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    The night sky is very quiet, so quiet that you can no longer hear the sound of the wind. Only the fireflies and flower petals are still floating leisurely in the sky.  The faint fragrance floats all over the clothes.

    Ling Xiaoruo's eyes widened slightly as he stared at Yun Jingxuan. What came to his mind was the scene of him and Xuanyuan Yu kissing just now. She didn't speak. Now that so many people were present, it wasn't her turn to speak.

    "I disagree!"

    During the silence, I heard a burst of screams coming from the pond.

    This squealing only made everyone startled. Zifeng was the first to see the squealing woman. At this moment, she was standing on the other side of the bamboo forest. She was wearing a green light-flowered coat, and the moonlight shone through the gaps in the bamboo leaves.  On her shoulders, the woman in the mottled light and shadow was holding a sword and glaring angrily at Zi Qing on the arch bridge.

    Should what she said be the answer to the proposal that the eldest brother just made?

    Zifeng glanced at his senior brother and Ziqing, closed the folding fan in his hand, raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, and changed the subject in a loud voice: "Ziling, I didn't expect that you are the daughter of Prime Minister Yan Beimeng."

    Hearing this, Zi Ling nodded slightly towards Zifeng and said, "Hello, Second Senior Brother, the matter of identity is something my father has specifically asked me to do. Please forgive me, Second Senior Brother."

    Zifeng raised his hand and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter."

    In fact, he had already guessed about the identity of his senior brother, but he had never thought of Zi Ling's identity.  She and her senior brother may have known each other before going up the mountain, so the feelings in their hearts must have been planted long ago.  Thinking of the word "affection", I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart, my handsome eyebrows relaxed and then narrowed, and a beautiful face appeared in my mind.  After so many days, I don¡¯t know where she has gone or if she is safe.

    Because he thought of Ling Xiaoruo, Zifeng couldn't help but put his eyes on Yun Jingxuan. Looking at his appearance, he might have suffered some internal injuries. If not, he would definitely give him a good beating. He was actually  Don't you care about your wife at all?

    When Zi Ping heard Zi Ling's voice, Zi Ping, who had been standing silently beside Zi Mo, quickly left Zi Mo's side, crossed the arch bridge and passed by Zi Qing. She glared at Zi Qing angrily as she passed by. Ling Xiao  Seeing this, Ruo raised his chin slightly and looked at her sideways, showing no sign of weakness.

    Ziping bit her silver teeth secretly and walked towards Ziling. After standing still, she called softly: "Seventh Senior Sister."

    Ling Xiaoruo originally turned back to face Yun Jingxuan, but when Zi Ling made such a fuss, she naturally averted her eyes and turned around. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the woman holding the sword in the bamboo forest, with the arrogant and domineering expression in the past.  One by one, the needle on the top of Huashan passed through her mind, and she seemed to have no chance to return it. What was she doing?  It's none of her business whether the eldest brother wants to marry her, and it's not her decision whether she wants to marry or not. How can she disagree?

    Ling Xiaoruo narrowed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly and said to Zi Ling: "Since ancient times, the marriage contract is the word of the matchmaker ordered by the parents. You are not the matchmaker, and you are not related to us. I and I  Is it your turn to speak about the marriage relationship between senior brothers?"

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    Zi Ling was angry when she heard this. Zi Qing's unruly appearance made her suffer unprecedented humiliation. She tightened her hand on the sword, then raised the sword and pointed it at Ling Xiaoruo and said: "  In Yanbei, men and women have always been unrestrained in their pursuits and can compete fairly. Tonight, I will challenge you!"

    Ling Xiaoruo felt funny in her heart. If she hadn't cared about her senior brother's feelings, she would have agreed to marry him now, just to piss Zi Ling off. God knows how much she wanted to see her twisted face.

    "However, the senior brother has already suffered so much harm, how can she add a pinch of salt to his wounds?"

    After all, she is not a woman from ancient times. Favor and emotion are two different things. She cannot confuse them together. She will not agree to his proposal before she falls in love with her elder brother.  However, now that so many people are present, she will naturally not refuse directly. Otherwise, where will the face of the senior brother be put?

    "Zi Ling, don't talk nonsense." Xuanyuan Chen, who had been silent since the beginning, said in a low voice, still a little out of breath in his words.

    He had been depressed since he woke up. Xuanyuan Hong knelt in front of him and asked for his forgiveness. Because of his elder brother's death, he had always been estranged from him. He didn't want him to send someone to deliver a letter to Cangshan in order to make himself happy.  He asked his junior brothers to go to Dadu to visit him, and even helped him carefully plan tonight's scene. He knew that Xuanyuan Hong was also doing it for his own good. After his planning, he felt really relieved.

    Ziqing¡¯s thoughts, he can still more or less?In this case, wouldn't it be even easier to win over Zi Ling?  What's more, taking her belt and leaving her in a miserable state can relieve Huashan's energy.

    Ling Xiaoruo raised his eyebrows, smiled sweetly at Zi Ling, and said, "I compare my belt to a sword. What does Seventh Senior Sister think?"

    Without waiting for Zi Ling to say anything in rebuttal, Ling Xiaoruo stretched out his right hand, and the belt that was originally rolled up softly in his hand straightened up in an instant and stretched outwards. Its upright posture was no different from a sword.

    Ling Xiaoruo turned around, holding the belt in his hand as straight as a green pine tree. After walking a vertical circle above his head, he raised his right leg and bent in front of him. The belt in his hand pointed at the snow-covered ground.

    After Zifeng saw her move, his handsome eyes narrowed and his face darkened. How could Ziqing know Yue Ji Gong's soft sword technique?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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