My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 190
[Chapter 190 This beast! (First update)]
Hearing it lasted all night. When it was almost dawn, Su Xinping finally couldn’t hold on anymore and fell asleep.
This sleep almost made things worse. Fortunately, King Xiang knocked on the door, otherwise he would not be able to wake up even if everyone else left.
“Did you do it yesterday?”
King Xiang frowned and asked in a low voice when he saw him.
“I did it!”
Su Xinping patted his chest, “What, they didn’t make trouble?”
As he said that, Su Xinping tilted his head to look.
According to his prediction, if Su Mochen opened his eyes in the morning and found that he had been forced to lose his virginity, he would definitely yell and there would be chaos outside.
But when he looked over, he found that Su Mochen and the palace maid Guizhi had already walked up the ship’s ladder and were about to get on the ship’s deck. Two women, Zhu Xinning and Wang Yingqiu, were also walking out after them, not Found something strange.
“Persimmon, your drinking capacity is not as good as mine?”
Jing Zhe, who had become his brother after getting drunk yesterday, walked up and slapped him hard on the shoulder, almost knocking him apart.
As if he had a guilty conscience, he said with a smile: “Haha… I didn’t expect Mr. Jing to still have a lot of wine!”
“Did Persimmon treat me to a drink last night?”
Jing Zhe asked so suddenly, Su Xinping secretly thought it was not good.
Damn it, could he have discovered it?
Seeing that he was silent, Jing Zhe said dissatisfiedly: “Persimmon, I remember last night very clearly. You came to me with the liquor yourself. It must have been you who invited me! So, you have to give me the money for the liquor!”
It turns out that you came to me with liquor.
It requires money! Scared me!
But then I turned around and thought, this strong drink was clearly paid for by An Di, why should I pay for it?
Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw Prince Su Moyan pushing open the door and walking out. Not daring to quarrel with Jing Zhe anymore, he quickly took out a banknote and put it in his hand before leaving.
“Persimmon…”
Su Xinping acted as if he hadn’t heard anything, walking faster and faster, and disappeared into the cabin in a moment.
Give me one hundred taels of silver notes for a jar of strong liquor?
What a fool!
Jing Zhe picked up the banknote and thought happily.
…
After leaving the cabin and coming to the deck, Su Xinping frowned.
How is this going?
He had tried the power of the soul-taking incense before, and it was flawless!
But Jing Zhe was still alive and kicking as if nothing was wrong…
After recalling last night’s operations and making sure that nothing was missing, Su Xinping began to deduce it in his mind.
There should be no problem with the soul-taking incense. Jing Zhe, who was very drunk yesterday, must have smelled it when he entered the house. The effect of the medicine must have taken effect.
And the fact that he didn’t die suddenly means that he must have had sex with a certain woman last night. As for who it was, he couldn’t say for sure.
Su Mochen?
He looked ahead and saw Su Mochen getting off the boat, with a smile on his face that didn’t look like he had been raped.
Wang Yingqiu?
There is nothing strange about her, especially since she is the owner of Wuxian Garden and has a detached and mature temperament. How could she fall in love with a pretty boy like Jing Zhe? If you want to see it, you also want to see yourself, so exclude her!
Could it be Zhu Xinning?
Thinking of this unethical and passionate scene, Su Xinping was agitated again, but then he shook his head and just thought about it, how could it be possible?
If it wasn’t the three of them, who could it be?
Suddenly, his eyes fell on Guizhi, who was limping next to Su Mochen and holding his waist.
Damn it!
It can’t be her, right?
Thinking that Guizhi’s room was right next to Su Mochen’s, it was not impossible for the two of them to change rooms, which confirmed this idea.
This beast won’t even spare a palace maid!
Su Xinping spat, but there was nothing he could do.
In the end, I could only leave in anger.
…
When Jing Zhe came out of Wuxianyuan, he truly understood what it means to “don’t ask questions about the road ahead, and there will be no one in the world who doesn’t know you.”
There were usually few people on the street in the early morning, but today it was unusual. The main street outside Wuxianyuan was crowded with people, and people shouted Jing Zhe’s name from time to time.
What’s more, some people held up framed playing cards with “Water Melody Song Head” written on them. The speed was so efficient that people were amazed.
The moment Jing Zhe stepped out of the door, a G wave formed instantly!
“Mr. Jing, the most talented man in Anguo!”
“Mr. Jing, please leave an inscription for me as a calligraphy treasure!”
“Mr. Jing, do you have a wife?”
“Mr. Jing, I want to give you a child!”
“… “
It turns out that there are bold fans in every era, and Jing Zhe is quite grateful for the praises from others. It’s just that the strange woman with a strong back, a thick waist, and a faint green beard on her chin who gave him a child, Jing Zhe I’m really scared.
This is not about giving birth to a child for myself, it is clearly about giving birth to a monkey for him!
“How virtuous and capable is Jing? Thank you for your admiration!”
Perhaps, starting from last night, his identity is destined to never be ordinary again. In the future, he should not be too frivolous when talking to these ordinary people, and always be prepared to be a celebrity. .
Probably, it would be boring.
But for him now, he still enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by stars, waving gently and showing off his posture.
Standing in front of the crowd, his face was as warm as a spring breeze.
The common people also came forward, hoping to see his true appearance.
At this time, a dark figure suddenly shot out of the crowd, squeezed through the crowd and came directly to Jing Zhe. Before he could react, a pair of big hands picked him up by the waist and rushed out of the crowd.
Jing Zhe didn’t even have time to shout “Help” before the black shadow laughed innocently.
“Young Village Master, I’m here!”
“What the hell are you…”
Jing Zhe covered his head, “Are you sick?” “No, with my physique, how can I be sick? Young Village Master, don’t worry
about
me!”
Han grinned with a big mouth.
“Oh, I mean, who asked you to come?”
“No one asked me to come, I came here on my own! Yesterday I saw someone sending Miss Zhang home on the road, so I felt uneasy and waited outside all night. “
Ah!”
Hanhan looked serious: “But you don’t have to feel sorry for me, young village leader. I’m thick-skinned and it’s okay to sleep outside!”
“…”
I feel sorry for you, you hammer!
Jing Zhe was really speechless.
Whenever he is in danger, a beautiful fairy girl wearing a sky-blue robe will always come to save him.
But every time he was about to show off, such a silly guy would come out to ruin his good deeds!
It’s simply a roadblock on his way to show off!
Seeing Jing Zhe’s thoughtful expression, Hanhan quickly waved his hand: “Of course, the young village master doesn’t need to thank me, let alone praise me. After all, protecting the young village master is what I should do!”
“…”
This silly Hanhan, what? Are you adding drama to yourself now?
Not bothering to play the piano to the cow, Jing Zhe waved his hand and said feebly: “Forget it, let’s go back!”
“Oh…”
Hanhan drove Jing Zhe forward slowly in the carriage, feeling somewhat lonely in his heart: When did the young village master become like this? Sincere? If you don’t let him praise him, then he really doesn’t praise him. It’s because he doesn’t get used to it!
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