"What kind of sect leader? That's obviously your father!" Chuxue stood up straight and her voice was firm.
Jiang Xiaoyu was obviously a little surprised, "You...you don't dislike me?"
"You and I are already married, how can I dislike you? Tomorrow, I will take you to find your father. No matter what, I will definitely let him cure your hidden illness."
"Looking for you... No! Is it our father?" Jiang Xiaoyu touched his head and asked doubtfully: "Why are you looking for him?"
Chu Xue suddenly had two red clouds floating on her face, and she spoke with her jade teeth together: "Aren't you... unable to perform the ritual of husband and wife?"
"The gift of husband and wife? Haven't we already done the big gift?" Jiang Xiaoyu looked at Chu Xue's shy look again, and then suddenly realized: "Chu Xue, have you understood it wrong? The hidden disease I mentioned may not be
That’s what you think!”
Chuxue rubbed her little hands, lowered her head and said: "Besides that kind of problem...what else can affect...the wedding ceremony?"
"Come here!" As he said this, Jiang Xiaoyu sat down at the table, pointed to the black line in his palm with the help of the two red candles on the table, and said, "Do you know what this is?"
Chuxue was obviously confused, but still followed.
She looked at it carefully for a while and then shook her head.
Jiang Xiaoyu poured some tea into his palms, then rubbed it vigorously, then spread his palms and said, "Look, have the black lines disappeared?"
Chuxue also felt a little strange and wanted to touch it.
Now that this lie has been told, there is no room for maneuver.
Jiang Xiaoyu quickly took back his hand and said in shock: "Don't touch it!" His words made Chu Xue tremble all over.
"Chu Xue, don't think too much. I didn't mean to yell at you." Jiang Xiaoyu immediately explained: "You saw it just now. The reason why this black line cannot be washed away is because he was a painter who painted it."
It’s on! If you don’t believe it, we can go see dad tomorrow and have a look.”
"Painter?"
"Not bad!" Jiang Xiaoyu extended his thumb again, pointed to the ring on his hand, and said: "This ring was given to me by a senior named Chef. And the painter said that the senior put his
The inheritance was given to me!”
Then, Jiang Xiaoyu told Chuxue exactly how he got the ring, the big box in the ring, and how to open the box.
Yun Manlou had told Chuxue about getting the inheritance from the chef, but it was definitely not as detailed as Jiang Xiaoyu's. Listening to Jiang Xiaoyu's eloquent talk, he even explained the process in detail,
Chuxue immediately believed him.
"I understand the origin of this ring, but...what does this have to do with the black line on your palm?"
"It's a big deal!" Jiang Xiaoyu immediately transformed into a storyteller and explained: "You must know better than me what kind of person the painter is. To reach his level, it cannot be achieved through ordinary hard work.
Come."
"I don't like to be restrained by nature, and the painter wanted me to practice quickly and reach the stage of spiritual transformation, so he drew this line on my hand."
"No! No! Xiaoyu, I still don't understand why he drew a line and gave you a hidden disease?"
"The painter told me that since this line is in my palm, I must practice hard. He said that I am a young man and my character is not very good, so..."
"So what?" Chuxue was obviously taken in by Jiang Xiaoyu's words.
"So, he said that before the transformation stage, once I had any physical contact with the opposite sex, this black line would immediately cut off my palm, so that the chef's inheritance would not be wasted on me.
!Chu Xue, now you understand..."
A look of extreme shock suddenly appeared on Chuxue's face, and she murmured: "So, you don't dare to touch me?"
"That's right!" Jiang Xiaoyu also looked apologetic, stretched out his hand and slapped himself in the face, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault! If I weren't afraid that my hand would become a useless person, I really wouldn't want to
I have failed you so much! Wuwuwuwu..."
As he said this, Jiang Xiaoyu actually lay down on the table and burst into tears, "Chu Xue, Chu Xue, I have failed you..."
"Xiaoyu!" Chuxue was about to pat his shoulder, but thinking of what Jiang Xiaoyu had just said, she immediately withdrew her hand as if she was electrocuted.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! I believe that with your talent, you will reach that level very quickly!"
"But...but this will be hard on you..."
"It doesn't matter...it really doesn't matter..."
Suddenly, the door of the bridal chamber collapsed with a bang, and Yun Manlou rushed in with an angry face.
"Dad?" Chuxue was so surprised that her little mouth opened wide.
Jiang Xiaoyu also raised his head, and seeing Yun Manlou's murderous look on his face, Jiang Xiaoyu, who was pretending to cry, was immediately frightened and shed two tears.
This father-in-law may not be too weird, but on his daughter's wedding night, he actually came to listen to the news from the corner.
However, Yun Manlou rushed to Jiang Xiaoyu, grabbed his palm, looked at it for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to touch it.
In the air next to him, Banque also frowned and murmured: "This is really the artist's handwriting!" Of course, Jiang Xiaoyu and Chu Xue couldn't see his figure at all.
Suddenly, Yun Manlou smashed the table in front of him with a palm. His momentum was as if he wanted to kill people. When Jiang Xiaoyu saw it, he was so frightened that his legs suddenly felt like chaff.
"What a painter. I'm still confused. How could you put my son-in-law in our Beast Control Sect so easily? It turns out that you actually did this kind of thing behind your back!"
Banque shook his head and said, "Is this a good thing or a bad thing..."
Yun Manlou frowned, and after a moment, he held Chu Xue with one hand and Jiang Xiaoyu with the other.
He first said to Chuxue: "My child, Xiaoyu didn't lie to you. The black lines on his hands were indeed the work of the painter. But don't worry, dad will find a way!" Hearing this, Chuxue took a look.
Jiang Xiaoyu looked at Yun Manlou again and nodded.
Then, Yun Manlou said to Jiang Xiaoyu: "Boy, let me tell you, I must keep your hand. From now on, I still count on you to take care of Chuxue for the rest of your life!"
"Yes! Sect Master!"
"Um?"
"Dad! Dad!"
"Don't worry, from now on, you can use the training resources of my Beast Control Sect as you want, and strive to reach the state required by the painter as quickly as possible. Of course, during the process, I will also think of ways to see if I can
Let me remove this black line in my palm for you first!"