The Sword of the Alien World

Chapter 147 Untitled

"Congratulations, Brother Jian." A carriage appeared in front of the Shangshu Mansion. Menghua Xianping came down from the carriage and took a gift box in one hand and a bag in the other. Meng Hua Xianping was full of smiles and looked extremely happy.

Many dignitaries sent gifts this afternoon. At this time, the swordsman was also happy to see Meng Hua Xianping. I haven't had a good time with this brother since I came to Juncheng.

"Congratulations, Brother Jian." Another carriage stopped in front of the Sofu Gate and came down from the car with a smile on his face. The fiery silk clothes, the long skirt on the floor, the sexy thighs, and the arrogant love on the chest, the lonely drooling elder, and the female bodyguard behind the wind under the steps is not Xiao Yu, who is she?

Everyone walked into the house with a burst of greetings. The swordsman felt strange and whispered to Menghua Xianping, "How can I carry a bag?" The box is easy to understand. It doesn't seem to be a gift in the bag.

"Bingguo, in my pavilion, I don't want to eat it, so I brought it to Miss Shun'er."

"That's good." The sword clan is extremely satisfied. Menghua Xianping is willing to bring something, and it happens to be an ice fruit, saving him a lot of things.

"The old minister paid a visit to the two highnesses." Soege saluted in a flat box.

Then there was another greeting from you, and the yard tossed around for a while. Everyone just sat down as the guests. Fengchi looks beautiful. Thinking that Zhao Guang has returned to China, Fengchi already knows.

"Brother Jian, this is the invitation for tomorrow's concubine selection ceremony. Brother Jian must come tomorrow." Menghua Xianping handed an invitation to the Soege Swordsman.

"Think about who you want to marry." The swordsman looked at the invitation and said meaningfully, "It's better to marry two together."

Suddenly, the crowd was full of laughter, and Fengchi coaxed: "Brother Xianping, why don't you marry the two together? Princess Aihua is born beautiful. It's really good to be the head of the East Palace. Prince Yun is a civil and martial arts who can help Brother Xianping deal with state affairs." As soon as Fengchi's words were finished, the people in the hall continued to coax. The hall is either laughing or simply talking in front of Menghua Xianping.

"I heard that Mr. and Miss Shun'er have been married." I don't know when Xiao Yu quietly moved over.

The swordsman smiled plainly and said, "It's not the beffinity or the marriage."

"But Xiao Yu still likes you." Xiao Yu muttered resently. He really scared the swordsman into a cold sweat: "Miss Xiao, don't joke."

"Yuer, how dare you make fun of your husband?" Xiao Yu stamped her feet and said angrily.

"Brother Jianzu, what are you talking to Sister Xiao Yu?" In an instant, he trotted behind the swordsman.

Hearing this sound, the swordsman coughed repeatedly: "Nothing. It's just greeting the family.

"Sister Xiao Yu, why are you here?" After listening to the swordsman's words, Shun'er looked at Xiao Yu carelessly: "Why are you standing? Why don't you sit in Shun'er's room?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go too." Before Xiao Yu could speak, Dugu picked flowers and said.

The swordsman sweated for it: "What are you going to, the girl's boudoir."

"Let's fight the light and dark, sword brother, will you go?" Instantly raised the card in her hand.

The swordsman burst into tears: "Why don't we play*?"

"No, we always lose. If we don't play, we will play Light and Dark Kill." Shun'er said and took Xiao Yu's hand and said, "Sister Xiao Yu, let's go and play together."

"Go ahead." Seeing Xiao Yu's embarrassed eyes, Feng Chi ordered casually.

" boss, I'm going to play."

"Go, tell me where you are going and what to do." The swordsman kicked out directly. Dugu ran out with a flower fart.

"How did you play this thing?" In the woman's boudoir, Xiao Yu looked at the messy and graffiti cards in front of her and was puzzled for a moment.

"This is a blood card, representing the blood value of the character." Instantly took a card with four simple circles drawn on it and explained.

"This is,,,,,,,,."

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The four of them have been playing in the room. It's dark and I haven't come out of the room.

"Your Excellency, do you want to call them?" Liu Fulu stood behind the flat box and waited.

"Just bring in the meals of the four children. Let's drink." Soege's flat box has a lot of aura.

The swordsman pointed to the fruit salad on the table: "Housekeeper, send them a plate of ice fruit salad."

"Yes, and this sour plum lychee soup, also bring them." Menghua Xianping put the sour plum soup on the table.

He looked at Meng Hua Xianping next to him meaningfully, and the corners of his mouth were even more scratched with a bad smile.

Menghua Xianping's heart was white: "What's the problem?"

"Brother Jian, do any of the three girls in that room like sour plum soup?" Fengchi directly jumped over Menghua Xianping and asked the swordsman.

Who likes to drink sour plum soup? The swordsman knows who it is without thinking about it, but this question must not be said. The swordsman pretended to be meditating for a long time: "It seems that Miss Xiao Yu likes sour plum soup very much, and she also likes it in a flash." This answer of the sword clan made Menghua Xianping grateful.

"Does Miss Xiao Yu like it?" After muttering to himself, Feng Chi asked the bodyguard behind him, "Have you ever seen Miss Xiao Yu often with sour plum soup?"

Most of the guards shook their heads, and Fang Miaoyu shook her head quite positively. By the way, she burst out: "Miss almost never makes sour plum soup. I heard that there is no cosmetic effect."

The swords continued to sweat, and Menghua Xianping gritted his teeth with hatred. Fengchi took the lead in laughing first. Soge looked at Menghua Xianping with some melancholy on the side of the flat box. Which of the three girls likes to drink sour plum soup the most? How can there be no way to know about Soge flat box?

"Miss, your food. The adult asked me to deliver it. Liu Fulu walked into the cabinet with a plate.

Shuner took the lead in putting down the card in her hand: "What's there?" The fragrance from the plate made Shun'er's heart fly out of the sky long ago.

"Ice fruit salad, lychee soup, Shaoyang chicken wings, boiled wine pancakes, snow lotus fruit and dates porridge, meat TUANzi" Liu Fulu reported the dishes and put these dishes on the table.

The small yellow fruit is crystal clear and naturally cold in the palm of your hand. It tastes sour and sweet in your mouth and melts in your mouth. It gives people a feeling of coldness in their hearts.

"In an instant, as for it? It's just ice fruit." Zhu Jian Wanrong felt extremely funny when she looked at Shun'er's extremely intoxicated appearance.

"Sister Wanrong has eaten it?" The black eyes kept flashing.

Zhu Jian Wanrong said a spoonful of sour plum soup: "I ate too much when I was a child, and it was all given by His Royal Highness."

"Rich man." Xiao Yu muttered sourly and peeled the ice fruit with her hands rudely.

"How happy it is to eat ice fruit salad in summer."

"It's cool to eat in winter." Zhu Jian Wanrong said this and pressed his forehead in an instant. The latter spit out his tongue: "It's strange to eat in winter without fighting your teeth."

"You don't understand the feeling of cold mouth, how enjoyable it is."

In an instant, Xiao Yu looked at her incredulously, and the latter was speechless: "She is not in the same world as us. Don't pay attention to him." The casting sword gently spread its teeth and claws.

The three girls suddenly became a mess.

"I thought you wouldn't come to dinner." The sword clan looked at the Dugu picking flowers that arrived in a hurry.

"How can I be missing on such occasions?" Dugu picked flowers and gave himself a spoonful of soup.

"This must be the Dugu flower picking brother who is known as the 'flower picker'." Fengchi took up a glass of wine and toasted it.

"I dare not." Dugu picked up his glass and looked extremely satisfied.

"To be honest, do you have another taels of silver on you?" The swordsman said something casually.

Where? I still have a taels of silver on me. But it doesn't seem to be any different from a liang of silver. Dugu picked flowers and said helplessly, and then said, " boss, how do you know?"

"If you have money, why don't you go to the kiln."

"If you know me, boss, why don't you give me some silver flowers?" Dugu picked flowers and decided to be shameless once.

The sword clan gritted his teeth: "How dare you open your mouth? The two hundred taels of gold the day before yesterday has not been returned yet."

"When I didn't say it." Dugu picked flowers and hurriedly grabbed a chicken wing and sent it to his mouth.

"The day of Brother Jian's marriage, you must send the invitation to us in the Southern Tang Dynasty. When I arrive, it is imperative for me to celebrate." Fengchi picked up his wine glass and went to the swordsman.

The sword clan laughed and picked up its glass neatly: "Speaking of Princess Zhaoping's wedding, the sword clan has to prepare this gift well."

At the dinner table, most of the people seem modest and polite. Everyone drank a lot of wine when you came and went. In a word, everything at this private banquet in Sofu is happy. The only unhappy one may be the one in front of us.

"I don't want to marry Prince Yun, and I don't want to marry my cousin." Menghua Xianping took a pot of "concubine smile" and poured it into his mouth.

"Hasn't it figured out yet?" The sword clan allowed Menghua Xianping to lean on himself. There is also a helplessness on his face, and he can't help himself with this matter.

"I really don't want to marry a woman I don't like. Prince Yun, do you know how good her martial arts are?" Meng Hua Xianping smiled bitterly.

"The peak of the seven floors of Shuntian Realm." The swordsman slowly spit out nine words.

"It turns out that you have known it for a long time, and it's no wonder that she is not as strong as you, so you can naturally see it." Menghua Xianping poured again. Menghua Xianping exhaled wine: "Mother Xipi, I have only been at the peak of the sixth level of the realm of heaven. If this comes, I will not be beaten by her." Menghua Xianping threw the wine pot on the stairs: "Look at how good Wanrong is. At the peak of the five layers of Shuntianjing, she is not high or low. She is beautiful, kind, gentle and considerate. What a good girl she is looking at Prince Yun,,,,,,,,,,."

The swordsman did not wait for Meng Hua Xianping to go on: "You're drunk."