Li Huichao's face darkened: "I don't like to owe others favors. If Brother Xie loses today, my promise to Brother Xie will still be valid."
After saying this, Li Huichao raised his hand and said, "Guys, I'll excuse you for now."
After Li Huichao left, Zhang Lingxiao asked curiously: "Brother Xie, what promise did Li Huichao make to you?"
Xie Fu smiled lightly: "Brother Li said he wanted to marry his sister to me."
Zhang Lingxiao smiled and said: "Brother Xie is really a hot seller.
Even Li Clan wants to be your in-laws, but Li Clan is a big family and Li Huichao has many sisters, but I don’t know which one."
Xie Fu responded: "His biological sister Li Huirong."
Including Gu Xuan, the three of them said in unison: "Li Huirong is the best in Beizhou!"
Judging from the reactions of the three people, it can be seen that Li Huirong is famous.
Gu Xuan smiled and said: "Beizhou Crown Jue is not at all inferior to being an unparalleled national scholar."
Lu Wenlin then said: "If it is this person,
But Li Huichao couldn't make up his mind."
Zhang Lingxiao said: "Li Huirong's reputation is even louder than that of Li Huichao.
You can be called the best among women, I'm afraid Li Huichao just wants to take advantage of you, Brother Xie."
There is something in Zhang Lingxiao's words, because the biggest obstacle to Li Huichao becoming the head of the Li family is his half-sister Li Huirong.
Being a daughter has become the biggest obstacle to the eldest son. This shows how powerful Li Huirong is.
At this time, Leng Leng came over, with his usual coldness, omitting the people around Xie Fu, and asked Xie Fu directly: "How is the injury?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "It's nothing serious."
"That's good."
Seeing Leng Leng leave after asking, Lu Wenlin and others were confused.
When Gu Xuan saw this, he secretly praised in his heart. Both Li Huichao and Leng Leng were extremely proud people, but they couldn't be proud in front of Xie Fu and behaved extremely humbly.
This is Xie Fu’s personality charm,
And Li Huichao himself was born as a famous nobleman. His vision is so broad. The thirteen outstanding people of the Li family are themselves the best among them.
It was not easy to convince Li Huichao.
Gu Xuan looked at Xie Fu and said lightly: "Li Huichao and Leng Leng both appreciate you."
Speaking of which, Xie Fu showed profound knowledge and amazing martial arts in the forbidden area.
Such a man of literary and military skills is indeed admirable.
more importantly,
He has a special charm that can bring different people together.
Xie Fu responded with a faint smile: "After all, we fought side by side."
When facing life and death together,
There is always something inexplicable that pulls each other tightly together.
The so-called life-or-death friendship is probably like this.
At this moment, a famous governor said loudly: "The second master is here."
Speaking of the arrival of the second master, the first person to walk into the yard was a woman in white. Her steps were light and graceful. As she walked, the soft texture of her dress brought out the elegant lines.
Her long black hair is tied up in a high bun with a white flower on it, and no other jewelry or hairpins. This simplicity adds a bit of noble beauty.
She has a delicate and tall figure, and a pair of slender legs that make the white skirt look like water splashing.
The waist is tied up with a white silk ribbon, making the waist appear plump. The plumpness of a mature woman under the waist and spine forcefully stretches the fluffy pleats of the skirt into a graceful and plump curve.
Everyone's eyes immediately lit up, and they were so focused that they lost their focus because of this unparalleled splendor.
Although rude, this noble, mature and moving charm of women is like a stunning scenery, which makes people unable to help but admire and be intoxicated.
It’s Mrs. Wang who is here.
She stopped in a graceful manner,
The toe of the white bow shoes is decorated with a small piece of white cloth.
Like two small white flowers blooming.
Just then, a breeze blew, pushing down the white shirt on her chest, and her proud and proud mind became even more prominent, creating a beautiful picture of Cao Yi wearing a soft and nothing-like dress.
The whole body is white, like a string of yuccas falling from the sky, white, smooth, delicate and graceful.
But when the eyes fell on her incomparable and stunning face, this string of white yucca gave people a suffocating pressure.
Her expression is so cold, and her identity is so special, you can't even think of getting involved with it.
Regret actually breeds in every man's heart.
Mrs. Wang was so eye-catching that everyone completely ignored Wang Youtong who was accompanying her.
During the memorial ceremony at the mourning hall, everyone present had seen Mrs. Wang more or less, but at that time they were just greeting each other. Wang Youtong formally introduced: "This is Wanzhi's mother."
Everyone saluted one by one: "Mrs. Wang."
Mrs. Wang bowed slightly and returned the greeting uniformly. Although she was cold and noble, she did not appear arrogant. This is the temperament and quality of a famous lady.
Mrs. Wang said to Wang Right: "Tell everyone about it."
Mrs. Wang seemed to cherish her words like gold and said no more. After speaking, she took steps towards the study.
What did you say? Everyone was very curious, but Xie Fu's eyes were fixed on Mrs. Wang. He was not fascinated by her stunning beauty, but he felt in his heart that it was so good to be alive.
How can I describe this feeling? It's like a fairy in a painting stepping out of the scroll. She is so beautiful that there is always a hazy unreality about her.
A faint fragrance flowed into Xie Fu's nose, just like a famous flower in full bloom, full of vitality.
Mrs. Wang passed by him, and her extremely soft and elegant sleeves gently brushed against Fu Xie's body, seemingly unintentionally and deliberately, making Xie Fu's heart skip a beat.
Xie Fu looked at the beautiful woman walking by him. She was so good at walking. Every step she took was as delicate as two fingers falling on the strings of a piano. She was extremely accurate and moved the man's heart strings with a graceful grace.
Xie Fu's heart was shocked. Ding Ding Dongdong's eyes actually fell on her most touching round beauty, and he called Anitabha in his heart.
Mrs. Wang seemed to hear the Buddha's name in Xie Fu's heart. She stopped lightly, tilted her neck slightly, hung her chin on her shoulder, and looked at Xie Fu calmly.
However, Xie Fu saw the glare in her beautiful eyes and was so frightened that he hurriedly saluted formally and respectfully addressed Mrs. Wang without having time to speak.
Mrs. Wang was very indifferent and walked to the study without saying a word.
Xie Fu secretly wondered why I felt like she disliked me.
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Could it be!
Xie Fu couldn't help but think of a story in the Western Han Dynasty's "The Legend of the Martyr Woman", in which a woman fell into the water and was in critical condition, but was later saved by a strange man passing by.
After the woman was rescued, she angrily asked the strange man, "Why did you rescue me?"
After returning home, the woman actually cut off the arm that the strange man had pulled.
Could it be that Mrs. Wang blames me for ruining her chastity? What age is this? It is common for men and women to sit together in the palace. Why is she still so pedantic?
Xie Fu looked at her cold back, and felt more and more upright and chaste. Your waist, your legs, and your buttocks have all been touched by me. How can I cut them off?
Thinking of this, Xie Fu was so funny that he laughed out loud. My mother-in-law is so decent, I have to be careful when dealing with her in the future.
Mrs. Wang had just stepped through the door of the study room when she heard Xie Fu's faint laughter. Her feet sank, and a sunken footprint was left on the hard ground.
Seeing Fu Xie's entranced look, Lu Wenlin thought to himself, Brother Xie, you are too bold to think about Mrs. Wang.
Is this woman's identity something you can care about? You haven't thought of becoming the son-in-law of the Wang family.
A special reminder: "Thank you, brother."
When Xie Fu came back to his senses, he saw that many people were looking at him, so he walked over openly without explaining anything.
I thought to myself, I don't believe you are not moved, and what I think in my heart is different from what you think.
When Wang Youtong saw that the three of them were all present, he said, "On that day, Mr. Li, Mr. Qin, and Mr. Xie, you three each got one of the lotus flowers from the forbidden area. In order to show fairness, the three of you will have a duel today."
Qin Chuzhen looked at Fu Xie gently and asked: "Second Master Wang, what are you comparing to?"
Among the three, Xie Fu has the highest level of martial arts training. If it were a martial arts competition, he would accept his fate.
Besides, his life can be regarded as being saved thanks to Fu, and there is no doubt that the beauty belongs to him.
But if it goes to Li Huichao, that won’t work!
Wang Youtong responded: "I don't know what the competition is about. Today's competition between the three of you will be decided by my sister-in-law."
It turns out that Mrs. Wang is the key figure today, and she is not here to join in the fun.
Wang Youtong paused, looked at the three of them, and then continued: "Girls follow their mother's orders. As Wanzhi's mother, it is up to the sister-in-law to make the final decision. The three of you should have no objections."
When Li Huichao heard this, he was inexplicably glad that it would be more beneficial for him to have Mrs. Wang be the final decision maker.
As the official wife of the Wang family, Mrs. Wang has a general understanding and will not only consider the level of martial arts cultivation, but should consider it comprehensively.
And if today's decision-maker is replaced by Wang Wanzhi, Li Huichao, who knows the inside story, feels that there is no need to continue, because Wang Wanzhi will definitely favor Xie Fu.
Thinking of this, Li Huichao was the first to respond: "Okay."
Qin Chuzhen was unwilling to be left behind and immediately responded: "Okay."
Only Xie Fu had a sad look on his face, as if God was determined to be against him. He always had a feeling that Mrs. Wang would exclude him.
Wang Youtong looked at Xie Fu and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Xie, my sister-in-law will treat you fairly."
Xie Fu smiled bitterly, "How can there be fairness? If I don't have feelings for Wanzhi, what I gain will be my life."
But now I feel like I am competing with others for my wife. What is fair is that I have to compete with others for someone who already belongs to me.
Is it possible for my wife to give up if she wants to? If I can’t get it, I have to grab it hard.
He made up his mind, and after a while Mrs. Wang put on small shoes for him and squeezed him out, he would simply tell Wanzhi that she was his woman.
Although it was a bit of a disgrace to Miss Wan Zhi's reputation, there was nothing she could do about it.
Thinking of this, Xie Fu also responded: "Okay."
Wang You said: "Then please invite the three of you into the study."
Xie Fu, Li Huichao and Qin Chuzhen stepped into the study together.
The study is very spacious, with bright windows and polished square tiles on the floor, spotlessly clean.
The open windows are all hung with thin green gauze curtains, and the sunlight shines through the green gauze into the room, revealing a bit of greenery and fragrance.
Seeing the elegance of the green gauze, Xie Fu secretly thought that this Dongxuan could be Mrs. Wang's study.
This should be the case. Most men's study rooms are bright and open, but how can they be so quiet and quiet?
Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy is a sure thing, so Xie Fu secretly observed the study carefully. The more he knew about Mrs. Wang's preferences, the better his chance of winning.
There is a red sandalwood desk by the window. On the desk is the Four Treasures of the Study. There is a porcelain vase with a wooden carved pear blossom. The flowers are painted in blue colors, making them look as lifelike as real pear blossoms.
It seems that Mrs. Wang is good at carving and mixing colors.
It makes sense to think about it. Wanzhi is a talented woman, and her mother is certainly not bad.
There is a couch on the side and a red sandalwood couch in the center. There is only a basin of pure offerings on the couch and nothing else.
The Qing offering is as unique as a miniature landscape, with green moss growing on a smooth clear stone, a small old green pine tree next to the clear stone, and a white jade Guanyin with a solemn appearance sitting cross-legged on the highest protruding stone.
Does Mrs. Wang believe in Buddhism?
Looking around, the bookshelf displays include ancient books, giving off a scholarly atmosphere.
The calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are full of charm.
Based on this study room, it seems that Fu Xie has a good understanding of Mrs. Wang. She must be a very talented, learned and elegant person with considerable attainments.
The spring breeze rippled the green curtains, and the indoor light alternated between green and white. The three of them looked at the screen partition in the middle at the same time.
Under the illumination of white light, the shallow screen with white gauze reveals the scene inside faintly.
A graceful figure sat with her back in front of the piano table. The graceful lines of her slender back and slender waist became hazy and picturesque with this layer of veil.
The room is like a fairy palace, with a fairy trail behind the screen.
The three of them stood quietly, feeling as if they were waiting for the Queen of Zhou's favor.
Through the white gauze screen, I watched Mrs. Wang turn sideways slightly and then bend down.
No matter whether they turn sideways or bend down, they show their natural beauty and unparalleled beauty to the three of them.
Qin Chuzhen spoke first: "Mrs. Wang."
As soon as Qin Chuzhen spoke out, the three people's ability to resist beauty was immediately improved.
Qin Chuzhen, who was born in the royal family, was actually the one with the weakest concentration. The palace should not be a place with the most beauties.
It seems that the blooming flowers are not as good as a fairy flower.
On the level of beauties, Xie Fu and Li Huichao are more experienced.
Mrs. Wang's voice was as clear as a spring: "You three, please take a seat and wait a moment."
It seemed that Mrs. Wang wanted to prepare something. The three of them looked at each other and sat down in front of the round table. They had the illusion that they would go to a brothel together and have a beautiful meeting.
Clear smoke curled up from the gauze screen, and the aroma wafted over like ribbons.
I vaguely saw Mrs. Wang placing an incense burner on the left side of the piano table, and then sitting with her back.
As the door of the room was closed, the three people's hearts pounded. The silence spread from outside to inside, as if the Queen of Zhou was going to fight against the three tigers alone.
Is it a matter of determination?
Mrs. Wang does not hesitate to use her body to teach her. Of course, this kind of thing cannot be said openly, but it can be observed secretly.
Qin Chuzhen was the first to look away from the screen.
Xie Fu and Li Huichao continued to look at each other closely.
Mrs. Wang's voiceless voice came back: "Three young masters."
This gentle sound wave fell into the ears of the three of them, and they immediately became distraught and uneasy, as if they were saying, "The three of you will come to the couch together to serve me."
Xie Fu gave a bitter smile and simply dragged his chin with one hand, as if he were visiting a brothel, acting casually.
Hearing Xie Fu's almost faint laughter, Mrs. Wang's feet sank, leaving a pair of footprints on the hard and flat ground.
Although silent, the three of them were all top masters of the younger generation, and they felt it immediately.
Xie Fu looked stern and immediately let go and sat upright again, not daring to be too casual.
They are not here to visit a brothel, they are not a brothel oiran, they are not called to meet the saint, they are not the Empress of Zhou Dynasty who loves male sex.
The person sitting inside may be their future mother-in-law, but they must be respectfully called Lord Tai Shui.
Goose……
Mrs. Wang couldn't help but smile.
This goose-smiling voice was only half-smiling before she was immediately choked.
Just this half of laughter immediately filled the cold study room with a warm feeling of spring, and the words Mrs. Wang were also full of kindness and easy-going.
