Mother, I have returned to the throne.

"It doesn't matter what I want, what matters is what I can suppress!"

Song Yuan answered the high priest's question with a smile: "I think the high priest is looking for me again, just for the same conditions as last time. Do you think I will gamble with my own head again?"

"What do you think is worthy of my life? After all, I am also the prince of the Great Qin. It shouldn't be too shabby for the high priest to take action, right?"

As he spoke, Song Yuan's tone had become more indifferent.

There are many answers to the question just now.

But during the communication, Song Yuan had already thought of all the consequences!

Under such circumstances, if Bulma really wanted to commit suicide, Song Yuan naturally wouldn't mind sending him to his death.

The so-called long line to catch big fish.

Now Song Yuan just wants to get more, only in this way can he be worthy of his worth.

"Your Highness, our barbarian envoys to the Great Qin have over a hundred of them, and they ride on top-quality horses. In the Great Qin, each one is worth a fortune!"

"I'm willing to bet on this. It will definitely be a huge fortune for Your Majesty!"

Thinking of Song Yuan’s previous behavior, the high priest was quite confident.

You kid just want money. I have countless barbarian war horses, and I can satisfy your appetite at will!

It’s a pity that the high priest underestimated Song Yuan’s vision this time.

It’s unknown when the two will meet again, but this time Song Yuan wants much more than just money!

"Not enough!" Song Yuan smiled and shook his head.

"No matter what, I am also a prince of a country. If I were placed among the barbarians, wouldn't my status be second only to one person and above ten thousand people?"

"How can a mere hundred fine horses be compared to me? If the High Priest is truly sincere, in addition to the above conditions, he must also put your face at stake!"

"Oh?" Bulma raised her eyebrows when she heard the word face.

Song Yuan immediately said, "If I lose, I'll give you my head. If the high priest loses, in addition to the warhorse, he must also be beaten in public!"

"If the High Priest agrees, I'm ready to accompany you anytime. Of course, if the High Priest feels embarrassed, I advise you to leave as soon as possible to avoid humiliation!"

When the high priest challenged him, he used words to attack him.

Just say that Song Yuan was afraid of fighting.

Now Song Yuan responded with just a few words.

While turning from passive to active, he suppressed the high priest invisibly.

In this way, the high priest had already drawn the arrow and had to shoot.

If you refuse, you will lose face.

Rather than suffering losses in vain, it is better to fight to the death. This time, the high priest thought he was fully prepared, so how could he fail?

However, in his opinion, just a head was not enough to insult Song Yuan.

Anyway, I'm about to leave Daqin, so since I'm going to gamble, I might as well be a little crazier!

"Your Highness, my reputation is also related to the barbarians. Your head alone is not enough!"

"You might as well just say you don't dare!"

"Your Highness, please be patient. Listen to me. I still have two hundred thousand taels of silver in banknotes. Keeping them in the Great Qin would allow an ordinary family to live for a lifetime. I'm making a huge bet. As long as I've said the conditions I mentioned before, all of them will belong to Your Highness!"

Bulma said this and pointed in the direction of Zhenbei Palace.

"But if Your Highness is defeated, there is one more thing to add: your unmarried wife will then belong to me!"

Taking away Song Yuan's fiancée is a slap in the face.

He couldn't even protect his own woman.

By then, how will you, Song Yuan, still have the face to stay in Daqin?

"impossible!"

Bulma was thinking secretly, but Song Yuan just waved his hand and refused without even thinking.

"Are you afraid of losing, Your Highness?" Bulma pressed on.

Song Yuan smiled and responded, "In the eyes of the Qin people, women are not meant to be gambled with, but to be conquered! They have never been a commodity, so how can they be a gambling agreement?"

"I said it's impossible, but in my case, my women would never fall to this level. Maybe the high priest treats the women around him as bargaining chips, but at least in my eyes, they are living people!"

Just as Song Yuan said this, Ye Xuan's eyes lit up behind him.

The high priest had just made some harsh remarks, and Ye Xuan was afraid that Song Yuan would get excited and agree.

Now that Song Yuan has said this in such a domineering manner, which woman would not be tempted?

For a moment, Ye Xuan sighed.

The Zhenbei Palace has picked up a great bargain this time. Such a man, who is capable and responsible, is definitely the best choice for the palace's son-in-law!

"Well, since Your Highness thinks your fiancée is not good enough, how about the maid next to you!" Realizing Song Yuan's firm attitude, Bulma chose to take a step back.

He moved his finger slightly, and the person he pointed at was Ye Xuan behind Song Yuan!

For Bulma, it doesn't matter who the woman is who is won from Song Yuan.

The important thing is that when the time comes, he will do his best to humiliate him and announce to the whole world that this is the person in Song Yuan's hands!

By then, seeing that joining Song Yuan would result in such an outcome, who would join him?

"No way!" Unexpectedly, this time Song Yuan's response was still firm.

"This isn't some maid, but my aunt. She's my family. If I ask the high priest to bet on my relatives, would you agree?"

"Also, if the High Priest is truly sincere, why not bet something I have, such as this house, or money? I believe that the house of His Highness the Great Qin is of extraordinary significance, right?"

"Okay, then add your house!" High Priest Bulma's eyes lit up when he heard Song Yuan's proposal.

If a prince can't even keep his place to live, wouldn't people laugh at him if the news got out?

He was not after women, he just wanted to suppress Song Yuan. Since the previous method didn't work, he didn't need to dwell on it.

Seeing Bulma finally nodded, Song Yuan's face darkened and he spoke loudly.

"Then High Priest, let's make a deal. If I lose, my head and the house behind me will all belong to you!"

"If you lose, in addition to having to use one hundred of your finest horses, you must also be in a state of self-control. Furthermore, every time you see me from now on, you must perform the rites of a junior. Listen carefully, this applies every time!"

"Why does Your Highness add conditions temporarily?" Buma frowned when he heard that Song Yuan had added another condition on top of the original one.

But Song Yuan only needed one sentence to dispel his worries.

"I just thought the High Priest's challenge was a bit boring, so I added one temporarily to make it a little more difficult for myself."

"According to the rules of this competition, I must write down the answer within the time limit of one stick of incense. If the answer is wrong when the time is up, I will be declared the loser immediately. How about that?"

Hahahaha, isn't this just seeking death?

Bulma's eyes lit up and she thought she was sure to win.

As for the previous question, even if you search among all the wise men among the barbarians, I am afraid they will not be able to give an accurate answer.

There are four answers that Bulma knows in his heart.

If Song Yuan couldn't tell the whole story, he could come up with another answer at that time.

Add to that his own sophistry, how can Song Yuan win?

A stick of incense... This time God is really helping me!

"Your Highness, since you are so eager to die, let's make a deal!"

"Come here, bring us writing materials. Let's sign and seal our names to avoid unnecessary trouble!"