"Tsk, tsk! Is this young master a guest or a prisoner now?" A certain tomboy, with fluttering white clothes and an evil smile on his lips, looked extremely handsome.

Duan Yiyao extended his hand politely, bowed slightly like a gentleman and said: "Please take a seat! As long as Mr. Ye is willing, I can make an exception and try to make a friend."

"Haha! Interesting! This is a good exception! In fact, I have never made friends. Considering that you are the God of War and are so sincere in being friends with me, I will avoid it.

May I give you this honor!" Mu Dieling saw that the dishes served by the little palace maid and the little eunuch were quite good. After sitting down, she smelled the fragrance of the dishes. For the sake of the delicious food, her uncle

I finally feel a lot better.

When Mo Yun and Hu Lei saw this young man who looked like a girl sitting so casually, on an equal footing with their master, they really wanted to catch him and throw him to the back of the mountain. They followed their master like that

For many years, he had never dared to be on an equal footing with his master. With his ability to talk on paper, this young man seemed to have captured their master's heart, which really made them unconvinced.

Duan Yiyao's mind was still thinking about the strategies on paper, and he was deeply shocked by every plan written by Mr. Ye. It was rumored that "Shangxie War God Chapter" was a military book, but the rumors were always just rumors.

No matter how hard you try, you won't get it.

Every word and sentence written by Young Master Ye was not a joke. Although he couldn't figure out his background, his eyes like clear streams gave him a sense of déjà vu. What's more, since he could write such

There are two explanations for the good art of war. One is that he has already obtained "Shangxie War God Chapter" and memorized it; the other is that he has received the guidance of some outside world expert. He is extremely smart and really has it.

He has natural military talents and is extremely knowledgeable.

No matter what kind of person it is, the young man in front of him makes him a little heartbroken! His war king Duan Yiyao will not easily admire anyone, but this handsome young man really makes him have the elegance to be a friend.

heart of.

Of course, he is also very likely to be the rumored third prince Liu Ziran of Tianmin Kingdom. No matter who he is, he has no intention of letting him go unless his brains are squeezed dry.

Mu Dieling knew what Duan Yiyao was thinking, as long as he didn't have murderous intentions towards her, she didn't really care about the rest of what he was thinking. For the time being, she didn't know how she could go back.

After dinner, Duan Yiyao immediately asked Mu Dieling to continue writing the book. But this time, Mu Dieling rolled his eyes, rubbed his belly and said, "Brother, I could write so fast just now."

It's broken! If I continue to write, I'm afraid this hand will be useless. How about this, I said, you write, how about it? To be honest, I can't use this calligraphy. Would it be faster if you write it?

"

You can write such good calligraphy, but you are not used to it? Duan Yiyao stared at it for a moment, and because he was eager to know what was going on, he didn’t argue with him. He took up the pen seriously and said: "Okay, let’s talk, I will just write it.

.”

Mu Dieling was a little curious as to whether Duan Yiyao, the God of War Prince, could write with his hands. Is the smell of books in the room just for lining? A man who leads troops to fight wouldn't learn to be polite by doing this, right? There are rumors outside.

He is quite cruel.

However, after a while, Mu Dieling saw this man's hand! Slender, white, with clear joints, and a graceful expression...
Chapter completed!