Chapter 109 (1/2)

A Good Person Used to Praise, Sit Above Him

Little eight was frightened by Nan Xun’s arrogance and ambition. It took a long time for him to say, “A good person is used to praise, you sit above him.”

Nan Xun laughed then said with a smile, “Little eight, didn’t you tell me that this tyrant is impotent? I really want to go to him, but he can’t get hard ha ha ha ha…”

Little eight choked and scolded her in his heart.

Because Nan Xun didn’t believe his words and doubted it, the beast once again explained to Nan Xun the truth of the rain and dew distributed in the harem.1 At that time, Nan Xun was so frightened that she could put an egg in her mouth, but she still believed it and boasted that the tyrant can support a boat.2

So, just now he will be played by Nan Xun!

The angry little eight didn’t want to talk anymore. Nan Xun teased him two more times and was ignored. So, Nan Xun went to sleep in her quilt and slept soundly.

Early in the next morning, the masked man who was wounded in the outer hall disappeared. Cuihuan was very happy and said that the other party was quite self-conscious and went away so early.

However, on the third night, when Nan Xun was practicing her sword dance in the yard, a dark shadow suddenly came over the wall, wielding a long sword and attacked her.

The man’s swordsmanship was very good. He could predict Nan Xun’s movements and had the upper hand. At last, he disarmed Nan Xun, knocking her sword away. Suddenly, when was was falling, he stretched out his long arm and held her in his arms.

Countless white locust blossoms fell from the nearby tree and the petals fell like a gentle rain. The fragrance lingered in the two people’s nose. They looked at each other with twisted eyes. The man wore black while the woman was in a long white dress. Her dress was blown up by a breeze and intertwined with the hem of the man’s black robe.

This drew a really beautiful picture, but Nan Xun knows that the man in front of her wasn’t a person of good character.

Cuihuan, who had just made tea, was stunned. She put down the teapot with a bang and shouted, “Dengtu Zi,3 release my Niang Niang!” Afterwards, she swung her fist out.

Before Cuihuan came over, the man let go of Nan Xun’s hand, then especially brushed her hand in a noble fashion, “This girl is rude to me.”

Nan Xun picked up her sword that had fallen to the ground and looked at him angrily, “Do you know that you’re rude to me? But what’s the use of just talking, shouldn’t you be paying me?”

The man looked at her quietly and asked with curiosity, “How do you want me to pay you?”

Nan Xun chuckled loudly, “I’m joking but also serious. I say, you really have guts, you can come and go from the imperial palace at will? Aren’t you afraid of being found by the dog’s legs4 of the emperor again and have a hole poked in your body?”

Dog’s legs …

The man’s eyes darkened, and a cold light flashed.

“I haven’t had tea or food these past two days and have always thought about what you said.” The man suddenly lowered his head, looking a little embarrassed.

Nan Xun blinked, wondering, “What did I say? Did I say anything else besides to scram?”

As soon as the man heard this, he clenched his fists behind his back as if he was trying to suppress his anger, but soon he released his fist.

“You clearly said that we had relations and asked me to marry you.” The man lowered his head slightly and said this quickly.

Nan Xun really wanted to praise the other’s acting skills. The corner of her lips tensely twitched.

“So, you took it seriously and want to marry me?” Nan Xun looked at him with a smile, and there was a trace of sarcasm in her words, “A man who dares not to even show his face, dares to say that he wants to marry me?”