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Chapter 22 Battle (3)

Chapter 22: Battle (III)

As soon as Dong Xuan walked in, Yang Ze immediately found that the eyes of many people around him naturally fell on him.

The previous events of the two were very popular in Wangdu, but recently everyone has focused their attention on the rumors of Dong Xuan and Zhao Jin, and basically forgot to ignore Yang Ze. After all, this is a natural thing. There are many circles on the high-level stage of Wangdu. Every day, different people will stage different dramas. It is much easier to forget someone back and forth than to remember someone. If it weren't for Yang Ze's appearance in the Red Chamber, everyone would have forgotten him faster.

For the nobles of Shanglin, the most disgusting thing was not that others remembered their own mischief or some undecent performance. Instead, they were gradually forgotten by the public, which represented the decline of power and the loss of status.

However, Yang Ze didn't care about this, so he was at ease with this and hoped that everyone would feel that others were harmless.

Yang Ze looked at his elder brother, Yang Que shook his head, and his second brother Yang Wenyuan shrugged, indicating that he was not aware of her arrival.

Qi Jianlin poked Yang Ze from behind, thinking that Yang Ze would be extremely depressed when he saw Dong Xuan, and whispered, "It doesn't matter, there are no beauty in the world, brother, I believe you will definitely meet a better one in the future... But then again, there are probably only a handful of people who have Miss Dong's appearance and temperament," he said, "Well, now the king feels that there are countless people who are qualified to snatch her from Zhao Jin. We are naturally not the kind of person. If you are drunk today, you should not think about those illusory things."

Yang Ze was stunned and thought to himself that you, a kid, comfort me, or stab me with a soft knife in disguise? He wanted to pull this kid away with both feet. It was really hard to imagine that this despicable look was the son of Qi Leyi, the unparalleled military in the Da Ye Kingdom.

Dong Xuan stepped in, and there were no exaggerated people around her and many princes and nobles sought after her bloody pursuit and attentiveness. But the atmosphere on the scene did change due to her arrival. That's all, some of the women present were quite jealous or envious.

Wang Zheng, who has never taken anyone seriously, stepped down and walked side by side with Dong Xuan until he sent her to the seat, showing his arrogance and seldom showed enthusiasm. Dong Xuan's family is a senior military official, and in the same system as Wang Zheng, it can be said that he has known each other since childhood and has a very good relationship. Even some of Wang Zheng's friends have to know Dong Xuan through him.

"I thought you wouldn't come before, so I always felt something was wrong in this Yanchun Pavilion today. Then I realized that in the past, we used to drink tea here, and you were all there to do. Today, you didn't want to have some taste." After a pause, Wang Zheng looked at Yang Ze, and then continued in a low voice, "You should not be in a bad mood because of some people and some things. This is not like your Miss Dong."

"Then what do you think I am like," Dong Xuan looked at him, saw Yang Ze in the corner, turned around, raised his rosy lips, and smiled at Wang Zheng, "If you know me, then you should understand that I will never be angry about something meaningless."

Zhang Chaer, the best friend who came with Dong Xuan, also spoke immediately and said angrily, "It was, Yang Ze, who did that at that time, just to win impression points, make people feel that he is tall and tall, so that our Dong Xuan will be amazed at him?"

Wang Zheng shrugged, and returned to the main seat without comment. With Dong Xuan's arrival, the whole audience was obviously much more active.

She is quite knowledgeable about music and calligraphy, and has a wide range of knowledge. After sitting down, she talks with everyone, her voice is gentle and beautiful. Her shape makes people feel like a spring breeze, her spirit is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and even watching her frown and smile during chatting is a kind of enjoyment.

Speaking of the middle, some people even blew indirectly and digged deeper into her current relationship with the Crown Prince Zhao Jin.

But whenever Zhao Jin is mentioned, Dong Xuan will either be timid, smile and avoid talking. However, this expression makes many people feel unbearable itchy in their hearts. Being able to truly grab this flower of Guiyuan is the dream of many men in Shanglin.

If such an honor comes to Zhao Jin, then there will probably be too many drunken and sad young men overnight, and too many loves that admire young people will not be vented, which will cause social instability.

Seeing Dong Xuan responding to the smile of several princes who obviously admired each other, Zhang Cha'er frowned and whispered in her ear, "What do you think? Since you don't want the Qichun Hou Mansion to put pressure on you, and you are with him with Prince Zhao Jin. Prince Zhao is only twenty-four years old, and he is the second-level Qihai Realm cultivation level, and his talent is rare. And most importantly, he treats you very well, very good..."

Dong Xuan glared at Zhang Cha'er fiercely, worried that this way of looking to destroy the image, and immediately replied to the lady's appearance, saying, "What the hell do you want to say?"

Zhang Cha'er said, "The problem is that since you have already made plans, why did you come here specifically when you heard that Yang Ze is here today? Although I understand that you are not superficial to remember what happened in the Red Mansion, you don't have to come here specifically today because he comes here. Could it be that his appearance really made you think about him?"

Dong Xuan's head drooped slightly, shook her head gently, and said, "He was under a lot of pressure after this. His father was not favored by his grandfather, and Yang Ze's qualifications for cultivation were extremely mediocre. In addition, my choice made his family's status in the Marquis' Mansion even worse, and I'm afraid he couldn't even raise his head... I just felt that all this was caused by me, and I also need to do my best to make up for something..."

Next, many people tried to ease the relationship between Yang Ze and Dong Xuan, and joked with the two. The atmosphere became popular for a moment, and both sides seemed not as stiff as before.

Because Dong Xuan and her party wanted to go home early, they chatted with everyone in the tea hall for a few days, then stood up and said goodbye to everyone.

Yang Ze saw Zhang Cha'er wearing a light green dress coming to her, and said reluctantly, "She wants to say a few words to you in private."

Yang Zefang looked at him and said goodbye to everyone. Dong Xuan was standing in the courtyard outside the tea hall. The light blue shadow appeared faintly through the clear gauze tent.

Yang Ze walked out of the "Huh" in the tea room behind him, and came to Dong Xuan with a calm expression.

Dong Xuan glanced at him, but was a little angry at his appearance. When she was in the tea hall before, she mentioned Zhao Jin, and she had noticed Yang Ze's expression.

Who knew it was not the kind of gritting teeth, or any unnatural or dark expression she imagined. It was very calm and did not seem to cause any fluctuations in his mind.

A feeling of depression hit Dong Xuan's heart, and she was a little inexplicably secretly angered.

The two of them walked forward silently for a long time, and as they seemed to be walking, they might have parted ways in silence.

Dong Xuan raised her eyebrows gently, as if she had been uncovered since she was a child, "You won't say anything? Or have you become a mute since that day?"

Yang Ze smiled bitterly, "Do we have anything else to say?"

Dong Xuan stared at Yang Ze with bright eyes under her blue shirt, with a little anger in her eyes, but then she reminded herself to calm down.

So he said coldly, "I know you will be attending the family crown soon. This is a very important day for you. I hope you can seize this turning point. Don't miss the opportunity to make others pay attention to you... I don't need it a piece a few days ago. I don't know who it should be given to. I think it may be of some help to your next adult crown."

Then Dong Xuan took out the wooden box from her sleeve and handed it to Yang Ze.

If she hadn't seen Dong Xuan's slender and jade-like hands, with Yang Ze's temperament, she might not have picked up the thing she had said and didn't know who she wanted to give him in the end. At the same time, she immediately thought of this woman's delicate mind and knew the special meaning of the gift-giving representative, so she called him outside for a special trip, so that she would not let anyone see it, and thus would not misunderstand her motivation for behavior.

Thinking of this, Yang Ze immediately became restless. He played with the wooden box in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "Is this a kind of alms or sympathy for me, a loser?"

Dong Xuan couldn't help but feel angry in her eyes. Her eyes were sharp and she sneered, "Yang Ze, you can not, you can give it to others at will, or even throw it away at any time. Anyway, it's all irrelevant things. Of course, I'm afraid you can pass the adult crown without my help. I really hope you can have such arrogance!"

After saying that, Dong Xuan ignored Yang Ze's departure. Outside the gate of Yanchun Pavilion, there was already a gorgeous carriage that had been waiting for for a long time with his best friend Zhang Cha'er.

Yang Ze, who was still standing in the courtyard, looked at the arrogant girl in blue shirt and turned around and left for a while before he smiled bitterly and shook his head, and casually opened the wooden box in his hand. With the lid lifted, his expression was stunned at first, and then he stood there in a daze.

In the wooden box, he was so familiar that he could not be more familiar with the spirit level 8-level spiritual treasure sold on the treasure appraisal account - "Wild Boar Gloves"!
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