My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 708
[Chapter 688: Should I go dress up too? (First update please subscribe)]
After a while, Zhang Xiaoyu trotted up.
Because she was running too fast and was panting heavily, the plump figure wrapped in the long slim skirt she wore also surged with her rapid breathing, which was spectacular.
Zhu Xinning stood there, taking in all the scenery, and couldn’t help but think in her heart, this brat has good taste, and he really knows how to choose people, and he felt a little envious in his heart.
But as soon as I thought about it, I reacted immediately.
No, she has it, and so do I!
So, he calmly puffed out his chest and felt at ease that he was not inferior to Zhang Xiaoyu at all.
Zhang Xiaoyu just ran away, her cheeks were red, and her eyes were full of excitement that had not appeared in so many days. Naturally, she had no intention to pay attention to Zhu Xinning’s every move.
“Water, water!”
After closing the door, Zhang Xiaoyu asked for water while gasping: “Second sister, Xiangrong…I, I know what’s going on!”
“…”
Zhu Xinning glanced at her again .
I glanced downstairs once and saw that there were only a few people left outside the door of Wenxiang Residence, and there was less than a quarter of an hour left before the newspaper went on sale. It seemed that it was a foregone conclusion that the newspaper would not be sold this time.
This is unacceptable. How can Zhang Xiaoyu be happy?
So Zhu Xinning asked in confusion: “Xiaoyu, what happened?”
“Back!”
Zhang Xiaoyu took a sip of water before spitting out three words.
“Come back? Who’s back -“
Zhu Xinning asked halfway, then suddenly froze: Who else could be back? The story of the martial arts competition originally published in newspapers has reached its climax with Jing Zhe’s participation. Now all the people in Jingzhou are talking about this after dinner. Especially the duel between Jing Zhe and Long Aodi has touched the hearts of too many people.
As for the reason why so many people choose to leave without buying the newspaper, other than Jing Zhe coming back, what else could there be?
When Jing Zhe asked, everyone was sure who won the duel with Long Aodi, and there was really no need to rush to buy the newspaper.
“Is… the young master is back?”
Yu Xiangrong also stood up, his eyes flickering, and the charming and naive aura was no longer there.
Zhang Xiaoyu drank the water and nodded, but then shook her head.
This action confused the two women. Zhu Xinning asked in confusion: “Xiao Yu, what do you mean by nodding and shaking your head again?”
“I heard from people outside that His Royal Highness just entered through the west gate. We were heading towards the palace in Jingzhou City, but no one mentioned the young master’s name, so I shook my head.”
But she then narrowed her eyes and smiled and said, “But the young master left the city with His Royal Highness, the prince. When His Highness comes back, the Young Master will definitely come back too, so I will nod!”
Her analysis sounded impeccable to Zhu Xinning, and she no longer worried about whether the newspaper would be sold or not. She turned around and prepared to walk out. Zhang Xiaoyu quickly grabbed her when she saw this.
“Second sister, where are you going? Everyone downstairs has gone, the street must be crowded with people, we can’t squeeze in!”
Zhu Xinning turned around and smiled.
“Who said I was going to be squeezed into the crowd?”
“Hey, where is the second sister going?”
“I’m going to court!”
If Jing Zhe followed His Highness the Crown Prince back to the capital, his first priority would be to go to the palace to report to the Holy Spirit. I won’t waste time outside, so what if Zhu Xinning squeezes in?
The best way is to go directly to the palace to attend court now so that you can see him early.
Seeing Zhu Xinning leave the room and go downstairs, she was no longer visible from the window after a while. Zhang Xiaoyu said with some envy: “Xiang Rong, the second sister is better. I want to go.” We can go to court and see the young master earlier. It’s not like us. We can only wait here. Hey, Xiangrong, what are you doing? Don’t you plan to write anymore?”
Zhang Xiaoyu said. As he spoke, he saw Yu Xiangrong starting to clear away the pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the table.
You know, Zhang Xiaoyu and Zhu Xinning often make fun of Yu Xiangrong’s “craziness”, because most of the time she comes here and writes all day long. If they hadn’t come to ask her to eat, she could keep writing.
It was only early in the morning, why was she packing her things and apparently not planning to write anymore?
“Sister Xiaoyu… Xiangrong Xiangxiang went back…”
“We will start selling newspapers later. Although everyone has left, after selling the newspapers, there will be a lecture on Red Mansions in the hall downstairs. Didn’t you say you were going to listen to it today? Let’s see how everyone reacts?”
“This…it’s not too late to listen to it again, and…”
Yu Xiangrong wrung his hands together, as if he mustered up the courage, he raised his head and said, “Anyway, the young master is back. There is no need to listen to their reactions anymore, just listen to the young master!”
After finishing speaking, I added in my mind: Originally this story belongs to the young master, and I also wrote it to the young master!
At this time, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly realized. She crossed her arms across her chest and looked at Yu Xiangrong, who kept smiling, making Yu Xiangrong panic.
“Sister Xiaoyu, why do you look at me like that?”
“Oh, I can’t tell. It turns out that Xiangrong wants to go home to take a bath and change clothes, and groom her hair by the window. Is the decal in the mirror yellow?”
If it were with Zhu Xinning, Zhang Xiaoyu I definitely wouldn’t dare to joke like this, but Xiangrong has a sweet temperament and looks so naive that I can’t help but want to tease her.
As soon as these words came out, Yu Xiangrong’s face turned completely red: “Sister Xiaoyu… I didn’t… No, I just…”
As he said this, he tugged at the corner of his clothes. When he was putting away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he encountered some ink stains. Before she could wipe it off, she wiped it on the upper edge of the skirt, and then said seriously: “Sister Xiaoyu, you see my skirt is dirty, I have to go home and change it. Well… my father said before that I want to thank you, Mr. , my father will come back from the court later…”
Halfway through, without waiting for Zhang Xiaoyu’s reaction, she quickly lifted up her skirt and trotted downstairs. It was very different from her quiet and charming temperament before. Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the empty staircase and suddenly, He burst into laughter.
Still saying no?
Doesn’t this make me a fool?
Zhang Xiaoyu shook her head, and suddenly realized a very serious problem. One of the three good sisters who were here before went to the palace to see him, and the other returned to the house to wait. Maybe the young master would really follow him when the next court comes. Even if the Lord Protector returns to the Lord Protector’s Mansion, he can’t tell.
It seemed like she was the only one among the three waiting here, and she couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
Alas, the most pitiful person is myself…
However, Zhang Xiaoyu does not feel sorry for herself, because she puts her position very low, and jealousy is not her character. As long as she can see him, no matter sooner or later, she is very satisfied.
Wen Xiang lives here and will always come.
How about I go dress up too?
Thinking of this, a blush appeared on Zhang Xiaoyu’s face, and she raised her hand to close the windows…
——Thanks
to the tail numbers 4505, 8468, the silly Anyuan, a serious person who loves to read, and the unexpected blow. Thanks to the boss for the 100 starting coin reward, thank you to the boss Duan Mingxian for the large reward of 1600 starting coins, thank you to the Wuji Yin Yang Warlock boss for the large reward of 2500 starting coins, thank you!
(End of chapter)
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