Medical Competition (2)

"Oh?" Long Yuan raised his brows. "She's the one who looked down on the people from the Lanxiang Kingdom?"

Logically, with his status, Long Yuan did not need to care about the Lanxiang Kingdom. However, the princess of the Lanxiang Kingdom was his most favored woman, so he naturally had to lend a hand.

"My dear consort." Long Yuan squeezed Noble Consort Ling's tender and smooth cheeks as he asked with a smile, "How do you want me to vent your anger for you?"

Noble Consort Ling's cheeks reddened. "Your Majesty, you didn't say whether people could fight during the competition, so I rigged the lot drawing already, and the one who she'll face is someone from the Lanxiang Kingdom. I also ordered him to interfere with her competing."

"Haha," Long Yuan loudly laughed, his arm tightly holding Noble Consort Ling's waist. "You can do whatever you want, my dear consort, Zhen will fulfill your wish."