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Chapter 659 I wanted to fight wits, but my sister didn't talk about martial arts and wanted to fight bravely... (Updated in the middle of the night)

Fu Jin was sitting upright at the moment, trying hard to maintain his elegant and virtuous demeanor.

Before coming, Fu Jin had hesitated for a long time, but in the end, she mustered up the courage and wanted to meet this strange woman who was said to be as tall as a great husband and very heroic.

Not long after, footsteps came from outside, Fu Jin raised his head, looked towards the door, and saw an overly tall woman appearing outside the door.

She is wearing a strong dress with a belt around her waist, which outlines her curvaceous and beautiful figure and a pair of slender and straight long legs so attractive to the eye.

With a charming and curvaceous body, her head was not tied into a bun, but tied casually with a rose-red hairband.

Let the long hair that is soft and smooth like a waterfall drape over the shoulders, coupled with the gorgeous and delicate face like summer flowers, it outlines the unique charm of a mature woman.

Fu Jin couldn't help but look down at himself, curled his lips a little sourly, and then raised the corners of his mouth again, showing a reserved yet friendly smile and got up.

"Little sister Wu Fujin, I have met the Fang family's elder sister, and I have heard of the Fang family's elder sister's reputation as a heroine for a long time, but I have never been able to see her heroic appearance."

"I happened to pass by here today, so I knew that my sister was here, so I took the liberty to come to pay a visit. I hope that my sister will not blame my younger sister for being abrupt."

"I came here in a hurry today, and I didn't bring any presents. I only have this silk handkerchief embroidered by my sister. It's exquisite and brand new. If my sister doesn't give up, please accept it."

Speaking of this, Fu Jin reached into his bosom, took out a small silk bag, opened it, and took out a brand new silk handkerchief embroidered with a peony from inside, and walked forward.

Just after taking two steps, she noticed a bow and a quiver that Miss Fang Baihua had copied in her hand.

Fu Jin looked at the exquisite silk handkerchief he had embroidered again, the smile on his face was reserved, and there was a little pride in his heart.

Fang Baihua saw the beautifully embroidered silk handkerchief, and couldn't help but think of the silk handkerchief she embroidered for Xiao Langjun before, and couldn't help but feel a sting in her heart.

Seeing this expression seems very innocent, but with the sense of smell of a warrior, I always feel that this little girl is not kind, with vague hostility.

This little lady has picturesque eyebrows, clear and charming, like a flower that is just blooming like morning dew, and a pair of sparkling water eyes are also looking at herself cautiously.

Fortunately, Fang Baihua was well prepared, took the silk handkerchief, and praised it a few times.

He stretched out his hand to copy, and handed the exquisite carved bow that was given to his nephew a few days ago to the little sister Na Fujin.

"It was originally the younger sister of the Wu family. It's rare that someone came to visit my sister, and even brought her a gift."

"My sister came here in a hurry and didn't have any preparations, but there happened to be a newly made bow here.

It's very small and cute, and very light, I think my sister will definitely not refuse her gift..."

"Ah, this..." Fu Jin's almond eyes suddenly widened, his smile was so gentle and refined, revealing his cultivation and reserve.

Looking at the bow, he was directly stuffed into his hand by the other party, and he was in a daze, not knowing whether to refuse or how to respond.

"I see my sister is so weak, she must never touch these things, it's not good."

"Sister, I was also physically weak when I was young, and I was prone to illness, and it was later that I started to learn the bow and carbine stick diligently.

Only then did he become physically fit, even ordinary three or five men would never want to get close to his sister for three feet. "

"Young, young?..."

Fu Jin, who was holding the short bow, heard this and his eyelids twitched wildly.

"Come on, sister, you probably don't know how to use it. It just so happens that there is nothing to do today. My sister will guide you how to use it. Let's talk while walking.

After all, it is rare for my sister to meet such a cute and small person like my sister in this Tokyo city. "

"..."

Finally, with a polite smile on his face, Fu Jin raised his hand that was slightly trembling due to excessive force.

He waved goodbye to Miss Baihua who stood at the gate of the house and waved to him frequently.

"My sister remembers to come and see my sister when you have time..."

Hearing Miss Fang Baihua's enthusiastic greeting, Fu Jin managed to make the smile on his face sweeter, and replied crisply.

"Sister, don't worry, my sister will definitely come again when she has time..."

Sure enough, Fu Jin, who retracted into the carriage, let his two limp arms droop by his side, looking at the short bow with tears in his eyes, and there were three full pots of arrows.

My aunt just wanted to fight wits, but in the end, the young lady who was tall and stalwart, who was better than girls from the North, was so ignorant of martial arts that she insisted on pulling her to fight bravely.

How angry...Little sister Fu Jin couldn't help but pursed her lips in aggrieved way in the carriage.

But when I thought of the ten arrows fired by the young lady in the test thank you field, the arrows hit the red heart.

And several times in a row, I couldn't even draw the bow fully, and even stretched the tendons, which made little sister Fu Jin feel a little sad.

Hmph, it's because of your physical strength, no, it's the advantage of your age that you can bully people like this.

Ben Gong, um, although my little lady is not as tall, as strong, and as good-looking as you, I am younger than your sister, more shy and weak than your sister, so I look like a daughter.

Although my hands are sore and weak, I have found out the strengths and weaknesses between myself and the little lady of the Fang family, so I won't look black.

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Seeing the carriage leave surrounded by a group of followers, the smile on Fang Baihua's face gradually became weird.

This little girl, at such a young age, has a lot of eyes, but unfortunately, she is no longer the simple and simple Jiangnan girl she used to be with Xiao Langjun.

It's no wonder that the officials would come to seal the edict on Xiao Langjun before he returned to the country. Now, this Maode Emperor Ji who had been adopted by Wu Shangshu suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Coupled with Yang Zhongguan's ambiguous explanation before, everything suddenly became brighter.

Unexpectedly, for the future of Xiao Langjun, a man in a mantle and a bowl, the officials have gone to such great lengths.

Thinking that Mr. Xiao Lang is still on his leisurely return to Beijing, and when he returns to Bianliang, Tokyo, he must be very frightened by his master's handwriting.

"Auntie, Auntie, that Miss Wu is gone?"

At this time, Fang Hao, who had finally finished practicing calligraphy, poked his head out from behind the door and asked curiously.

"Let's go, why?"

"Why did she come to find her aunt?"

"You want to know?"

"Well, think."

"It seems that you have finished practicing calligraphy. Today is just right. Auntie, I will personally teach you how to shoot."

"No, no, auntie, I think I'm more suitable to compete with brother Zhongtong. Auntie, don't forget to give me another good bow."

"..."

(End of this chapter)