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Volume 1 Chapter 219 People from the Sect

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    On the street, everyone gradually became quiet.  They turned their heads and looked at Chen Jianchen who was standing in front of the window, waiting for his answer.  Who is the author of the song "Yong Mei"? "General Chen, it's okay if it's not convenient for you to answer. The little lady will send someone over and invite the talented man over. How about it?"  Bend, extremely charming, Chen Jianchen was suddenly in a trance when he looked at it.  In the innermost wing of the restaurant, Yang Ye and Sima Xiaowei were already dressed, hugging each other, and quietly listening to the conversations outside.  "Yang Ye, who do you think General Chen will talk about?" Sima Xiaowei sat in Yang Ye's arms and asked softly.  Yang Ye hugged her and secretly prayed that Fatty Chen would not betray him, but he said half-jokingly: "If nothing else happens, it should be me." "You?" Sima Xiaowei was startled when he heard this, then smiled and woke up.  He came over and said, "I should say, it's your name, not you." Yang Ye grabbed her slender and smooth little hand, smiled, and said nothing.  Sima Xiaowei¡¯s eyes flickered, looking out the window with a touch of expectation, waiting for Chen Jianchen¡¯s answer.  ¡° If it was really that person, no matter what, she would go to Qingyage to see him, just take a look.  The door suddenly opened, and Yang Ziyu walked in with a smile without knocking.  Sima Xiaowei exclaimed in low voice, her face flushed with embarrassment, and wanted to get up from Yang Ye's arms, but the young man hugged her tightly, not giving her any chance.  "Sister Xiaowei, you are your own person, don't be shy." The little girl smiled and sat down next to the two of them.  Yang Ye glanced at her and said: "Ziyu, why do I feel like you have an ominous premonition when you come here? Do you want to" Yang Ziyu smiled and nodded, saying: "Don't blame Fatty Chen.  , it was all my idea." Yang Ye frowned, and just as he was about to scold her, he heard Chen Jianchen's reply to the master of Qingya Pavilion from outside: "Master Mei Pavilion, the author of this poem must be.  You've guessed it, it's Yang Ye of Xiangzhou, the Marquis of Xiang who was granted the title of Marquis with Qu. Haha, that guy is my junior. I didn't want to stand out. The reason why my name was written on the poem just now was because of him.  The idea has nothing to do with me. If you are dissatisfied, just take it out on that guy." Yang Ye frowned and said, "This is too despicable." The little girl thought it was wrong.  He nodded and said: "Yes, Fatty Chen is indeed despicable, but brother, he is actually helping you." The voice of Pavilion Master Mei came from outside: "Oh, it turns out that it is really the world-famous Young Master Yang.  , General Chen, please come here, Mr. Yang." Chen Jianchen said, "Can Pavilion Master Mei ensure his safety?" The woman chuckled lightly, although the black gauze covered her face, but her eyes showed a lot of charm, and said:  "Don't worry, general. The little girl also admires Mr. Yang very much. I promise to treat him with courtesy and not dare to let him do anything wrong." "That's good." Chen Jianchen responded and stopped talking.  Yang Ziyu squeezed Yang Ye's waist quietly, looked at the girl in his arms, suddenly smiled brightly, and said: "Sister Xiaowei, what a coincidence, I didn't expect that Young Master Yang to be here too.  He will go to Qingyage opposite in a while, do you want to go and have a look?" Sima Xiaowei's cheeks were red and she did not answer immediately. Instead, she turned her head, with pleading in her eyes, and looked at Yang Ye pitifully, as if  Seek permission from the owner.  Yang Ye had a headache. After thinking about it, he said, "Let's go. I just want to go there and have a look, so I'll go with you." When Sima Xiaowei heard this, her eyes were full of happiness.  "Xiaowei, you wait outside first, I will say a few words to Ziyu." Yang Ye hesitated for a moment and said with a smile.  Sima Xiaowei glanced at the two of them doubtfully, stood up and walked out without asking any more questions.  After the girl walked out of the room, Yang Ye stretched out his finger, gave the little girl next to him a shudder, and said, "Look, what should I do now? What the hell are you planning?" The little girl touched her head.  , he was not angry, and still had a smile on his face, and whispered: "Brother, it is said that the master of Qingya Pavilion is not a secular person. I think he is from some sect. You can take this opportunity to have a chat.  It would be best if we could make some connections with her and sleep with her. " "From the sect?" Yang Ye was startled when he heard this, and his expression moved slightly. He remembered what Tang Fenfen said that night before leaving.  Come.  "Brother, grandpa said that although you are from the Xia Kingdom, your development will not necessarily be limited to the small Xia Kingdom in the future. If you have the opportunity, you must first understand the path of cultivation beyond the secular world." Yang Ziyu  No more joking, but very serious.    Yang Ye was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Are you really sure that the master of the Qingya Pavilion is from a certain sect." Yang Ziyu nodded and said, "What Fatty Chen said, and he was confused.  The old man also respects that woman, so it shouldn't be wrong." Yang Ye was a little embarrassed and said, "What should I say if I go over there, whether it is reasonable or unreasonable?  Mention?" Yang Ziyu held his hand and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, just go and talk casually. As for that request, you can just make it casually, but it is best if you can ask her to sleep with her.  Wait and see her reaction. If she doesn't refuse, you have to be careful. If she refuses, just leave early. " Yang Ye said with a smile: "I can't tell, you are a clever little guy."  "That's right." The little girl was very happy when her brother praised her.  "What will Sima Xiaowei do now?" Yang Ye said hesitantly.  Yang Ziyu said: "Just do whatever you want to do. I just saw Sister Xiaowei's eyes. She is already yours. Don't hide some things from her." Yang Ye pondered for a moment,  He nodded, stood up and said, "Ask Uncle Chen to send someone to protect one person first and divert the attention of those below. Sima Xiaowei and I will follow." Yang Ziyu agreed, got up and went out.  Sima Xiaowei was standing in the corridor anxiously and said with a smile: "Sister Xiaowei, if you see Mr. Yang later, remember not to get nymphomaniac, otherwise my brother will be very sad." Hearing this, Sima Xiaowei said,  With her face flushed, she lowered her head and said, "No, I just looked at him and left with Yang Ye immediately." The little girl curled her mouth, with a hint of cunning in her eyes, and turned around with a smile and left.  On the street, Chen Yuxiang, like the crowd, stared intently at the door of the restaurant, waiting for the appearance of the Marquis of Xiang.  "If it's really Bastard Yang, I don't care what kind of ghost he is, I will immediately grab his ears and take him away. Huh, at such a young age, he actually wants to fool around with those old women. It's really shocking.  People despise her." The girl looked disdainful, but felt panicked for no reason.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes for your support. This is my biggest motivation. Please search for Piaotian Literature. The novel will be better and updated faster!
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