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Ye Xiaotian and Tian Miaowen are in the study, and their feelings gradually become stronger.≤. The communication of emotions is different from carnality, but their wonderfulness is particularly superior to the pleasure of carnality. Therefore, this warm and sweet spiritual love is an unprecedented pleasant experience for Tian Miaowen, who gets married first and falls in love.

When Ye Xiaotian stood up with a smile and said to Tian Miaowen, "It's getting late, I'll go to Wanjian Tower first. The eldest son of An's family treats guests, so you can't ask them to wait for a long time!" Tian Miaowen suddenly felt reluctant to leave.

"Come back early and don't drink too much wine!"

Tian Miaowen gently reminded him that there was no other meaning, but it was just caused by emotions, and he reacted instinctively. However, when he noticed Ye Xiaotian's narrow eyes, Tian Miaowen suddenly became shy and wanted to scold him for his mind full of bad thoughts, but when he spoke, he pursed and gave him a blank look.

Ye Xiaotian smiled and grimaced at Tian Miaowen, but did not continue to tease her. He tried to get until he could get it, so that he could feel good. He liked the feeling of letting the prey walk into his net step by step, especially the opponent was a noble and unparalleled woman like Tian Miaowen. The sense of accomplishment made him feel a floating feeling when he got into the car.

"Well?"

Ye Xiaotian got in the car and found out. Tian Miaowen lent him her oil-wall light car. The one he was on this trip was not the long-distance carriage he brought from Tongren Mansion. This car is comfortable and luxurious, just...

Ye Xiaotian looked at the big green bull, who was still free and slow without whipping his feet, and could only smile bitterly and slept in his seat. The car had already left the farm, so he couldn't go back and exchange it for him. Besides, he also enjoyed this feeling of being so sensible and caring.

...

The ox cart slowly drove into Guiyang City. When he saw the green cow and the ancient style car, plus the guards with bright clothes and angry horses on both sides, the people of Guiyang City knew that it must be the powerful and noble family traveling. Naturally, they avoided and drove away, and the door officials did not dare to make things difficult for them.

As soon as the ox cart was on the long street, a row of fast horses were galloping by. Ye Xiaotian, who was sitting in the car, was not aware of it at all. The row of fast horses were majestic, and the knights were wearing green clothes and arrow robes with sharp blades on their waists, and they also looked like they were not ordinary people.

At the front is a girl, wearing a white, silver silk jacket and a small Sulu dress, with her eyebrows and eyes as picturesque. She is extremely sweet. At first glance, she looks like she suddenly opened a treasure box under the light. Seeing the jewel light, simply... her eyes lit up.

Xiaoyu of the Song family, Xiaoyu girl.

The Song family also has an official residence in Guiyang. People from the Song family seemed to have known that the eldest lady was coming for a long time. The gate was open, and Song Xiaoyu didn't get off the horse when he arrived in front of the mansion and rushed straight into the mansion. The lintel of the Song family was tall and the carriages were scattered. It was no problem.

But Song Xiaoyu and his subordinates did not dare to rush into the mansion, and they dismounted in front of the mansion and entered the mansion through the side door.

"Miss..." The Song Mansion Manager followed Song Xiaoyu step by step. When he was about to enter the living room, he quietly wiped his temples, and cold sweat was already pouring out there.

Song Xiaoyu suddenly left Xiao Xitian. Nearly two hours after she left, the Song family members learned the news. Originally, Song Tiandao wanted to chase after him, but the old man of the Song family stopped him: "Let her go, this child. He has been depressed these days and is about to get sick!"

"Dad, when she went to Guiyang City, she must have heard that Lord Futai summoned Shiqian's troops to mediate the dispute. This time she went, she was afraid that something would cause trouble."

"What can you cause?"

"This..., Dad, you also know that because of Tian Binfei's death, her little sister..."

Mr. Song grabbed a cup of herbal tea and drank it all. He ate it hard on the table: "So what? No matter how troubles she can cause trouble, she can still compare to the little bastard in Woniuling? That little bastard is fine. I want to see who dares to deal with her in my Song family's daughter!"

Just like that, Song Xiaoyu headed straight to Guiyang, with no pursuers behind him. However, Mr. Song also notified Guiyang: "As long as you don't want to make a hole in the sky, let her go." The Song family naturally had a way to deliver the news before Song Xiaoyu arrived.

But the question is, what is the degree to which “isn’t you trying to poke a hole in the sky?”

Mr. Song didn't say it, but he understood it himself. It was hard to grasp this degree. Of course, the manager of the Song family was sweating profusely. He was just Song Xiaoyu's distant uncle. It was five hundred years ago. Their ancestors were brothers. It was a bit far away, and he could not take the posture of an elder to control her actions.

Song Xiaoyu sat down in the hall: "Uncle Fifteen, how did you investigate what I asked you to investigate? Mr. Tian... Why did he rush to Sancha Mountain?"

The Song Mansion Manager grabbed a bun's face and whispered: "It is said that it was because someone set up an ambush to make it unfavorable to Miss Tian Miaowen. Mr. Tian learned about this news for some reason and rushed to warn him. As a result, when he arrived, the traitor detonated the gunpowder..."

Song Xiaoyu's eyes turned red, tears shone in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Who is the person who set up the ambush?"

The face of the Song Mansion manager was tighter: "It is said that he is an external manager of the Shiqian Yang family, named Wei Ye. He is the uncle of Yang Rong, the current chieftain of Yang family."

A hint of hatred flashed in Song Xiaoyu's eyes: "Which is Wei Ye! Where is Tian Miaowen? Her eldest brother is dead, so she doesn't want to take revenge?"

The Song family's manager coughed twice and said, "In the heart of the Tian family, the first major thing is to restore the ancestral property. As soon as Mr. Tian died, Miss Tian immediately returned to her parents' home to prevent the family from losing their master and falling apart. These days, she is still busy with family affairs, and I think she can't get out of here for the time being."

"Okay! She is not available, I'll do it!" Song Xiaoyu slapped the table and said, "This time, Master Futai summoned him, Wei Ye will come, too?"

The Song family manager was willing to dissuade him: "You are just a marriage, girl, you have never really married into the Tian family. Tian Binfei is the head of the Tian family. It's not your turn to avenge him!"

But seeing that Song Xiaoyu had a pretty face, the Song Mansion manager could not persuade him, so he had to say bitterly: "Sir Yang Rong is young, and it is said that he has to give him a lot of family affairs, so he... should come!"

Song Xiaoyu bit her white teeth tightly, her eyes full of murderous intent.

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Eight Immortals Tower, since the two soldiers of Zhan Cao were trapped in the restaurant, and thousands of arrows were shot, intending to kill Ye Xiaotian, they became popular!

Natural scenery is a kind of scenery, while humanistic scenery is more charming. In places like West Lake, the most lingering thing is the joys and sorrows of the life of a talented man and beautiful woman here, but the folk customs of the precious place are more attractive to them.

Therefore, the Eight Immortals Restaurant, who retained the appearance of the battle that day and renamed Wanjian Tower, looked like a cloud, and its business was booming better than before. But the drinkers who came here today were inevitably disappointed because the restaurant was conquered today.

The one who booked the restaurant was Ye Xiaotian, and the most honorable guest was Master An. The one who booked the restaurant today was Master An, and the most important guest was Ye Xiaotian.

The restaurant shopkeeper was eagerly looking forward to the best possible reunion of the incident where the Wanjian Tower was trapped in the Wanjian Tower, which made his restaurant famous in Qianzhong. What's the matter? Who dared to come again?

On the Ten Thousand Arrow Tower, the sandalwood boards are roaring, the silk and bamboo strings are playing together, the sheng and the auspicious, and the whistle and the woo and wheezing are very pleasant. Ye Xiaotian and Young Master An sit side by side, and several beautiful maids hold pots and cups, attract the title to the guest, drink and sing, which is very interesting.

In front of the hall, several beautiful dancers moved their lotus steps lightly, twisted their waists slowly, and danced on the scarlet felt carpet. The dance was graceful, and they twisted their bodies into extremely tempting curves, which made them applaud.

"This time, Lord Futai came forward to mediate the dispute between the chieftains in Tongren and Shiqian. I guess it can calm the various disputes there. But I don't know what are your plans for you next?" Mr. An took a sip of wine, watched the beauty dance with a smile, and asked Ye Xiaotian casually.

Ye Xiaotian looked at the dancer's graceful and moving body like a soft willow in the wind, and replied, "It's aroused and a sudden death. I have always remembered Mr. An's words in my heart!"

Ye Xiaotian raised his glass and gestured to Mr. An. Take a sip of wine, and then said, "Mr. An is right. I have always been smooth sailing. One of the big reasons is that everyone has their own thoughts and plans, so they are indulging me. The Zhan Cao, Zhang and Yang families who are enemies of me have their own problems. But if I don't know how to advance and retreat and continue to expand, someone will probably come forward to suppress me!"

Ye Xiaotian smiled and said half-truely: "Whether it is the Yang family in Bozhou or the Lord Futai, if you are unhappy and want to toss to death, your ant, will it be easy? Not to mention, there is also the compassionate Buddha, who is the Lord of the Lord."

Young Master An laughed and said, "So, Brother Ye is planning to stop and consolidate his foundation?"

Ye Xiaotian said: "Yes, this tree is growing tall enough now. Unfortunately, the branches are too thin and the roots are not dense, so it cannot withstand any strong wind and rain. If you just want to be taller, it will break when a gust of wind comes. It is better to stop and grow thicker and strong."

At this time, the dancers finished dancing and smiled and rushed towards the two of them. Their faces were beautiful and charming, like peaches and plums in their spring, sweat moistened their cicada's hair, and the skin that was as beautiful as red as a rosy glow was revealed, making them even more beautiful.

The maids who were serving the wine were retreating aside, and the beauties sat beside them. A dancer sitting beside Ye Xiaotian said coquettishly: "Did the two young men watch others dance? They just chat with themselves, regardless of the hardships they dance."

As he said that, the beauty took Ye Xiaotian's hand and pressed it on her waist. Her skin was smooth and elastic, which made Ye Xiaotian feel swayed.

Young Master An laughed, hugged a dancer's slim waist, and said to Ye Xiaotian: "Look, the beauty is coquettish, hahaha, okay! We don't talk about anything else, we only talk about the wind and the moon."

Ye Xiaotian looked at the two dancers sitting by him. His nose was like greasy fat, his cheeks were condensed with fresh litchi, his born moist smile, and his natural eyebrows were so beautiful that he couldn't help but secretly admire: "This Wanjian Tower is so great that he has such a stunning beauties as a dancer. No wonder he can become the number one restaurant in Guiyang."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he thought of this, he heard Mr. An say proudly: "How about these beauties, these beauties are the first-class dancers who have worked hard for me to find them. Isn't they still good-looking?"

Ye Xiaotian then realized that these stunning dancers were brought by Mr. An himself, so he nodded repeatedly and said, "When I was in Jinling, I had also been to the famous local romance field. The cute baby in the inner room is far less than the dancers whom Brother An. He has a tall figure and a charming and first-class appearance!"

After Ye Xiaotian said this, the two dancers on both sides were happy, so they snuggled into his arms and greeted him with a song. Young Master An smiled proudly and said, "Since that's the case, Brother Ye might as well enjoy it. Hehe, you must have the pleasure of life. You should stop and enjoy it for a long time."

Ye Xiaotian smiled slightly, took the hand of the beauty beside him, drank a sip of the wine, and thought to himself: "It seems that this was Mr. An's instruction. The broken table leg he mentioned certainly refers to Yang Yinglong. But Yang Yinglong is not like a table leg, he changed it as soon as he wanted.

Whether he wants to take the initiative or wait for Yang Yinglong to make a mistake, it is obvious that he does not want to solve this problem with thunderbolt means, because it will definitely cause the world of Yelang Fenghuo to shake. As the chieftain, the An family will inevitably suffer significant losses, which is exactly what I want..."

During this wine, Ye Xiaotian and An Nantian drank and learned about the future intentions and plans of both parties. Although the An family and Ye Xiaotian's goals were not the same, their subsequent plans were surprisingly similar, so the wine naturally drank very happily.

When the West was late, the two of them said goodbye and dispersed. Ye Xiaotian took the ox cart and returned to the Tian Mansion leisurely. He was led into the courtyard where Tian Miaowen lived by the Tian Mansion family. Ye Xiaotian suddenly stopped, raised his sleeves and sniffed it, and waved his hand in the air, for fear of leaving the sweet fragrance of the dancer's body.

Tonight is an important moment for him. A noble, charming, graceful and gorgeous peony flower is placed in the water bottle, waiting for him to pick it with his own hands. If a man and a woman love each other, she will be like a fish in water, and she cannot feel unhappy.

Ye Xiaotian was pressing his sleeve to disperse the fragrance when suddenly a beauty was found standing in the corridor. She immediately stiffened her body, and she quickly laughed and walked forward: "Miaowen, are you waiting for me?"

Tian Miaowen saw all his actions just now. Seeing his embarrassing look, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched a few times, suppressed his smile, and said calmly: "My husband doesn't have to do this. I won't care if you are playing around outside."

"Wow! It turns out that he has the style of a big wife. He is worthy of being the wife of my Ye Xiaotian who is keen on his abilities and has chosen Mrs. Zhangyin with his own hands!" Ye Xiaotian was relieved and immediately gave Tian Miaowen thirty-two praises!

Tian Miaowen frowned slightly and said, "However, although playing with the young boy Longyang is a romantic and fashionable scholar, they always feel strange. It's okay for women to socialize in the future, but can you not teach men to serve wine and company?"

Ye Xiaotian was shocked and said, "What? Men! All the beautiful dancers An Nantian are men?"

Tian Miaowen said angrily: "Otherwise, why would he keep them outside and not hold a banquet in the mansion?"

Ye Xiaotian touched his hands and the place he touched, and immediately felt a numbness, and immediately shouted: "Ah! It's so disgusting! I want to take a shower! I want to take a shower! Madam, please ask someone to prepare hot water! The hotter the better!"

: I sincerely ask for monthly ticket recommendations!

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!