On the way, Xiaoyue asked:

"Are you nervous, Master?"

"nervous."

Chen Yanjun was more excited than nervous at the moment.

A feeling of excitement that I am going to show off.

But in real life, there is no audience and you don’t need other people’s applause.

As a time traveler with a built-in bonus panel, you must act safely and there is no need to forcefully show off.

Xiaoyue asked curiously:

"But why do I feel that the young master's aura is peaceful? It's completely different from last night. He's not nervous at all."

"Really? Xiaoyue observes very carefully."

I still remember last night, in front of the flowers and under the moonlight, Chen Yanjun made a move to brake in the air, with the beauty in his arms, he successfully maximized his physical skills and reached the peak.

At that time, his steps were as light as fairy dust, and his landing was as heavy as mountains. He was completely integrated into the sky and the earth, and his atmosphere was myriad. At first glance, he was not an ordinary person.

However, after waking up from his sleep, he suddenly felt as if he was carrying a heavy weight, and his walking posture was no different from that of an ordinary person.

Perhaps due to the influence of the third level of nourishing qi, he still sees mountains as mountains.

At first glance, the only difference is that his muscles are clearly stronger, but they don't look exaggerated.

It is difficult for ordinary people, even those with strong cultivation skills, to judge his state of nourishing qi or his peak physical skills just from his appearance.

But the strange thing is that even though Madam is only at the eighth level of cultivation, she can always detect his Qi-nurturing realm...

Could it be the beastmaster's sense of smell?

…

Arrive at the front hall.

The moment he stepped into the threshold, Chen Yanjun felt hot all over his body, and all eyes were fixed on him.

A little dizzy.

Under Xiaoyue's low-pitched introduction, Chen Yanjun first paid his respects to the princess present in order of precedence.

"Chen Yanjun, a common man, has met Princess Ping'an. My little daughter Qiu Zhuo has been taken care of by the princess."

Du Qiuzao's expression was complex and full of mixed emotions.

Although he wanted to straighten out his relationship with himself to avoid the Zhang family’s resentment, this guy was too thick-skinned...

He clearly called himself a commoner, but in one sentence he actually became the elder of both her and the princess.

Staring at Chen Yanjun's lonely face, Li Chan was also dumbfounded.

In his dumbfounded eyes, there was still infinite regret.

This was the first time she met Chen Yanjun, and she had only heard the word "Jun Scholar" before.

When I saw him today, I felt that the word "handsome scholar" was too crude and disrespectful of the facts.

Even if he is a disgusting man, it wouldn't be annoying if he was born with such looks and lives with him every day, right?

"When gold and jade have reached this level, it doesn't matter if you lose Xu. No wonder Mrs. Cui is attracted to you."

Li Chan sighed regretfully, and as soon as she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong.

For the sake of political correctness, she added:

"However, you are too thin. The beauty of a man does not lie in his delicacy. In terms of skin, I still think Mr. Zhang is mighty and majestic, more manly."

Chen Yanjun's expression was serious, but he couldn't help laughing in his heart. He didn't expect that the Tang Dynasty also had political correctness.

"What the princess said is absolutely true."

Seeing that Chen Yanjun was too reserved, always bowing his head respectfully without even looking at her, he felt a little unhappy.

"You are too polite. I am just a little princess, not the founder emperor of Tianyuan Palace. You don't have to keep bowing and raising your head to look at me."

Chen Yanjun then raised his head and looked at Princess Ping An Li Chan, the legendary spokesperson for disasters in the palace.

The princess was seen wearing a bright yellow dress similar to the cut of a palace maid's dress. Her eyes often showed a not very smart look, and occasionally she showed a different kind of agility, like a rabbit out of nowhere.

Even so, the princess sat next to Qiu Zhuo and was not outdone by the fairy-like Qiu Zhuo.

If you look closely, you will see that she is an inch shorter than Qiu Zhuo. She is obviously as thin as Qiu Zhuo, but she still has a beautiful and charming figure.

Her delicate oval face is mostly covered by fringed bangs, her eyebrows are like distant daisy, her eyes are like autumn water, her bun is like the red moon, and her body is as fragrant as a musk deer.

Chen Yanjun originally thought that a troublemaker like Princess Ping An would look like a tomboy, but he didn't expect that she turned out to be a beauty.

Seeing Chen Yanjun looking at her seriously, Li Chan felt better.

"Speaking of skin, which one do you think is more beautiful, Mrs. Cui or me?"

Qiuzao supports the forehead.

The whole place was silent.

What is this?

Chen Yanjun was also confused. I kindly compared you to Qiu Zhuo, but you compared to Madam?

"According to the princess's beauty standards, the madam is naturally more beautiful."

Chen Yanjun is reasonable and well-founded.

Li Chan was happy.

This is saying that she has a good figure and Mrs. Cui is fat...

However, she did not give up.

"What about by your own standards?"

Chen Yanjun said truthfully:

"Madam is still pretty."

Cui Yourong:

"..."

Li Chan glanced at Mrs. Cui, and immediately pursed her lips in displeasure. Her face was full of majesty, and she hummed:

"Man is so disgusting!"

Behind the princess, a tall and thin Tianlong Guard with sharp eyes, wearing black gold soft armor, was staring at Chen Yanjun.

Chen Yanjun felt that the air was a little hot.

Li Chan asked Huo Longwei next to him:

"What's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

Huo Longwei then released his sharp eyes.

In his opinion, Mr. Chen does have some martial arts skills, but he is not capable of inflicting internal injuries on a locust tree as thick as two people...

After greeting the princess, Chen Yanjun turned around and bowed to Mrs. Zhang.

"Junior has met Mrs. Zhang."

Mrs. Zhang glanced at Chen Yanjun, her cold eyes narrowed slightly, and she said nothing.

As for Mrs. Zhang, she is a junior, and Mr. Zhang is a junior. Chen Yanjun just nodded.

This mother and son are tall and muscular, and their combined weight is probably five hundred kilograms!

However, this Mr. Zhang is holding a folding fan. He has an extraordinary appearance and a lively look. His eyes are slightly arrogant, and he does have the demeanor of a Confucian scholar.

Finally, Chen Yanjun turned around and bowed briefly to Mrs. Cui, but did not look into her eyes.

"Meet Madam."

After all, now is not the time for romance.

However, as soon as Cui Yourong saw Chen Yanjun, he remembered what happened last night and what he had just said, and couldn't help but blush.

Another person who couldn't look directly at Chen Yanjun was Butler Lei who was standing behind his wife.

When he saw Chen Yanjun, he wanted to vomit blood, and he had inexplicable fantasies about strange mushrooms...

After bowing in a circle, Mr. Chen turned back to the Zhang family.

"Since Mr. Zhang said that both Wen and Tao and his martial arts can be better than Chen, let's not talk about his military strategy. Chen is just a mortal and willing to be defeated. The question is, Wen and Tao...how is the comparison?"

Zhang Wei held a fan behind his back and said with full energy:

"Confucian classics, haiku, verse or quatrains, you can choose whatever you want, I don't care."

Chen Yanjun nodded slightly and said politely:
To be continued...