Chapter 961: Picking up a gold cup and kneeling on a cloud blanket
"Since you all are so sincere, does that mean that you must be able to meet all the requirements you have for me?"
The elegant Mu Yunye smiled slightly and said: "As long as it is not against the laws of heaven, if Third Miss has any needs, I will help you."
Fang Geyu drank down the glass of wine in his hand, looked at him with bright eyes and smiled: "So, even if I am raising my face, you don't care at all?"
Astonishing words!
Such a straightforward and unrestrained request made the faces of the suitors at the table change drastically.
Even Fang You started to twitch the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but pick her up and slap her head.
"What nonsense are you talking about here! It seems that Daddy has been too spoiled to you these years!!"
There is no room for Fang You to change his face. You must know that except for Ji Xinian, all the people here are the sons of immortals from the Shangqing Immortal Realm.
If he had not sincerely entered into a marriage relationship with Shifang City, how could these arrogant masters be willing to lower themselves to live in troubled times?
Now that the husband has not been chosen yet, he asked him to raise his face.
Could it be that the faces of these noble nobles from the fairy clan were pressed to the ground and stomped on hard?
How could you be so rude!
Sure enough, the originally peaceful atmosphere at the table began to become restless. After hearing these words, the noble suitors frowned, as if they had been greatly humiliated, and their faces gradually turned cold.
They came here to seek marriage, and marrying Shifang City was a prestige.
Unexpectedly, he would go so far and make such excessive demands.
This is not the demon world. Could it be that she thinks of herself as the superior female queen of the demon world, and she has to recruit three thousand royal wives to be satisfied?
Simply arrogant!
They were all immortals with noble births. How could they allow a little girl like her to be humiliated and treated with such contempt like that woman's concubine?
Compared to those sons of Taoist immortals who were sullen and angry, Mu Yunye's handsome face was always calm, and his eyes were as serene as a lake.
He smiled emotionlessly, raised his head slightly, and said: "The third lady is the person I want in my heart. If I am lucky enough to have the third lady to fulfill my wish, I am willing to give it to the third lady with all my heart."
Whatever you wish for, Yun Ye is willing to fulfill it for Miss."
With these words, the restlessness in the audience was instantly calmed down.
Even the most unruly Situ among them felt as if a ghost had suddenly strangled his neck, swallowing all the resentful words in his mouth.
Mu Yunye, the genius of the immortal world and the son of the Golden Immortal, had such a sincere and tolerant attitude.
No matter how noble he is, he only shows the slightest trace of resentment and anger.
How can they continue to have attacks?
Situ was also angry and aggrieved, thinking that he was a little impatient after all.
At that moment, he was probably just like these idiots, acting as a springboard for Mu Yunye.
Not to mention whether the third young lady of the Fang family really dares to raise a noodle head after taking in the noble son of the Xian family.
Mu Yunye's sincere and affectionate confession just now had already won Fang Geyu's favor.
If he continues and takes the lead, he is probably the only one who takes the lead, Mu Yunye.
Regarding Mu Yunye's astonishing, indulgent and easy-going speech, Fang Geyu didn't see any emotion on his face.
She smiled calmly, her fingers holding the empty wine glass relaxed. The wine glass slipped from her delicate white fingertips and fell silently on the soft and precious carpet.
"I have seen Lord Mu Xian's sincerity. If you want to marry me, sincerity alone is not enough."
Mu Yunye's eyes were calm and confident: "I will accept all the tests from Miss Third."
Seeing this, Situ also curled up his fists hidden in the dark nervously.
Looking at the atmosphere between the two of them, it was obvious that Miss Fang San was gradually becoming fond of Mu Yunye.
The banquet took so long during the day, and Mu Yunye seemed taciturn and rarely spoke. How could he imagine that this move would be so overwhelming for the girl?
The same goes for Miss Fang San. During the banquet, her thinking was out of the ordinary and her words were astonishing.
But Situ also saw clearly that Miss Fang San, who seemed out of place, actually didn't put anyone in his eyes from the beginning to the end.
Even if you are catering to a conversation, it is all based on your heart, and you will never communicate more than three sentences at a time with each person.
Stingy and fair.
But the conversation between her and Mu Yunye had obviously exceeded three sentences.
It seems that the identity of the son of Jinxian is very tempting even for Shifang City.
The charming-looking 'Rong Lijun' had already walked up to Balian's side of the table not long after the banquet started, poured the walnuts he had peeled into the palm of his hand, and bit into them one by one.
"I said, stupid cat, your lovely eldest lady is about to be turned into a bowl and stewed. If you are still here peeling walnuts in a hurry, you are not afraid of her giving you a big buckle."
Cuckold?”
Balian glanced at her sideways: "I can't even stop your mouth from eating walnuts."
Ning Feiyan shook her head and said: "Judging from my many years of experience in conquering women, the young lady will definitely ask Mu Yunye to pick up the dropped wine glass for her next.
That Mu Yunye knew everything he could do, and Shun Zhizun picked it up attentively, showing his gentlemanly spirit and demeanor.
The eldest lady smiled slightly and pushed the wine glass out as a token of friendship.
With such sufficient steps, the relationship between the two must be delicate, and Mu Yunye is naturally not the only person who can get close to the eldest lady tonight.
Now that the dust has settled, the eldest lady's guests will naturally change from nine to one.
After all, there are some extra people who are really an eyesore, aren’t they?”
Bailian took another walnut without haste, pinched it gently with his fingers and peeled it, and then a complete walnut kernel was peeled out.
"Well, that's right. Some of the people at this banquet look really annoying. Come on... open your mouth."
He raised his hand, fed the peeled walnut kernel under her chattering pale lips, and slowly and slowly traced it along her sharp lip line.
The curvature of the corners of Balian's eyes is slightly curved, and the curvature makes the sparse eyelashes look a bit soft.
His eyes were like teasing a cat, gently scratching the top of people's hearts, with a hint of invitation and ambiguity.
That kind of gaze is really annoying, but it is hard for some little animals with cat-like qualities to refuse.
She clearly knew that he was deliberately teasing people, but Ning Feiyan had never been so upright and flirtatious with a male companion in front of countless pairs of eyes.
After all, she was the one who did the flirting and teasing in the past.
Ning Feiyan's cheeks were slightly dizzy because of the crispy and sweet walnuts. Her lips, which were deliberately modified to look like a boy's light color, turned out to be more delicate and delicate. Bit by bit, they became darker and more moist, making them red, charming, and soft.
She pursed her lips together, her eyes seemed a little shy and difficult to deal with, and she subconsciously opened her lips to bite the walnut kernel.
Unexpectedly, the finger that was still so painfully sharpened suddenly pulled back, and actually bit the hole.
In the past, it was Ning Feiyan who teased others, but now he was really teased by Bai Lian.
She pursed her rosy lips, her cheeks were hot, and her beautiful lover's eyes were full of shame and annoyance, staring at Balian with endless anger.
Balian threw the piece of walnut kernel into his mouth with a backhand, curled the corners of his lips and said: "Since this walnut kernel can't block Rong Lijun's mouth, then it's better not to force it on others."
Ning Feiyan's deflated look caught Yin Baishuang's eyes. She pretended to peel the walnuts by herself and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I don't talk much."
Ning Feiyan was annoyed and ashamed. She wiped her lips with her backhand and said in a low voice: "Laugh, laugh. Later, your eldest lady is kidnapped. I wonder if you, stupid cat, can still laugh."
You can laugh!"
Balian's deep and downcast eyes were quiet. He didn't pay much attention to Mu Yunye. He just lowered his head to pour the wine and spoke in a calm tone.
"The heart of the Tao is like iron, and the spiritual method is like a furnace. If there is not enough improvement, there is more than enough deterioration. Mu Yunye...can't go up."
Ning Fei's eyes are flowing with smoke, his heart is like iron, and his spirit is like a furnace. Doesn't this refer to Fang Geyu?
She looked at him with a half-smile: "Are you so sure that Mu Yunye can't succeed?"
Balian shook his head: "Even if you are the son of an immortal, how can you cross the abyss before you?"
"Testing is out of the question." Sure enough, Fang Geyu's voice sounded faintly, and she playfully kicked the golden cup under her feet.
"If Mr. Mu Xian is willing to deign to come here and bend down to pick up this cup for me, I will believe that Mr. Mu Xian treats me sincerely."
Fang You stood up and slowly sat back down. He breathed a long sigh of relief and finally felt relieved. He smiled and said in a low voice to Deacon Qin Lou who was serving beside him:
"Xiao Geyu is playing hard-to-get, it's good to suppress first and then increase.
In this way, everyone has gained a lot of face. Look at the high-spirited immortals from the immortal world. Are they all dumbfounded?
Who would have thought that the dignified son of the Golden Immortal, the leader of the younger generation in the heaven, could be so humble in front of Xiao Geyu.
Mianshou! She wants to support Mianshou and he relies on her. This is not indulgence! This is not indulgence!
Xiao Geyu must have fallen in love with him, but he couldn't help but admit it.
It's understandable that girls are thin-skinned, so they made such a request to express their feelings.
Good! Very good, very good! I didn’t expect that on the first day, Xiao Geyu would be so discerning and fall in love with Mu Yunye, the most outstanding one among them. Well, well, well, it can be regarded as an end to my troubles.
wish."
Qin Lou twitched the corner of his mouth and thought that among the nine people, seven were the sons of Taoist Immortals.
There is another person who is not worthy of attention at all. He is just a young disciple of the Earthly Immortal Taixuan Jiujing.
He is still a Duan Xiu who has two boats on his feet, and it looks like he is being pulled over to make up the numbers.
Anyone with eyes knows that Mu Yunye, the only son of the Golden Immortal here, is the best and most powerful among them in terms of talent, cultivation, knowledge, and background.
Why are you so discerning?
Can this be embarrassing?
Also, is she thin-skinned?
How can a person who keeps saying in front of his future husband that he wants to have a handsome young man be so thin-skinned?!
Mu Yunye glanced lightly between the blankets on the ground.
Although Fang Geyu's choice was already confirmed in his heart, he didn't show the slightest bit of pride in being chosen on his face.
The confidence in his plain expression seems to be innate.
It is a kind of ordinary self-confidence developed by truly understanding how good and powerful one is, and being the first among others has become the norm.
But despite this, Mu Yunye still took an extremely serious and attentive attitude towards Fang Geyu's request, even if it was a very small request.
He carefully arranged his appearance, stood up, stepped out of his clothes, and nodded politely towards Fang Geyu.
Then he stepped forward, stepped onto the golden and jade steps, and walked toward Fang Geyu.
The cloud boots made of armadillo made no sound when stepping on the thick and soft precious blanket.
Mu Yunye's steps were steady, his back straight and straight, but his steps were extremely elegant. Every step he took was like a handsome immortal stepping on the clouds, and his behavior was indescribably pleasing to the eye.
The clear immortal energy emanating from his body gradually came closer, and Fang Geyu stopped kicking the golden cup under his feet.
"The steps are high and the cloud carpet is smooth. Lord Mu Xian, please be careful where you step..."
As if a kind reminder, Fang Geyu slowly raised his eyebrows, his gaze seemed to penetrate ancient times and was fixed on Mu Yunye's body.
The darkness in her pupils faded away, turning into pure golden pupils, with a vigorous and thick power growing in them.
The bright and huge consciousness gradually condensed into traces of eternal latitude and longitude in those eyes, like a bottomless puzzle.
She looked down at him.
Mu Yunye paused, and for a moment, he felt as if his body had dwarfed, becoming extremely small under Fang Geyu's sight.
The moment he reluctantly raised his head, he faced those golden eyes filled with sacred patterns, and he only had a terrifying illusion in his heart that he was as humble as dust under the gaze of these eyes.
perhaps……
That's not an illusion!
At this moment, she was looking down at him, her golden eyes cold and aloof, yet so soul-absorbing and beautiful.
The human emotions on her face have completely disappeared, making it impossible for people to perceive or speculate on the emotions in her eyes.
There is only a non-human kind of indifferent compassion that transcends all living things, overlooking a speck of dust in the world of sentient beings.
Mu Yunye's face was blank, and he had no time to react, so that at this moment his condition fell into the eyes of others, and he just stopped in a calm and natural manner.
But no one knew that the sweat on his back was pouring out at this moment!
I just felt that the indifferent sight was like a miserable and endless ancient night, shrouding him silently and quietly.
At this moment, Mu Yunye seemed to have experienced eternal fear!
The fear that was as oppressive as the deep sea made his body tremble, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.
Just when everyone was curious and couldn't understand why Mu Yunye suddenly stopped at this time.
He clearly promised Miss Fang San that he would help her pick up the golden cup that fell on the ground.
But after he left the table, no matter how graceful and graceful he was, he only took three steps.
From the moment the banquet started, the Immortal Lord Muyun Ye had always been perfect. Why did he choose this moment to undergo such a small change?
Don't you know, your little pause?
What kind of hesitation does it mean?
How can you hesitate at this time?
Could it be that he wanted to deliberately expose small flaws and imperfections, and at the moment when he was about to reach the summit, he looked back in a bad way and mocked them silently.
He has not yet given everyone the answers to the confusion in his heart.
Under Fang Geyu's golden skirt, a pair of delicate little boots poked out.
Just like before, he gently... naughtily... kicked the golden cup that fell on the ground.
"thump!!!"
So, in front of everyone, Mu Yunye, the son of the Golden Immortal and the genius of the immortal world!
His body suddenly dwarfed and he knelt heavily on the steps!
He knelt down!
The person who wants to marry you!
There was even a clear cracking sound from the kneecap!
Even if everyone could only see his back, they could still imagine the pain on Mu Yunye's face at this moment. If you like Long Night Walk, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk Search Novel Network has the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.