Quickly wear the heartthrob: Peach Blossom Beauty Fululai

At this time, Old Prince Shen took out a string of pigeon blood red beads of excellent quality from the jade box and compared it with the one he was wearing. "Would it be better to wear this one?"

Shen Qingjiao laughed and couldn't help but said, "Grandpa, no matter what you wear, you are the most handsome in the audience."

Hearing this, Old Prince Shen felt relieved and threw the pigeon blood red beads back into the box. "That's it, I won't change it."

The butler wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, the second young lady successfully persuaded the old prince, otherwise, who knows how long the old prince would have to suffer.

Old Prince Shen and Shen Qingjiao rode in the palace's exclusive carriage, with their entourage on horseback leading the way, and headed to the Equipment Refiner Conference in a grand procession.

An hour later.

Shen Qingjiao got out of the car, walked into the dedicated channel for contestants, showed the letter of recommendation to the qualification review specialist, successfully entered the competition venue, and stood aside waiting for Old Prince Shen.

Old Prince Shen was about to walk into the judges' special passage, but when his peripheral vision caught sight of a figure, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

He rushed forward, his tone extremely mocking, "Oh, your clothes are really bad. Why did you choose this dress? From a distance, you don't look like a human, but more like a salted fish!"

Shen Qingjiao was stunned, then followed the gaze of Old Prince Shen.

He was a man wearing a moon-white robe with cloud patterns. He had a stern look in his eyes and his clothes seemed ordinary and unremarkable.

But Shen Qingjiao could see clearly that there were dozens of high-grade magic arrays carved on the robe, which was definitely worth a lot of money and not something that ordinary people could afford.

The man was stunned when he heard the words. It took him a while to react and he was so angry that he was shaking all over.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Old Prince Shen, his voice was exasperated, "Old Shen, what did you say??? Say it to me again!"

He chose for a long time before he picked out this simple and practical white robe, which was low-key, elegant and restrained.

It suits his temperament very well and he likes it very much.

But this old man actually had the audacity to say in front of so many people that he looked like a salted fish in this outfit?

He is really going to be pissed off!!!

Old Prince Shen whistled, looking careless, and glanced at him with disdain, "I'm speaking from the heart. Look, when the sun shines on your clothes, they shimmer, just like dried salted fish that have been dried in the sun and are shiny."

Old Prince Ling looked down at himself, and for some reason, another scene suddenly appeared in his mind:

He seemed to have really turned into a big fish, which was washed and cut in half by the fishermen. The fish were then hung on the fish rack in the courtyard to dry. Under the scorching sun, it reflected white light. From morning to afternoon, the golden fish oil slowly condensed and began to emit an enticing aroma.

He swallowed hard.

"Hehe," said Old Prince Shen in a cunning voice, "What do you think? I think what I said makes sense."

Old Prince Ling quickly shook his head vigorously, throwing this ridiculous idea out of his mind.

No, he is not a useless person. It’s all because of that damn old Shen’s nonsense. His wife said that he looks good in this outfit.

Old Prince Ling came back to his senses and opened his eyes angrily, shouting at Old Prince Shen, "You are talking nonsense, it's not like that!"

"Alas, a rotten wood cannot be carved, and a wall of dung cannot be plastered." Old Prince Shen sneered.

Old Prince Ling staggered and his forehead throbbed. When it comes to eloquence, he has never been able to match him.

But when he thought of his precious grandson, he immediately straightened his back and looked proud, "I won't compete with you on these nonsense. My grandson is very capable. He will definitely stand out in this weapon refiner competition!"

Old Prince Shen was a little surprised, "Your grandson can refine weapons?"

Old Prince Ling smiled proudly, "Of course, I am counting on this kid to expand Prince Ling's Mansion."

Old Prince Shen sighed slightly and shook his head, "That's a pity."

"What's a pity?" Old Prince Ling was puzzled.

"Because my little granddaughter will definitely surpass your grandson. She is a genius!" Old Prince Shen laughed.

Old Prince Ling was furious. "Why are you daydreaming in broad daylight? Your little granddaughter is a waste. How can she compare with my precious grandson?"

"What did you say? Say it again if you dare! Believe it or not, I will beat you up!" Old Prince Shen rolled up his sleeves and was ready to fight.

Shen Qingjiao saw that something was wrong and was about to go over and grab her grandfather, but suddenly a voice as gentle as jade came from behind her.

"Miss Shen Er."

Shen Qingjiao turned her head and saw Prince Xi wearing a light green auspicious cloud robe. His figure was as slender and upright as a green bamboo, giving people the feeling that "a modest gentleman should be like this".

"I'm happy to meet you here. It seems that we are destined to be together." He smiled faintly, like a spring breeze, refreshing the heart.

"Brother Prince, wait for me!"

Behind her, Princess Zhuyue ran over hurriedly, holding up her skirt, with some complaints in her voice.

But when she saw the charming Shen Qingjiao, she swallowed her dissatisfaction and a smile appeared on her face again.

"Jiaojiao, long time no see." As she spoke, she rushed over and boldly put her arms around Shen Qingjiao's slender waist.

Shen Qingjiao was caught off guard, and it was not until Princess Zhuyue hugged her that the corners of her mouth twitched helplessly.

In fact, she was not that familiar with the princess.

Princess Zhuyue was not only unaware of it, but also had a lewd smile on her face.

Hehehe, the beauty’s waist is so thin and soft.

Prince Xi's eyes sparkled with a dim light. He quietly pulled Princess Zhuyue away and said to Shen Qingjiao in a gentle voice, "I haven't seen you since I entered the secret house last time. Are you doing well in the secret house? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Before Shen Qingjiao could answer, Princess Zhuyue suddenly screamed.

"Ling... Immortal Lord Lingxiao, when did you come here?" She asked in surprise with her eyes wide open.

This person suddenly appeared over like a ghost and almost scared her to death.

He Yixuan ignored her and looked directly at Prince Xi, saying neither servile nor overbearing, "Shen Qingjiao has been with me since she entered the secret house. Your Highness does not need to worry."

"Oh, really?" Prince Xi glanced back at him indifferently.

The two men faced each other quietly, invisible pressure spread from them, and the air around them condensed instantly.

Shen Qingjiao's heart was not with them, because the quarrel between Old Prince Shen and Old Prince Ling became more and more intense.

The two of them drew their swords angrily and were about to compete in the square.

"Not good!" Shen Qingjiao's face changed slightly, and she rushed over to stop them.

A man in a dark red robe suddenly appeared and stood between Old Prince Shen and Old Prince Ling.

"Well, you're already old, but you're still making noises like a child. Isn't this making others laugh at you?"

Only then did Old Prince Shen and Old Prince Ling notice that a group of people had gathered around them, pointing and commenting on them.

Their faces immediately turned red, and they shouted to the onlookers, "What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll have the guards arrest you."

Seeing that the situation was not good, everyone turned around and left.

Old Prince Shen and Old Prince Ling snorted at the same time, turned around and walked into the judges' special passage.

Shen Qingjiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

No wonder Mr. Shen paid so much attention to his appearance today; it turned out that he knew his rival was coming, so he wanted to outshine him.

Dangdangdang—

The clear sound of bells rang out in the square, and everyone unconsciously lowered their voices.

Grandpa Shen quickly told Shen Qingjiao, "Jiaojiao, you can enter the competition venue now. Go in and get familiar with the environment first. If you feel there is any problem, tell grandpa immediately."

Shen Qingjiao smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll go right away."

The man in the dark red robe glanced at Shen Qingjiao. Is this Mr. Shen’s granddaughter?

In the past, he had only heard of Shen Qingjiao's name as a waste, and today was the first time he saw her in person.

Her face is as pretty as a blooming peach blossom, and her every move is elegant and graceful. At first glance, it is impossible to imagine that she is a despised good-for-nothing in cultivation.

Old Prince Ling poked his elbow, "Old Lu, Old Shen said that his little granddaughter is not a waste, but a genius in refining equipment. Why don't I believe it?"

Lu Yiyan was also unsure of Shen Qingjiao's background, so he could only say, "The result will be revealed after the competition."

Old Prince Ling chuckled, "Old Shen loves to brag. Only someone as outstanding as my grandson can be called a genius. This time I'm going to tell my grandson to do his best and defeat his little granddaughter with his strength. Let's see how he can still be so arrogant."

But after he looked around, his face became a little panicked, "No, where is my grandson? The competition is about to start. If the time is exceeded, he can't participate in the competition."

On the playing field.

Shen Qingjiao held the competition number plate and walked forward, constantly looking for her own competition stage.

As she walked past a big tree, a slender figure flew out from the tree at an angle.

Shen Qingjiao stopped and looked at the man in front of her warily.

The man was very handsome, with a straight nose and lips of moderate thickness. He looked unruly, but the gleam in his eyes made people dare not underestimate him.

"You look good, but your strength is too poor. You are just a useless vase. I advise you to withdraw from the competition and stop wasting your time."