The second round of the preliminary competition passed like this.
Some people died, but some people rose up in the competition.
For example, Weiyang.
Her appearance is no longer synonymous with her. Everyone only knows that she is a cruel woman.
Situ Cunyu was lucky enough not to see this scene, but as he listened to the people around him passing on the news, another word was added to his description of Weiyang: vicious.
Weiyang, on the other hand, is very relaxed and is not surprised by the sideways glances from people around her.
Well, that seems to be the case in the 21st century.
She just met an accident and her life was peaceful for a few months.
And peace is not what she wants.
It's like this now, but I'm used to it.
But after the competition, she began to have doubts.
She felt strange that her performance in the first round was not very good. Although she won, she did not show any martial arts. Why did the Master of the Zhou family think that he could not beat her and had to wait for the next three abuses?
Deal with her the right way.
Does he have piercing eyes?
No matter how she looked or thought about it, Weiyang never thought that anyone in the Zhou family had a discerning eye for heroes.
However, the matter was over. She couldn't think of anything anymore, so she simply put it aside.
For several days after that, Weiyang and Lanyang still spent their time in noisy situations.
It seems that this has become a habit.
Feng Suiran was giving her more and more looks. He couldn't be said to be following her, but seeing the two of them living happily, he felt depressed in his heart but couldn't express it.
Fei Xuan'er is still plain, still looked up to, and still sought after by others. From time to time, men with good status and background in Su City come to pursue her, giving her a precious jade pendant, a rare jade hairpin, etc. Fei Xuan'er's attitude remains the same,
Neither plain nor indifferent, neither rejecting nor accepting. So Weiyang said that she is arrogant.
The eyes are the windows to the soul. This saying is still correct and profound.
Fei Xuan'er's eyes were like this, carrying her own emotions and her inner attitude toward outsiders.
The weather is getting colder and colder, but Weiyang's skills are getting better and better.
When I signed up to participate in the selection of the martial arts leader, it was not just for fun.
Only in this way can she practice her skills without arousing curiosity from others.
She thought that one day she would be able to leave alone and go to this vast world!
But every time I feel ambitious, I feel depressed again the next moment.
Can she really abandon Lan Yang, Feng Suiran and other friends and leave alone?
Walking along the winding alleys of Situ Mansion, she sighed softly in her heart.
When he raised his eyes again and saw the surrounding scenery, it felt familiar again.
Hmm... This looks like Lu Ang when he first met Lan Yang in the palace...
"Xiao Ranran, what's wrong?"
Thinking of Lan Yang, his magnetic and leisurely voice actually reached my ears.
Weiyang was startled, Lan Yang was here?!
And Xiao Ranran he called... Feng Suiran is also there?
What are two grown men doing in this remote backyard?
Damn, don’t you have an affair?!
Both of them are beautiful men with such tender skin and tender flesh.
It seems that Lan Yang is more passive, but his temper is so aggressive.
Faint to death.
What a gay friend...
Weiyang broke into a cold sweat and felt depressed about her increasingly random thoughts.
Rolling her eyes, she deliberately suppressed her voice and walked slowly towards the direction of the sound.
At the end of the path is the backyard of Situ Mansion.
Weiyang hid behind a rockery, looking at the two people in white and blue not far away, and pricked up her ears.
Her hearing and eyesight are not innate; training since childhood has given her the skills to eavesdrop.
And her breath-holding skills were even more superb, even masters like Lan Yang and Feng Suiran didn't notice her.
The sides of the two of them happened to be opposite to Wei Yang's.
"You... fell in love with her?"
Because of the mask, Feng Suiran's originally casual and pleasant voice was always a little dull. Wei Yang wanted to complain every time, fearing that she would stab Feng Suiran's wounds and always ventriloquised. But this time
, the words that came out from under the mask made Weiyang not in the mood to ventriloquize, her body trembled, and she froze in place.
Feng Suiran asked, what?
Is he in love with her?
Does this "she"...refer to herself?
Her heart tightened and she became inexplicably nervous.
Looking up, Lan Yang's familiar smile suddenly faded away.
Although he didn't smile normally, his upturned eyes still made his whole face charming.
But at this moment, he looked a little heavy.
He... what would he say?
He doesn't look like he likes her.
Wei Yang opened her eyes wide, but saw him suddenly smile softly again, with a calm look.
Watching his thin lips open and close slightly, it made her heart twitch.
"Oh, Xiao Ranran, who said I love her? I don't."
Weiyang's deep eyes suddenly shrank.
The heart in the chest seemed to be hung high, but in an instant it was suddenly thrown down.
It seemed that she had been hurt by the fall, and her smart eyes were a little sore.
Uh, what you said was so decisive and refreshing.
Who says I love her? I don’t!
I don't love...
If you don't love it, don't love it. Can you be more tactful?
She is not surprised that he loves her.
Inexplicable disappointment filled her heart, she twitched the corner of her mouth with a hint of mockery, and left in a skillfully low voice.
Slowly walking away, the voice behind her sounded again, but she could no longer hear it clearly.
"Why is this happening?"
"If she was not a saint, she would have been executed in the dungeon like her princess sisters."
"Absolutely, don't do this..."
"Don't be like this? The law of the jungle is strong in this place. If I hadn't been like this, I would have been executed in the same way in their Dachu Palace eight years ago."
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Time passes slowly and early winter comes.
Although Weiyang is not an ordinary woman, she is more afraid of the cold than ordinary women.
When the cold wind started to blow, I took Feng Suiran to buy a big cotton-padded jacket.
Anyway, she doesn't look pretty now, and it's useless no matter how beautiful she is. She simply doesn't have the grace but the warmth.
The days went by like this day by day. Just seeing Lan Yang again, something seemed to be growing in her heart. On the outside, she was still joking and bickering with him, but maybe she was the only one who knew that she had a grudge against him.
.
The knot in her heart was getting bigger and bigger, and she could only try her best to pretend not to know.
And his relationship with Situ Cunyu seems to be getting better and better.
Feixuaner is still the same, but she seems to be getting closer to Weiyang.
To Situ Cunyu, she no longer calls herself sister.
Wei Yang thought that maybe this was because she loved Lan Yang. Although men in ancient times had three wives and four concubines, women also had antibodies to this kind of thing, but she always felt that Fei Xuan'er was different. She had always been sought after by everyone.
Is it really possible to have three wives and four concubines with others?