“Being a laughing stock is also our anger, and you don’t need to worry about it.” Xiao Mo said coldly.
Shangguan Yao looked back at the prince consort behind him, and the prince consort said directly: “Since it is a matter of the Dayu Kingdom, we naturally cannot control it. But there is always a win or lose in this competition. If there is no win or lose, wouldn’t it be boring?”
“Oh, how about winning or losing?” Xiao Mo said.
The son-in-law of the Ziyu Kingdom said, “Our Ziyu Kingdom comes from all the way, mainly because of being close friends with your country. Two marriages are also the top priority. The prince of our country is willing to marry the princess of your country, and hope the emperor can promise.”
“It would be better to use this witch dance competition as a bet. If we win, your country will give our country a woman who is happy with each other to the prince’s princess. If our country loses, the marriage between the two countries will be decided by the emperor of your country. No matter whether the prince is a prince or not, we are willing to accept it willingly.”
The son-in-law made this request, which surprised everyone present. When the concubines heard this, they seemed to feel a glimmer of hope.
The concubines looked at Su Qiyan one after another, hoping that she could take action. If Su Qiyan danced the witch dance, she would naturally win. The princesses also looked at Su Qiyan pitifully, with indescribable sorrow on their faces.
Xiao Mo also felt strange, why did the Ziyu Congress make such a request? Is it just to force Su Qiyan to take action? But Xiao Mo couldn’t do it as they wanted. How could his wife dance for others casually?
Xiao Mo said directly: “Okay, that’s it, let’s start.”