Chapter 7 Xiao Que, Sister Fang

Daliang Jian'an six years.

Daliang, Qunfang Pavilion.

In Qunfang Pavilion, the orioles sing and the swallows dance.

In a pavilion, a young man was holding a woman in his arms, chewing a grape in his mouth, and watching the song and dance performance below.

The young man is very handsome.

He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, fair skin, a jade crown on his head, black hair like a waterfall, and a bit of frivolity between his eyebrows, making him look a bit cynical.

Especially his current hand, which is moving up and down the woman in his arms, making her smile sweetly, acting like a playboy.

This person is clearly silent.

Three years have passed since he traveled through time.

In the past three years, he has completely taken off the cloak of a genius boy. The bright boy in the royal capital has disappeared.

Instead, there was a dandy prince wandering around in the world.

Three years ago, his reputation was so high.

How infamous it is now.

From the King of Liang to the common people, everyone was extremely disappointed with him.

The only ones whose attitude towards him has not changed are the girls from Qunfang Pavilion.

【bite】

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Ming Buyan felt that the true energy in his body had grown stronger, and he smiled with satisfaction.

Today, his cultivation level has been greatly improved compared to three years ago, and he has reached the sixth level of Mingyu Jue.

He doesn't know where his strength will rank in the world.

But the Mingyu Jue on the sixth level has given him the capital to gain a foothold.

When the song ends, the dancing stops.

The audience cheered.

Peony bowed to everyone.

Then he left in a hurry and came to the Yage where Ming Wuyan was. As soon as they met, he couldn't help but hug him and said, "Seventh Prince, I miss my sister so much."

Ming Buyan enjoyed some facial cleanser, broke away and said with a smile: "I also miss Sister Peony's dancing. I'm finally feasting my eyes today."

"Is everything okay there, Your Majesty?" Mudan asked.

"It's nothing. Just like before, he got angry and grounded me for a few days. But that Zhang Yun, did you come to harass any of the sisters again?"

"After being beaten by you last time, he didn't come again."

Peony smiled.

Zhang Yun, the son of the Minister of Punishment.

A few days ago, I got jealous with Ming Buyan in Qunfang Pavilion and was beaten by Ming Buyan. Afterwards, I had to lie down at home for several days.

As a result, Ming Wuyan was disgraced to the royal family and was grounded for several days.

He was just released today.

"Peony, where is the peony?"

At this time, a shout came from outside the Accord.

A man in a brocade robe broke in. He had long and narrow eyebrows. Although he was dressed gorgeously, his face had a bit of a mean look.

Ming Wuyan glanced at the other party, "Hey, isn't this the eldest son of Zhang Dashangshu? Why, are his legs and feet so agile?"

The person who came was Zhang Yun, who had been beaten by him a few days ago.

When the other party saw that Ming Wuyan was there, his legs subconsciously trembled a few times.

But he still refused to give in and said: "Who am I talking about? It turns out to be the seventh prince. I heard that you were imprisoned and were released today?"

"Each other."

"Hmph, no matter what, I must take the peony away today."

Zhang Yun snorted coldly.

Ever since he saw Peony for the first time, he had been deeply in love with her. He didn't mind her identity as a brothel girl and wanted to take her as his concubine.

Last time he was ready to redeem himself for the other party.

But he was stopped by Ming Wuyan.

"Mr. Zhang, Mudan is living a good life in Qunfang Pavilion. If you don't want to redeem yourself, please don't bother me again." Mudan said helplessly.

"Mudan, you don't have to be afraid. The entire king knows that the seventh prince is not favored. As long as you leave me, I guarantee that he will not be able to do anything to you."

Zhang Yun said to Mudan affectionately.

In his opinion, is there any brothel girl in the world who doesn’t want to be ransomed? Who doesn’t want to live a life of glory and wealth?

The reason why Peony doesn't want to leave must be because of the explicit and implicit threats.

After all, the other party is still a prince no matter what.

"Mr. Zhang, this has nothing to do with the Seventh Prince. It's because I don't want to leave. I was lonely and helpless since I was a child. It was Sister Fang who adopted me and taught me my skills so that I could gain a foothold here. She treated me very well. This is

My home.”

Sister Fang is the boss of Qunfang Pavilion.

"How is that possible, Peony, don't lie to me."

"Lori, you're so rude, you're looking for a beating."

Ming Wuyan curled his lips, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to beat Zhang Yun violently.

The other party subconsciously took two steps back.

Behind him, a young man in white clothes with a long sword hanging on his waist came out, looking at Ming Wuyan with a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

Ming Ming glanced at the other party curiously.

The other party is a warrior.

The energy in my body is not bad, almost catching up with myself two years ago.

"Hey, you're looking for help."

Although Ming Buyan was curious, he still sneered disdainfully.

"Huh, Mingdu, please don't be too arrogant. Do you know who he is? He is Xiao Que, who is ranked third on the martial arts talent list! He is the son of Xiao Baifeng, one of the five great masters on the list!" Zhang Yun's face was a little confused.

The color of contentment.

The List of Martial Arts Talents is a list jointly compiled by Daliang Official and Jianghu.

In addition to the martial arts talent list, there are also the literary talent list and the top list.

There are three lists in total.

Among them, the Martial Arts Talents List only includes some martial arts leaders under the age of thirty. Those who can be included in the list are all top-notch geniuses.

The same goes for the list of literary talents.

If you don't say it clearly, you are the number one in the list of literary talents in the past.

But now it has been removed.

"I have met the Seventh Prince."

Xiao Que bowed his hands in front of Ming Wuyan in salute. After carefully looking at Ming Wuyan, he found that the seventh prince in front of him had sloppy steps and an overly indulgent appearance. He was exactly the same as the rumored dandy prince.

Gradually there was a bit of contempt in his eyes.

If it weren't for the other party's status as a prince, he wouldn't even want to salute.

"Why, I want to beat Zhang Yun, and you want to intervene?"

"Brother Zhang is my friend. Naturally, I cannot sit back and watch him being bullied by the prince." Xiao Que stood in front of Zhang Yun and said calmly.

"Interesting, if I insist on hitting him, would you dare to hit me?"

"Then I have no choice but to take offense."

Xiao Que said.

Ming Wuyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The grandmaster's son dares to fight even the prince. Although his current status is not as good as before, he is still a prince after all.

It seemed that the weight of the Grandmaster was more terrifying than he thought.

"Oh, our Qunfang Pavilion is a place for fun and entertainment, not a competition arena. You two should calm down for a while."

A laugh rang out.

I saw a beautiful woman dressed in red and wearing a hairpin walking in.

The other person looks to be in his early thirties, with a graceful figure and a mature charm in his every move, but he is the boss of Qunfang Pavilion, Sister Fang.

Seeing her, Ming Wuyan smiled slightly and said, "Hello, Sister Fang."

"I've met the Seventh Prince."

Sister Fang bowed politely, then looked at Xiao Que and said: "Young master, if you come to my Qunfang Pavilion to listen to music and dance, I welcome you, but if you want to come here to compete with others, don't blame me.

You're welcome.

In addition, Mr. Zhang, Mudan has said that she does not want to redeem herself. If you insist on it again, even if you are the son of the Minister of Punishment, the worst I can do is file a complaint to His Majesty, and I will see which of us can benefit."

She said the next words to Zhang Yun.

After hearing this, Zhang Yun frowned slightly.

He did not doubt whether the other party had this ability. After all, to be able to establish a foothold in the royal capital for so many years, Sister Fang must have her own means.

After Zhang Yun listened, he glanced at the other party and felt a strong pressure from the other party. The other party was clearly a highly skilled warrior!

A boss of Qunfang Pavilion actually has such a level of cultivation!

"Brother Zhang, let's go first."

Xiao Que pondered for a while and then said, not wanting to start a conflict rashly. Zhang Yun nodded, glared at Ming Buyan fiercely, and then walked away with a flourish.
Chapter completed!