Beauty has a disease

Chapter 59 Lefties

Another burst of laughter.

It's just a joke.

Cui Shexi got up from the ground, wiped his face, gave two peeps, and continued to run towards the field, "What are you laughing at, what are you laughing at, I've never seen anyone fall!"

"I don't know!"

"Small scene, why panic!"

Cui Shexi looked very calm, and the words came out of his mouth. If it weren't for the slightly messy movement of his running, I really don't know that it was just Cui Shexi's stubbornness.

With the sound of drumming, Ju was thrown high, and the red and blue teams mixed together again and started running on the field.

On the high platform, Zheng Pianran chuckled when she heard Cui Shexi say "I don't know much", approached Ember and whispered in his ear, "He's being stubborn".

Whether it was during the banquet yesterday or the words just said, Zheng Pianran was familiar with Cui Shexi,

Then he pulled the distance away, his eyes followed the people on the field, and asked Ember: "Which team do you think will win?"

There are not only futon mats on the high platform, but also low tables. There are not many pastries, melon seeds and fruits, but there are many kinds of patterns. The pastries are small and exquisite, and they look delicious.

Ember's mind was not on the Cuju field off the field, but picked up a whole piece of pastry and put it into her mouth, and then chewed it slowly.

Although the pastry is small, the ladies in the boudoir usually bite into the pastry in several bites, and there is really no such thing as ember.

Very heroic.

Hearing Zheng Pianran's words, Ember put another piece of pastry into his mouth, then twisted his fingers, rubbed off the residue on his fingertips, and looked towards the field.

After chewing on this piece of pastry, Ember thought about it for as long as possible. After swallowing the last mouthful, he poured another cup of tea to drink, and when his mouth was free, he answered Zheng Pianran's question unhurriedly: "Each side gets better. The winning percentage is [-]% each, and who knows which team will win until the end.”

Saying this sentence is the same as not saying it. This is not what Zheng Pianran wants to hear, but Zheng Pianran doesn't have to ask for a result.

"I think the red team will win."

Zheng Pianran smiled and said, "I think the red team with Cui Shexi will win."

Ember didn't make a sound, but Lin Zhu was a little interested. She remembered that the face-faced young man who could still be funny when he fell was called Shexi, so she asked, "Why did Miss Zheng say that?"

Zheng Pianran said: "I don't know about others, but I know that Cui Shexi's Cuju skills are very good, and there are almost no rivals in Qinghe."

"Qinghe?" Lin Zhu's eyes showed surprise, "The surname of that Mr. Shexi is Cui? But he is the son of the Cui family of Qinghe?"

Zheng Pianran is Mrs. Duan's niece, the child of Mrs. Duan's natal brother. I heard that after the rebellion, General Zheng's family only had two sons, except Mrs. Duan, who was married. General Zheng and his eldest son died in battle. , the second son helped the coffin back to his hometown in Qinghe.

It is not surprising that Zheng Pianran can know the Cui family and get close to them.

"But the Cui family I was thinking about?"

"Exactly." Zheng Pianran nodded and said, "He is Cui Daru's grandson, because Cui Daru is going to come to the capital to give lectures, and I happen to be coming to the capital too, so I came together with Cui Daru and Cui Shexi , and take care of each other on the road."

"It turned out to be the Second Young Master Cui." Lin Zhu said, "I think Miss Zheng and the Second Young Master Cui are very familiar with each other!"

"It's just a little acquaintance."

Lin Zhu smiled, noncommittal.

"Oh!"

"careful!"

Suddenly, multiple overlapping exclamations sounded almost at the same time in front of him, and it seemed that there was a cold wind blowing in front of him. Ember subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but felt that it was wrong, and settled in the same place.

Ember raised her head with a look of astonishment, turned her head, closed her eyes, and stretched out her hands to cover her face.

boom--

Ju slammed heavily on the wrist of his left hand, knocking off the wrapped hair band, and scattered it, revealing a flushed wrist, with a neat scar mixed in the flush.

"Oh!"

"It hit someone!"

"It's all right, call the doctor to take a look!"

The people around were bewildered, and looked at the unlucky guy who was hit with sympathy, and then swarmed around to express their concern.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh, it's red, it hurts!"

"I've already sent the servant girl to call the doctor, so please bear with me."

"..."

The wives and ladies gathered around said something to each other, expressing their concern while checking on Ember's injury, but Ember tightly held his wrist, frowned and shook his head.

"Don't touch it, I'll take it easy."

The pained expression was too real, and those who did not dare to move, Lin Zhu and Zheng Pianran watched from the side, at a loss what to do.

"See?"

At the entrance of the high platform, Yan Huai'an and Zhan Shuyun stood side by side. As soon as they came up, they witnessed the whole process of beating and smashing people. Because the matter developed too fast, it only took a few breaths before and after, and everyone's attention was on Ember. For a while, no one noticed their arrival.

"I see." Zhan Shuyun replied after hearing the words, "Left hand."

Yan Huai'an nodded and said, "Left-handed."

After a pause, he added, "The chassis is still very stable."

Ju Fei was very fast when he came, and with his original weight, Ember was hit with a lot of force, but he only leaned back a little, but didn't fall down.

Yan Huai'an clicked his tongue twice, and seemed to understand: "I said how this young lady survived at the border of Qin'an for many years."

He patted Zhan Shuyun's chest, "Do you think grandfather rescued you from fire and water or broke up your good marriage?"

Zhan Shuyun didn't speak. If he read it right, there seemed to be a scar on her wrist.

He looked at the embers surrounded in the center, thoughtfully.

"Let's go, let's go." Cui Shexi yelled and rolled up directly, plunged into the crowd and rushed forward, "Who was hit and who was hit by me?"

"It's the younger sister of the Duan family."

Cui Shexi breathed a sigh of relief, he stretched out his hand, "Let me see the injury."

Ember dodged, "Second Young Master Cui, don't be rash when you go out."

"Yes, yes, it was my reckless kick that hit you, it was my fault."

While apologizing repeatedly, Cui Shexi pulled Ember's hand, "I have to see if your injury is serious, it will be fine if it is serious."

What does she mean by that!
This guy Cui Shexi probably didn't understand euphemisms, he apologized and cared at the same time, and kept arguing with Ember.

"It's you!"

Cui Shexi exclaimed, looking at Ember in astonishment, then overjoyed, "It's you!"

Ember was not happy, on the contrary, her face darkened instantly, and she covered her wrist again.

"kindness……"

"Second Young Master Cui, please respect yourself."

The words that were about to be completely blurted out were interrupted by a cold voice, Cui Shexi was stunned, and his tendon-stretched head spontaneously made up a temporary one, and fell silent.

"Why such a big scar." A girl exclaimed.

"Be careful." This is the woman's whispered scolding.

Everyone fell silent, and the scene froze for a while.

Ember closed her eyes, let out a foul breath, and stood up, "I'm a little tired, so I'll take my leave first."

After finishing speaking, Ember bowed her body and walked away, while the rest of them backed away spontaneously to make way.

When passing by Zhan Shuyun and Yan Huai'an, Yu Jin paused, but in the end he went straight down the wooden ladder without saying hello.

"Why are you suddenly angry?" Cui Shexi murmured, "Isn't it just a scar?"

After Ember left, the atmosphere of silence was broken, and whispers whispered.

"Did you see it? There is a scar, so big!"

"It's very deep, how did she get it?"

"Zaqin'an is hurt."

"At first glance, it looks like a sword wound. How could Miss Boudoir suffer such an injury..."

Hearing the increasingly outrageous comments and speculations, Cui Shexi blinked, feeling a sense of guilt suddenly in his heart.

It seems like he really did something wrong.

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　　This chapter can be regarded as a supplement to yesterday, and another update for today.

　　
　
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