The competition to be the princess's husband was held in the capital of the Rose Kingdom.
Xuan Yi arrived a second before the start.
At this moment, a valiant woman who still had a slight childish look on her face was standing on the stage.
Below the stage was the audience. Many people were excited and wanted to compete on stage.
They were all here to become the princess's consort.
Although the Rose Kingdom was not a particularly powerful existence, its national strength was not weak either. If they could become the prince consort, they would be able to obtain a lot of wealth, and might even inherit the fortune of a country!
And more importantly, this princess was very beautiful.
"Princess Rose, you're so beautiful!"
"Princess Rose, can you give me a chance!"
Princess Rose held a crimson sword in her hand.
Looking at the crowd below, the corners of her mouth could not help but reveal a trace of a smile.
