Nangong Tianxing looked at the letter in his hand and remained silent for a long time.
"Master, is it the eldest lady...?" Nangong Ji asked softly.
Among all Nangong Tianxing's cousins, Nangong Ji is the most shrewd and capable, so Nangong Tianxing regards him as his right-hand man and always entrusts him with matters that are difficult to solve openly.
"Qinglian wrote back, saying that she will bring Ling'er back to the imperial capital in the near future." There was no joy in Nangong Tianxing's tone.
"In this case, wouldn't the marriage with the Xiao family be a sure thing?" Nangong said with great joy.
"You don't understand Qinglian. With her temperament, if she really wants to bring Ling'er back, she will never write such a long letter." Nangong Tianxing shook his head, frowning, "I'm good at this.
My daughter is really extremely smart, and she managed to win over someone as cold and heartless as Ye Qinglian without resorting to any tricks."
"What do you mean...?" As the loyal dog of the family owner, Nangong Ji knows how to play dumb appropriately.
"I'm afraid Ling'er won't come back for the time being." Nangong Tianxing sighed.
"Should we ask the clan uncle to take action and bring the eldest lady back to the imperial capital?" Nangong Ji suggested.
"The situation in the imperial capital is changing rapidly now, and something big will happen at any time. How can we transfer the only spiritual master in the family away?" Nangong Tianxing shook his head.
"The marriage with the Xiao family..." Nangong Ji was stunned, "Could we just give up on it?"
"The marriage is just to consolidate the alliance with the Xiao family. It doesn't matter who you marry." Nangong Tianxing said calmly, "Don't Xiaojie like Xiao Wuqing very much? It's just right, let her marry her.
Just give it to Xiao Qingqing."
"This important matter of marriage must be approved by the parents. Do you want to discuss it with the second master?" Nangong Ji whispered.
"What are we discussing?" Nangong Tianxing's eyes widened, exuding a powerful force, "That boy spends all day among women. I'm afraid he won't even recognize his family anymore. How can he still have a daughter in his heart? At home?
I have the final say on your matters!"
"That's what the head of the family said." Nangong Ji bowed slightly and said nothing.
"You go prepare all the matters related to the marriage." Nangong Tianxing's tone was unquestionable, "I will explain it to Xiaojie."
"yes!"
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The room of the master of the Piaohua Palace is still decorated in a cool and simple manner. It does not look like a daughter's boudoir, but looks like a Taoist master who lives in seclusion.
There is a faint smell floating in the incense burner, which is quite refreshing.
Zhong Wen held in his hand a book of diamond spiritual skills "Spiritual Love Silk" written in ancient sacred script, and chanted loudly in his mouth, his voice was loud and rhythmic.
Prince Wu once said that if Zhong Wen fell in love with the ancient books in the palace library, it would be okay to take away "some".
So he shamelessly included the few platinum-grade and above spiritual skills and exercises in the building as "some" and packed them all up and took them back to Qingfeng Mountain.
Lin Zhiyun's pretty figure sat in front of the table, holding paper in her left hand and a pen in her right hand, writing "shuashuashua".
After entering the realm of spiritual masters, she had a deeper understanding of the practice of cultivation. At this time, she looked at the spiritual skills that Zhong Wen asked her to translate, and she gained a lot of insights. She felt emotional that he could always find such precious secrets.
A little excited again.
The number of high-grade spiritual skills can even directly determine the strength of a sect.
Although she has an indifferent temperament, she still holds the position of head, and she is quite happy from the bottom of her heart to be able to carry forward the Piaohua Palace passed down by her master.
By the way, the largest sect in Southern Xinjiang Province, the "Nantian Sword Sect", only has one spiritual master. Now with three major spiritual masters, Piaohua Palace has far exceeded the concept of "carrying forward" in Lin Zhiyun's mind. Although
The number of disciples is still small, but in terms of strength, it is not an exaggeration to call it "the largest sect in southern Xinjiang".
While Zhong Wen was reciting ancient books, he secretly looked at Lin Zhiyun in front of him. He felt that after not seeing each other for a few days, under the conditioning of "Tai Su Xuan Yin Gong", the already smooth and beautiful skin of the palace lord sister actually became even more beautiful.
A little softer, her dignified and beautiful facial features exude a holy and feminine temperament under the light of the spiritual crystal lamp. She is really beautiful, and just admiring it from a distance makes Zhong Wen's heart beat fast.
stop.
After all, he comes from the 21st century, and his heart is somewhat constrained by modern society's views on marriage and love. Ever since he had two confidantes, Leng Wushuang and Shangguan Junyi, he has begun to consciously restrain himself and try to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Love debt.
However, as soon as he saw the peerless palace master sister in front of him, his self-restraint would instantly fall apart, and his beautiful image would invade his mind, and he would not be able to get rid of it for a long time.
While feeling guilty towards his two beauties, he secretly cursed himself as a scumbag, and at the same time lingered in Lin Zhiyun's room just to be alone with the palace owner's sister for a while longer. Amid such contradictory emotions, he finally recited
I finished this book "The Thread of Love".
"That's it for today."
Lin Zhiyun put down her pen, raised her arms high, and stretched out gracefully, inadvertently highlighting the majesty of her chest.
Zhong Wen was about to pick up the translation manuscript on the table when he happened to see this beautiful scene. He had a big mouth and stared blankly at the beauty, unwilling to look away for a long time.
"What are you looking at?" Lin Zhiyun also noticed the crazy look in his eyes at this time, and quickly lowered her arms and glared at him, with a slightly sullen tone in her tone.
"No, it's nothing. I have been reading for a long time and my eyes are a little blurry." Zhong Wen was very smart. He pretended to stretch out his right hand and rub his eyes. He picked up the translation manuscript on the table with his left hand and said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work, sister. I
Let’s prepare dinner first, and we’ll continue tomorrow.”
After saying that, he turned around and quickly left the room without looking back, leaving Lin Zhiyun behind her, shaking her head helplessly and sighing.
Arriving at the courtyard, he was instantly attracted by the strange sight in front of him.
I saw a giant eagle and a white tiger sitting opposite each other on both sides of the stone on which the chessboard was placed in the yard. They used their talons to fiddle with the black and white chess pieces in the bowls on both sides of the stone, and placed them one by one on the chessboard, as if they were playing chess.
Chess is average.
Xiao Loli, Liu Qiqi and others stood watching with great interest, feeling very curious about the spiritual beast that could play chess.
I'm afraid I'm dreaming in broad daylight?
Zhong Wen couldn't believe the cartoon-like scene in front of him. He stretched out his hand to rub his eyes and looked intently. He saw Bai Hu stretched out his right hand, dexterously holding a white piece between his two fingertips and making a pattern on the chessboard.
Rush into the situation of four and three, and establish the victory in one fell swoop.
The giant eagle stretched its right wing to the top of its head and scratched it. After thinking hard for a long time, it couldn't find a way to solve the problem, so it had no choice but to shake its head and admit defeat. With a wave of its left wing, all the chess pieces from both sides on the chessboard fell to the ground.
The little loli on the side obediently bent down, picked up the chess pieces on the ground, sorted them again according to color, and put them into the bowls on both sides.
The two spiritual beasts, a tiger and an eagle, nodded to her respectively, showing friendly expressions, and then looked back at the chessboard. The giant eagle used its wings to lift a black stone and threw it on the chessboard, then flipped its wings and pushed it gently.
When he got to the position where he wanted to place the stone, the white tiger also clamped a white stone and stuck it tightly next to the black stone. You and I started a new round of duel.
It is moments like this that make me deeply realize that I am in a different world!
Although the scene in front of him was weird and bizarre, it was vaguely warm. Zhong Wen smiled slightly, not wanting to destroy the harmonious atmosphere in the yard, and turned around and walked towards the kitchen lightly.
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The moonlight at night is extremely beautiful, and the bright light shines on the sparkling surface of Yunbo Lake, forming a curved reflection on the bottom of the water next to the fishing boat, as if it is right in front of you, making people want to reach out and fish.
.
On the lakeside, a graceful figure was waving a long sword, repeating the same piercing action. The moonlight cast a faint shadow behind the woman, and from the shadow, she could see beads of sweat dripping down her body.
"Nine hundred and seventy-five...nine hundred and seventy-six...nine hundred and seventy-seven..."
The woman recited the numbers in a low voice, which was exactly the same as the movement of the sword in her hand. She had actually repeated a boring straight thrust nearly a thousand times.
On the fishing boat by the lake, a dark shadow suddenly appeared: "You have practiced enough today, you can rest."
The cold tone revealed that it was "Maple" who once belonged to Daqian's number one killer organization.
And the woman who is practicing her sword skills hard on the shore is naturally the "Princess Bixiao" Li Xuefei.
"I can continue." Li Xuefei was sweating profusely and clenching her teeth tightly as she said.
"Your body is already stiff and your movements are deformed. Continuing to practice will not only be useless, but also harmful." Feng shook his head and said, "Only with proper rest can your muscles recover. Otherwise, once you get injured, your practice will be affected."
speed."
"...Okay." Li Xuefei hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped swinging the sword, "I listen to Master."
"The hot water is ready. Wash off the sweat stains on your body quickly to avoid getting cold." Feng's concerned words were very inconsistent with the cold tone and sounded quite strange. "Your body has not fully recovered yet. If you get sick again,
, it’s not that easy to raise it well.”
"Yes." Li Xuefei nodded meekly. Although Ming Mingfeng's tone was cold, she somehow got a touch of warmth and touch from it, "Thank you!"
Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He had rarely heard the word "thank you" in his life, and it felt strange and unaccustomed to it.
As the two passed each other, Li Xuefei suddenly turned around and asked: "Master, do you think I can become stronger?"
"I don't know." Looking at the beautiful big eyes flickering under the moon, Feng hesitated for a moment and then added, "However, you can endure much more hardship than I thought. Maybe you can achieve some results through practice."
Li Xuefei smiled sweetly when she heard this, and her big watery eyes narrowed into a curved line, which was as gorgeous and charming as a blooming flower.
This chapter has been completed!