"This Emperor Xuan Si... what does it mean...? Can you explain it to me?" Li Lingyue looked at Yan Bing with a smile, but her tone was extremely cold. The person under her feet was none other than Emperor Xuan Si.
Piles of dowries and gift lists were sent...
Yan Bing smiled bitterly and said with slightly trembling eyebrows: "Do you think there is such a possibility... His Majesty knew that I was going to your house to propose marriage, so he specially sent a congratulatory gift... But I didn't expect that we had already set off...
…So it’s too late…??”
"Do you really believe it yourself!!!?? Look clearly at the signature on this gift note!!! It's your name!!! And his precious daughter!!! Wang Wenmiao!!! Do you think I'm illiterate?"
!!!" Lingyue shouted, raising her hand to slap Emperor Xuan Si's gift sheet directly on Yan Bing's face, and walked out of the lobby with an angry face...
Yan Bing rubbed his sore nose with a helpless expression, quickly put on a smile and chased after Lingyue.
"Madam, you are in a hurry...where are you going?"
"Imperial Palace!!! You can't explain clearly!! I'll go directly to the emperor and ask for clarification!!!" Lingyue was almost furious at this moment, and continued to stride towards the courtyard gate without even looking at Yan Bing.
Hearing this, Yan Bing quickly reached out and grabbed Lingyue, but...her weight was basically zero in front of Lingyue...she was dragged all the way out of the courtyard...
"Wait for a moment! Wait for a moment! I can understand that you are angry now, and I would be angry too! But this moment is the same as the other moment... I just lost my son..."
Just as Yan Bing finished speaking, Lingyue suddenly stopped, slowly turned her head to look at Yan Bing, showed a spring-like smile, and said loudly: "So...he found himself another son-in-law!? Oops.
, I made a mistake, are you considered a home-based son-in-law or a home-based daughter-in-law... This is not necessarily true!! Right!!??"
"No! It's definitely the son-in-law!!" Yan Bing instinctively said harshly... However... these words are just adding fuel to the fire...
Lingyue's eye circles instantly turned red, and she cried out with a "wow". She grabbed Yan Bing's collar with one hand, and with the other hand, she swung her hand around and pumped her big mouth.
He cried and cursed: "It's just been a few days!! You're tired of it, aren't you!!?? You want to find someone new, right?!!!?? To be honest, you've already said it, right!!! You shameless bastard!! You have no conscience!"
of……"
"Whoa!"
"Crack!"
Lingyue was playing with her eyes closed when suddenly her hands were empty. When she opened her eyes again, Xue Kui had already taken Yan Bing aside and hugged her into her arms.
Xue Kui lowered her head and looked at Yan Bing, who had been slapped with stars in his eyes and a face like a "pig head", then glared angrily at Lingyue and shouted loudly: "I think you just don't know how to cherish what you get!!! You
Look at what you did to Qihua! He’s already gone so fast!!!”
Lingyue looked at Xuekui, wiped the tears on her face, raised her finger and pointed at her, and said in a cold voice: "She is mine!! Let me go!!" But Lingyue had just cried, and her tone of voice
It was also mixed with crying, and the murderous intention was instantly reduced by half...
"She belongs to no one! She is herself!! Sister Lingyue! You have to be so naive! I advise you to wait a few more years!! You are not worthy now!!" Xue Kui looked at Lingyue with cold eyes, holding her hands
Still gently stroking Yan Bing's "swollen face".
But in Lingyue's eyes, all this was tantamount to double provocation. Lingyue stopped talking, turned to squinting, and began to circulate the Qi sea in Dantian...
The old man on the side saw this situation and the two of them wanted to take action, but as an elder, he couldn't get involved in the emotional entanglements between the younger generations, so he had to wink at Feng Chen beside him and ask him to step forward to dissuade him.
Feng Chen saw the old man's eyes and frowned, then turned his head again, patted Lu Liang's shoulder, and whispered: "Go and persuade!"
Lu Liang nodded, took a step forward, and said loudly: "You two have something to say! We are all one family..."
Lingyue and Xuekui turned their heads at the same time and shouted one word:
"roll!!!"
"Hey, okay..." Lu Liang immediately turned around, stepped back, shrugged at Feng Chen, and shook his head...
"What the hell else can you do!!" Feng Chen cursed angrily, then strode forward, stood between the two of them, and said loudly: "Even if you two don't give me face, you still have to give me some face."
Thank you, Master! His old man is watching from the side..."
"Watch it or not -!!!" Both of them were obviously anxious, leaving no room for maneuver.
Feng Chen scratched the back of his head, returned to the old man's side, and said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Master, I tried my best..."
"Pah!" The old man raised his hand and gave him a slap on the head, and cursed in a low voice: "I asked you to persuade me! You also took advantage of me!! What else can you do!!?? Get out of here!"
Go aside!!! An eyesore!!”
Feng Chen covered his head and stepped away, while the old man strode forward and stood between the two of them. He said with a smile: "As an elder, I shouldn't get involved in your affairs... but
This action is different... I must... take care of it!!"
As soon as he finished saying the word "Guan", the old man appeared behind Xue Kui. He touched her back gently and sealed her air sea instantly. Then he teleported away again. Lingyue only felt a flash in front of her eyes.
Flowers, and then the sea of Qi in Dantian dissipated... He suddenly turned around and saw the old man standing behind him, smiling at himself...
"Okay, now you can't fight even if you want to. If you have anything to say, just say it..." The old man clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked back to Xue Kui. He gently touched Yan Bing in her arms.
Bing then woke up and turned around, and suddenly realized that he was lying in Xue Kui's arms, and he hurriedly rolled and crawled out...
He stood up, stared blankly at the people in the yard, and said to himself: "What just happened..." Then he realized that his speech was unclear, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth and said, "Why did my voice change??"
The old man walked forward with a smile on his face, patted Yan Bing's shoulder and said, "Don't panic, disciple... the swelling will subside in two days."
Only then did Feng Chen and Lu Liang see Yan Bing's "swollen face" clearly, and then they covered their mouths and snickered.
The first thing Bing noticed at this moment was the slump on Lingyue's face.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" Yan Bing quickly walked up to Lingyue and asked with concern on his face.
Lingyue slowly raised her head and looked at Yan Bing, who had been beaten into a pig's head by herself and came to care about her. A warm current surged in her heart, and most of her anger disappeared. She hugged Yan Bing and remained silent.
.
"You see... I'm willing to fight while I'm willing to suffer... Just save yourself the trouble." Feng Chen walked to Xue Kui's side, making sarcastic remarks while helping her up.
Xue Kui, on the other hand, sighed with melancholy and left a sentence: "Wherever gold and sincerity go, gold and stone are opened." Then she walked to the backyard without looking back.
"Why bother? Aren't all women dead?" Feng Chen looked at Xue Kui's lonely back and shook his head.
This "dowry" farce gradually subsided, and Li Bing finally found the reason for his unclear speech in front of the mirror...
"F*ck!!! You hit me this!!!???" Yan Bing pointed at his face and shouted at Lingyue.
Lingyue nodded silently... and asked softly: "You... don't remember?"
Yan Bing scratched the back of his head, trying to remember, and said: "I just remember that you grabbed my collar, and then my vision went dark...I didn't know anything anymore..."
"Pfft~" Hearing this, Lingyue couldn't help laughing.
"You're still laughing!!! I'm going to Yingxianyuan this afternoon!!!" Yan Bing held up a mirror, ran to Lingyue and complained loudly.
When Lingyue saw Yan Bing's swollen pig-headed face in front of her, she smiled even more happily and started rolling on the bed.
"Why don't you just laugh! Business is important! I'll take care of you when I get back!!" Yan Bing put down the mirror with a depressed look on his face and walked to the door bravely.
"Hey!" Lingyue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and called out to her.
"What?" Yan Bing turned around angrily.
Lingyue put away the smile on her face, looked into Yan Bing's eyes seriously, and said hesitantly: "I will never hit you again... I'm sorry..."
Yan Bing smiled slightly, then felt a throbbing pain, raised his hands to cover his face and said, "I believe you are a ghost!!"
He turned around and left the room, used Qing Kung Fu, and rushed to the teaching area of Yingxian Academy. He covered his face and shouted to a craftsman: "Ask Lao Fang to come see me!" After saying that, he hurriedly got in without waiting for the other party to turn around.
At the door, the craftsman turned around and saw only her back.
"Looking at the figure... it should be Lord Dingguo... Why does the voice sound different? Could it be that he has a cold?" The craftsman muttered with a puzzled look on his face, and then started to help look for Lao Fang.
Yan Bing entered the room, sat directly in front of the desk, picked up a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to write and draw. Maybe he was so absorbed in the drawing that Yan Bing didn't even notice until Lao Fang came in and walked up to her.
After entering the house, Lao Fang was about to salute, but suddenly realized something was wrong, so he directly asked: "Dong Guo... what's wrong with your face...??"
"Don't worry!! Sit there and wait!!" Yan Bing replied angrily.
Old Fang nodded dullly and slowly sat down.
"Have you received Huo Huanbu?" Yan Bing asked in a deep voice while drawing.
"I got it...Heijinsi came at noon and sent two cars." Lao Fang responded.
"The efficiency is quite high..." Yan Bing muttered to himself and added: "You can buy two more cars of silk later. The color doesn't matter, the main thing is that it's strong!! The stronger, the better!! Then brush one side with tung oil and let it dry.
Standby!"
"Yes." Lao Fang nodded in response, and then asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Does Mr. Ding Guo have something new to make?"
Yan Bing happened to have finished his calligraphy and painting at this time. He put the brush aside, held up a few rolls of paper, handed them to Lao Fang, and said with a smile: "That's right, just arrange for people to follow the drawings.
, Oh, and also! Remember to cover your face with a cloth when cutting the fire cloth, that stuff is poisonous!"
"Huo Huan cloth is poisonous? I only know that this thing is precious and poisonous. This is the first time I have heard..." Lao Fang took the scroll handed over by Yan Bing with a surprised look on his face, and then looked at the beginning of the scroll.
The three big characters were read out slowly: "heat, air, ball...?"
