The last stage was a 100m running track.
At the start of the track, Xia Ling's and Luo Luo's teams stared at each other.
Xia Ling felt thoroughly unwell. "I thought you two could not pick an acorn. How did you catch up so quickly? Also, Murong, why is there a bow on your head?"
The big and lovely pink bow on Luo Luo's head was somehow on Bai Murong's head now.
Bai Murong, who was wearing a girly bow on his head, looked agonized. "Luo Luo is too short, she just couldn't get the acorn. There was no other choice. I had to help her get it." The show's rules stated that only the princess could get on the swing, so desperate king Bai Murong sadly took the bow from Luo Luo's head and pretended that he was the princess.
"Hahaha." Xia Ling laughed out loud without any empathy.
