Chapter 208: Formal Competition on the Back Mountain
It's obviously not the cold weather in January anymore, but this late spring night is actually even bitingly colder than winter.
Yunxuan wrapped herself up, slowly closed the door, leaned against the door feebly, and breathed a sigh of relief.
That domineering, arrogant and arrogant rich man also had such a sentimental side.
But she doesn't like him, so there's nothing to feel guilty about. Yunxuan comforted herself like this, then put down the curtains and slept on the soft couch to rest.
After breakfast the next day, I heard a lot of people in the backyard from a distance away. Ruixue also joined in the fun and went to see it. When she inquired about it, she got some surprising news, so she trotted back to talk to Yunxuan.
"Miss, miss, something big has happened!" Ruixue ran all the way, with a look of panic on her pretty face.
Yunxuan was writing in the pavilion. Seeing Ruixue's flustered expression, she said in a nonchalant manner: "What big thing could happen? The eldest lady and the second lady are just fighting each other again. It's not new anymore!"
"This is a common occurrence. I'm too lazy to tell you that Mr. Rong and the fourth young master went to the back mountain. They were competing in martial arts. I heard that they even made a declaration of life and death. The master also went. Everyone is at the back mountain.
!" Ruixue said anxiously
The brush in Yunxuan's hand shook and fell on the stone table. Her face was a little green and yellow, and she walked out of the pavilion and trotted all the way to the back mountain. This dead Zhan Bohan is really not a thing to worry about.
, a martial arts competition is a martial arts competition, and what else do you do if you sign a life or death certificate?
It's not a competition to recruit a bride. Even if he wins, I won't like him. The impression I had on Zhan Bohan, which had changed slightly, suddenly became bad again.
A group of people stood on the huge back hill. The maids, maids, servants, and guards all gathered to watch the fun. All the neighbors also crowded in to see the occasion. They were talking privately, and everyone had different opinions.
On a high slope, Zhan Bohan, wrapped in a black shirt, stood in the wind. The strong wind blew a belt tied in front of his forehead, making him look even more relaxed and heroic.
There was an aggressive domineering look on Yingrui's face.
Rong Junye is still dressed in plain white clothes, dancing lightly, like a banished immortal outside the world. The expression on his face is still as refreshing as the spring breeze, leisurely and peaceful, one in black and one in white. He stands on the left and right, showing a bit of solemnity.
Come here respectfully
"Are you really going to do this? We have something to discuss. They are all distinguished guests of my Bai family. Why should we hurt the harmony like this!" Bai Zhongyuan stood in the middle with a serious look on his face. Looking at these two stubborn young people, he, the head of the family, felt quite puzzled.