that Li Fengran still existed in the fairy tale world of Donghao. His determination is round, today he will sleep all day, will not compete. Li Fengran laid down his body again on the bed, pulled out the blanket and wrapped his body like a caterpillar.

The waiter sighed. With a hand gesture, the other servants behind him immediately carried Li Fengran and plunged him into the bathtub that was already filled with water.

Instantly his eyes opened and he turned. The water in the tub was not warm water, but cold water. At this winter temperature, it was tantamount to freezing yourself!

“Wait, are you guys planning to freeze me?” lamented Li Fengran.

“Nona, you must not disappoint Danchuan.”

“I have no connection with the place you mentioned. Xiang Wan, Xiang Wan quickly help me!”

But, Xiang Wan still knew his limits. When facing the senior palace servant, he could not fight back. Moreover, these servants were sent by Queen Donghao.

Fighting it is the same as adding to the problem. Li Fengran would eventually still have to enter this competition even though he was unwilling.

After getting dressed, Li Fengran was taken to Linglong Palace. Along the way, he cursed and kept trying to escape, but always failed because the servants confronted him.

Damn, thought. If he knew this, he shouldn't have gone back to Changsun Palace last night.

“Li Fengran from Danchuan arrive!” the voice of the Minister of Regional Affairs reverberated after kneeling for quite a long time.

All attention was on the figure in dark red clothes who was walking in the middle of the hall, with a full and sneering gaze. Li Fengran did not dare to raise his head and continued to bow while cursing in his heart.

This woman from Danchuan is indeed beautiful, with a dress that is quite striking in color, not necessarily making her appearance look tacky. It makes it look very elegant and sweet.

The one who sneered said that Danchuan was really looking to die. Who was this woman named Li Fengran? Listen, she's not the daughter of Great Lord Danchuan.

Li Fengran was sent to represent Danchuan to the capital because she was the adopted daughter of the much-loved Great Lord Danchuan. Sending people with this kind of temperament as messengers, it felt like it would only cause trouble.

“Your Majesty the King, Her Majesty the Queen,” said Li Fengran, still in a bowed head position.

Kings and Queens in this world, what do they look like?

Li Fengran was curious, after gathering courage, his head was raised. But when his eyes caught the figure of the man he met last night sitting on the king's throne in luxurious and dazzling clothes, the world seemed to collapse on itself. Li Fengran was like being nailed down, then being hit by an enormous misfortune.

Why...why is the head of the bodyguard sitting there?

Nangong Zirui was also shocked when he saw the woman who thought she was the head of the bodyguard and punched her in the face until her nose was bleeding was none other than the noble lady of Danchuan's envoy, who was not a noblewoman, the woman who will also enter the queen selection competition for him! When he recalled how Li Fengran hit him last night, Nangong Zirui became annoyed.

“You!” nangong Zirui.

Li Fengran snarled, turning his face to the side. Damn, picrinya. The person who was mistaken for a tree and the head of the bodyguard turned out to be King Donghao!

Li Fengran not only underestimated him, he even hit his face so hard last night!

Is he really going to face real death this time?

“Does Her Majesty and Miss Li Fengran already know each other?” Ling Sui asked curiously.

The fear within Li Fengran was looming. Here, he was a nobody, and also knew no one. The person he had been holding was a king.

Let alone hitting hard, stepping on the tip of his robe was already a very heavy punishment! Li Fengran really wished that he could disappear at this moment.

Nangong Zirui was silent. If he were to say that Li Fengran had hit him last night, wouldn't it be so embarrassing? His pride as an honorable king would be hurt and it would be a joke all over Donghao.

Ever since he was born and ascended the throne holding the reins of government, he had only heard people praising him, not gossiping about him with ridiculous jokes.

Nangong Zirui cleared a small thud. “No. I don't know him,” he said.

He had only dared to raise his face again, and he was surprised to see Nangong Zirui's facial expression. His eyes stared straight and sharp, as if Li Fengran was a tender prey to eat.

“Then, fine. Since all the participants are complete, then we can start the competition,” Ling Sui's voice softens, her smile breaks.

Is this the true figure of a Donghao Queen that Li Fengran saw in the comics?

The visual imagery is clearly very different. Perhaps, the animator who draws the comics has not had very good skills in describing each character.

Look at this, the woman called the figure of Queen Donghao in front of Li Fengran, was a goddess who descended from the sky. She is very beautiful and very elegant. The image in the comic clearly could not be equated with his real figure!

“Wait a minute, Her Majesty the Queen. Although all the envoys are complete, but we have some complaints. Miss Li Fengran, as the envoy from Danchuan, should have been in this hall before the two Your Highnesses came. He was late until he made His Majesty wait. Miss Li, shouldn't you give us an explanation?” Su Min from Jinchuan spoke up. It was unfair for him to see Li Fengran being allowed to escape just like that after making King and Queen Donghao wait for quite a long time.

“It's okay. After all, His Majesty had no problem with it either. Isn't that so, Your Majesty?”

Ling Sui looked at Nangong Zirui, then a small nod gave an answer to Su Min's question and instantly silenced her mouth.

Li Fengran secretly stole a glance towards Ling Sui. The figure of this woman, Queen Donghao, turned out to have a nature that was beyond her expectations. His face was indeed a bit pale, but the content of his mind was unpredictable. Li Fengran guessed that the rumors of Queen Donghao being a deep thinker seemed to be true.

Li Fengran was then welcome to join the other three women. Occasionally he kept his eyes on Ling Sui, but when his eyes met with Nangong Zirui's strange, deadly expression, Li Fengran hurriedly turned his face away and pretended to look the other way.

In addition, he also noticed three women who were at the same table as him. Their faces look ordinary. The difference in color on their faces and necks made Li Fengran sure that the makeup used on the faces was definitely quite thick.

In his heart Li Fengran clucked. Not in the real modern world, not in the strange fairy tale world, the thickening behavior of makeup to lure people turns out to be the same.

“Then, we will start the competition. The first half was a talent test in the arts..”.

The Minister of Regional Affairs then continued the reading of the competition rules. To reach the position of queen, the four noblewomen from the four regions would be selected in four innings.

The first step is the test of artistic talent. Everyone displays the talent he has in the field of art, can be dancing or playing a musical instrument.

“Does Your Majesty want to participate as a jury?” ling Sui asked Nangong Zirui.

Nangong Zirui nodded. “Can only.”

Su Min, Shen Lihua, and Fei Jia looked nervous, especially after the Minister of Regional Affairs informed him that King Donghao would also be on the jury and witness his performance. The other was with Li Fengran. He was busy thinking of ways to fail in the first half.

If it failed, he should not have qualified for the next round. That way, Li Fengran would naturally be kicked out of the palace and stricken from the list of candidates for the queen.

Art talent test? If he bothered everyone and made them think he had no talent in art, wouldn't that be fun? Li Fengran silently revealed his smile.

“First review. Su Min from Jinchuan.”

The assessment of the first participant, Su Min from Jinchuan, began when the Minister of Regional Affairs finished his words. Su Min advanced to the middle of the hall.

Some of the musicians came in, played musical instruments in their hands. Some dancers with gleaming bodies also appeared.

Su Min stood in the middle, not knowing when he had changed his clothes. He started plucking the guqin strings that he placed in front of him. His smile flashed, occasionally stealing glances at Nangong Zirui.

Rousing applause echoed in the hall as Su Min's music game improved over time. The music started to peak, and when it came to its climax, everyone present in the hall except Li Fengran and Nangong Zirui stood up in appreciation. Su Min smiled shyly, saluted then sat back down.

“Miss Su's game from Jinchuan is indeed good. The groove of guqin is like a calm river flow in the middle of the forest,” praise one of the ministers accompanied by an agreed reaction from others. Li Fengran screeched, muttering inwardly: “Cih, it was more like music in the entertainment place.”

“Second review, Fei Jia from Mochuan.”

Fei Jia advanced to the center of the hall, taking out a bone-white flute from the side of her clothes. He blew it, bewitching everyone with a melodious flute sound.

Except for those two people, it was all like they were in a bamboo forest rustling in the gentle wind. Again, Li Fengran murmured: “This is bedtime music.”

“Third review, Shen Lihua from Zichuan.”

Shen Lihua, the most beautiful among the other two people featured a pipe game. The inscription of the strings shook the subconscious of the people, leading them to drift into an untouched realm of imagination.

His wiggly fingers played agilely between the not so many pipe strings. The song he plays touches the soul of every listener. Among these three musical art displays, Shen Lihua is among the best.

But, Li Fengran still also screeched in his heart, “This is better. I thought he'd get the highest score.”

“Fourth review, Li Fengran from Danchuan.”

Nangong Zirui turned his lazy expression into seriousness. He just wanted to see what tricks the brash woman would use to captivate the jury. Li Fengran walked leisurely into the middle of the hall. Some are staring with interest, some are underestimating.

“Nona, what music do you want to present?” ask the Minister for Regional Affairs.

“I can't play music.”