Under the grape trellis in Xie Mansion Garden, Xie Yuan and Shen Liuzhen lay on a bench together, communicating and admiring each other's paintings.

Chen Liuzhen knelt next to the bench, while Xie Yuan bent over and leaned on the bench with his elbow.

In front of them, a stack of incongruent ink paintings were spread out.

Chen Liuzhen pointed to a painting of himself and asked, "Can you tell who this is?"

"I know, Liu Bo from the small vegetable garden in the west." Xie Yuan's eyes drooped, pointed to the beard of the man on the paper and said, "Liu Bo's beard is sparse. Didn't you draw three with thin lines?"

"Yes! We have a little bit of understanding and are worthy of being my good brothers." Chen Liuzhen said proudly, and reached out and slapped Xie Yuan on the shoulder.

As a result, before the pride on his face faded, Xie Yuan was slapped on the face.

"Bang!"

Chen Liuzhen was stunned and covered his face and asked angrily: "Why are you hitting me?"

Xie Yuan quietly stretched out his delicate and slender palm to show him, saying, "There are mosquitoes."

Sure enough, there was a mosquito corpse that had been slapped into a muddy place in her palm, lying in his pool of blood.

Chen Liuzhen scratched his itchy cheeks awkwardly, his round eyes were red, and he said aggrievedly: "If you hit mosquitoes, you can't hit mosquitoes more easily. If you use such a big force, my face will hurt with a burning pain."

"Oh, sorry, I'll be gentle next time." Xie Yuan said without any guilt.

Chen Liuzhen rolled her eyes, then smiled and said with a ghostly smile: "Hey... we will use painting to make a secret word in the future. No one else can understand it, only the two of us can understand it."

Xie Yuan was not in that mood and said "um" without any objection, looking at the painting on the white paper, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chen Liuzhen looked at her expression and said, "...Isn't the matter solved now? From now on, we often go shopping, and they will never dare not take our two children seriously anymore. This can be considered as sharing the worries of the teacher and the teacher's wife, right?"

"Well..." Xie Yuan nodded again, looking at the messy paintings in front of him boredly, his mood was obviously not high and his worries were full of worries.

The bumps on Chen Liuzhen's face, which were bitten by mosquitoes, became more and more itchy. He tickled his fingers and asked carefully:

"A Yuan, have you heard from them that the teacher wants to take a concubine?"

Xie Yuan seemed to be thinking about this in his heart, and immediately opened his mouth:

"This is impossible... The Xie family has never had the rules of taking concubines. I have heard people since I was a child. The Xie family is a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. They value family and bloodline the most. Most of the married wives they marry are girls from other families with equally prominent clans, just like my mother is a branch of the Wang family.

First, I am afraid that I will treat my wife with a poor wife, and I am sorry for my old friendship. Second, the concubine's status is low, the child born with a bad bloodline is incorrect, and it will be a humiliating family."

Chen Liuzhen refused to comment and said, "...but the teacher's wife kept urging the teacher to take a concubine, saying that she must not let the Xie family break up. I think the teacher would probably agree."

When Xie Yuan heard this, he immediately stood up straight and said angrily: "Aren't I the queen? Isn't my surname Xie? I'm not their child?!"

Chen Liuzhen looked up at Xie Yuan who was condescendingly.

He thought Xie Yuan was good everywhere. He liked Xie Yuan's skills, appearance, and character very much. In short, he couldn't tell where Xie Yuan was lower than the other person.

But everyone says that she is a girl, and a girl cannot be considered a family member, and she must be a child.

If you ask how bad Xie Yuan is, no one can tell me, and you always say something secretly: You will know when you grow up...

"You will know when you grow up." This sentence is really a universal excuse for adults to be lazy to explain.

"A Yuan... But they all said, you are a girl..." Chen Liuzhen finally said with a bitter face.

"Who said it? I haven't grown up yet. Who knows what I will look like when I grow up? I won't have breasts!" Xie Yuan said angrily.

Chen Liuzhen had nothing to say. At this moment, Xie's father sent someone to call Chen Liuzhen. Chen Liuzhen got up from the ground and followed him quickly, leaving Xie Yuan alone standing under the grape trellis, with a tall figure, stubborn, but desolate look.

Since the ancestral hall taboo, my father obviously prefers to stay in the hall and calls him away at any time, often discussing books and history books in one place, but instead puts her aside.

If she insists on going up, her father will throw it out to copy homework and send it to her, or ask her, you don’t like to listen, so you must be here to do what you do.

She didn't like to listen, but she couldn't stand her father's bias towards Chen Liuzhen and his contempt for her...

Ho...girl?...

Xie Yuan pulled out the small sword he was carrying, and a quick sword flower with one hand, and with the sound of "swooshing" wind, he cut off a vine as thick as a wrist.

She could even hear the gardener screaming in horror and anger when he saw the break. But she didn't care... At least she was better than forgetting her as a person after being beaten by his father.

...

...

I don’t know when the master changed.

In the past, as long as Xie Yuan performed well, he would be very happy, and even kept praising her and touching her head. He would teach her with high demands if there was any wrong move.

But it won't happen later...

Xie Yuan danced out a set of sword techniques with great energy. After standing still, he saw his master's sad and lazy face.

"Well...is not bad," he said perfunctorily.

Xie Yuan was a little at a loss, holding the sword with his fists in his hands, facing the tip of the sword down, and asked respectfully: "Master... Is it something I did not do well?"

Father Chen sighed and said, "Okay, all are pretty good."

"Then why are you unhappy?... I haven't taught me how to arrange troops and military tactics recently." Xie Yuan raised his eyes and had a rare expression of pitifulness.

Father Chen looked at her distress, rubbed her hair, and sighed and said, "No, it's because it's so good that the master feels uncomfortable... I won't learn those in the future, and it's useless to learn those."

Chen's father's eyes were extremely lonely and sad.

Xie Yuan felt unwilling to do so and asked angrily: "Why? Why are you the same as my father? You have such low requirements for me? Why is it useless for me to learn?"

Chen's father avoided her eyes and said helplessly: "Yuan... You are a girl. No matter how good you learn in the future, you will not be a general and cannot go to the battlefield. So what's the use of learning so much? Your father said that you can protect yourself. Then with your talent, it's enough to practice casually."

"Why is Master?...what will I do in the future?" Xie Yuan asked with a frown, his face full of confusion.
Chapter completed!