The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 309: Totally Addictive

"My dear Emperor, won’t you let your son participate in the competition?" Jun Ning clung to Emperor Yongning’s hand and shook it back and forth, back and forth, without stopping for a long time.

If it were someone else doing this, Emperor Yongning would have been annoyed and kicked them away long ago.

But Jun Ning was different. What she was shaking wasn’t just his hand; it was his heart. He was so amused that he almost softened his heart and nodded in agreement to her request.

Emperor Yongning still had some reason left and didn’t act rashly.

He said, "Yiyi, whatever you want, your father will give it to you directly! You don’t need to participate in the competition."

Jun Ning: "......"

She thought that by saying this, her father would let her participate in the competition. But unexpectedly, her father decided not to let her participate and directly give her what she wanted.

No, she didn’t want it that way. She wanted to participate in the competition.

Because only by winning and then making a request would it feel fulfilling.

"Father..." Jun Ning plopped down on the ground, "If you don’t let Yiyi participate, Yiyi won’t get up."

"Get up, the ground is cold!" Emperor Yongning’s face immediately turned dark, "You’re not in good health, what if you catch a cold and get sick? Get up quickly."

Jun Ning refused to get up.

Emperor Yongning got angry and stopped negotiating with Jun Ning. He pulled her up from the ground and sat her down on his dragon throne, while he stood beside her.

He asked Jun Ning sternly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Jun Ning replied, "I don’t want anything special; I just want to participate in the competition, to win personally, and then make a request to Father."

"But in your current state, and the condition of your team, are you sure you can win?" Emperor Yongning was a bit skeptical.

"Father, you don’t need to worry about this, just watch the match. The competition is our own matter." Jun Ning patted her small chest and said, "Losing one match doesn’t mean anything; we can definitely win."

Emperor Yongning: "......"

"Father, if you don’t let Yiyi go, Yiyi will just sneak there secretly, or slither over. No matter what, Yiyi is going to participate in the competition." Jun Ning was very determined about this.

Emperor Yongning still wanted to refuse, but Jun Ning suddenly stood up, tiptoed, and quickly pecked him on the cheek, squealing, "My dear Father, won’t you agree and let Yiyi continue to participate in the competition openly?"

"......" Emperor Yongning touched the spot where Jun Ning had kissed him.

The little girl hadn’t kissed him for many years; this sudden kiss left him shocked, delighted, and puzzled. As a result, he was indeed swayed by emotion, and with a slightly muddled mind, he nodded in agreement to Jun Ning’s request.

By the time his head cleared, Jun Ning had already gone off with her team to discuss their next moves.

Seeing her enthusiasm and confidence, Emperor Yongning wanted to stop her but couldn’t find a good reason or the words to speak.

Oh well, let the Imperial Guard keep a close watch; he wouldn’t stop her anymore.

For the next game, Jun Ning had already decided on her strategy.

She decided not to pit her team against Yao Yao’s in terms of strength, not even teamwork, but on clever tactics.

She had already seen clearly that the three on Yao Yao’s side were truly strong, and winning against them seemed impossible. But that didn’t mean there was no way to win.

The three soccer experts on Yao Yao’s side each had their weaknesses, and they could be defeated one by one.

During the break, Jun Ning had observed them.

She found that Expert One was afraid of bugs. Expert Two had a bit of OCD; if his wristband wasn’t worn properly, he’d obsess over it and do nothing else. Expert Three was even more peculiar; he seemed effeminate, like a woman, and particularly obsessed with handsome men. If a handsome man spoke to him, he’d completely lose focus. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Jun Ning shared her findings with Jun Yu, Zhao Lin, and Li Ziyu.

After listening, the three of them were bewildered and incredulous, but they also matched the traits Jun Ning described with the three experts.

"Yiyi, you seem to be right!"

"Next, we’ll break through each of them one by one. I’m confident we can win this second game."

The group seemed to have found direction, their hearts instantly filled with hope and energy.

After nodding firmly, Jun Ning extended her hand, "Let’s do our best!"

"Let’s do our best."

Following Jun Ning’s lead, the three of them stacked their hands together to cheer for their team.

In the second game, Jun Ning was assigned to Yao Yao, Jun Yu, handsome and charming, dealt with the expert who liked handsome men, Expert Three. Zhao Lin, who wasn’t afraid of bugs, took on Expert One. Li Ziyu, being clever, faced Expert Two.

With their targets clear, the competition began.

Just as the competition was growing fierce on both sides, Zhao Lin tossed a bug into Expert One’s clothes. Expert One was so frightened that he couldn’t focus on the match, lying on the ground, pulling at his clothes, and screaming. To outsiders, it seemed like he was having some sort of severe attack!

Li Ziyu casually or intentionally pulled off the wristband from Expert Two’s arm. Expert Two immediately stopped what he was doing to fix his wristband. By the time he was done, the ball had long been kicked away by Li Ziyu, who scored a point for his team.

On Jun Yu’s end, the expert infatuated with handsome men had been frequently stealing glances at him beforehand. At this moment, Jun Yu moved right in front of him, allowing him to look unabashedly.

Not only that, as Expert Three stared at him in a daze, Jun Yu wickedly licked his upper lip with his tongue, asking, "Do I, the Prince, look good?"

Expert Three nodded frantically and replied, "Seventeenth Prince stands like an orchid and jade tree, smiles like the bright moon hugging, the most gentle and refined handsome man I’ve ever seen, indeed beautiful."

Such flattery, not bad.

Jun Yu smiled in satisfaction and teased, "Do you like it?"

Stars twinkling in his eyes, Expert Three said, "I like it! I like it very much!"

A simple admission of liking, unbeknownst, led to a lifetime of infatuation.

Expert Three was Duke An’s Princely Heir, Pan Ziweng.

Pan Ziweng’s grandfather had a tendency for male affection, and after being exposed for tricking a woman into marriage, brought disgrace to the family. Come his father’s era, he finally married a beautiful and virtuous wife, had an outstanding son, slightly improving their reputation.

Pan Ziweng, the sole child of the Duke An’s household, the Princely Heir, and the pride of Duke An.

"Do you really like it?" Jun Yu looked at the soccer ball beneath Pan Ziweng’s feet, gently coaxing him.

Pan Ziweng nodded, increasingly infatuated with Jun Yu, unable to focus on the ball.

For this feeling, he found it utterly unfamiliar yet profoundly enchanting, unable to resist the allure.