The lucky little prince's doting wife

Chapter 442 Xie Jiuhuan is truly stunning if she knows how to fight.
"Listen to your elder brother," Princess Le'an said to Lin Deyi.

Lin Deyi: "When did I stop listening to big brother?"

Princess Le'an: "Okay, okay, let me ask more questions, have you seen your father?"

Lin Deyi: "No, eldest brother said he went to see the Holy Spirit."

Princess Le'an: "What happened again?"

Lin Deyi said: "Brother didn't say anything."

Princess Le'an: "If your elder brother doesn't tell you, then ask him."

Lin Deyi looked at Princess Le'an. His mother had never made such a request to him before.

"Big brother said he would come back for dinner," Lin Deyi told Princess Le'an.

Princess Le'an: "Okay, it's best if he comes back."

Lin Deyi: "Where have General Xie and Mrs. Jiao gone?"

He asked as soon as he entered the house, but his mother never answered his question.

Princess Le'an: "Mrs. Jiao needs to take a rest. I've asked people to take them to the guest room to rest. In a while, I have to accompany Mrs. Jiao to go for a walk in the garden."

In this season, visiting gardens and admiring flowers is one of the favorite activities of ladies.

Lin Deyi: "Old General Xie also likes to see flowers?"

Princess Le'an: "Your second brother and third brother will be back soon. They will talk to the old general."

Lin Deyi asked: "What about me?"

Princess Le'an: "You also want to talk to the old general?"

Lin Deyi remained silent. This was not a job he could do.

"Then you can sit here," Princess Le'an said.

Lin Deyi: "I want to go back to my room."

Princess Le'an: "The eldest lady of the Xie family is in Chunchangyuan. How do you go back?"

Lin Deyi had to sit in the room with Princess Le'an, but after a while, Lin Deyi couldn't sit still and Princess Le'an couldn't stand it anymore.She was the only one talking, and her youngest son was silent, making her look like a fool.

"I want to go back and change clothes," Lin Deyi rarely said a word, but still wanted to go back to the room.

The servant came to report at this time that the second young master had returned to the house, and the chief steward Gao Wang had gone to greet the second young master.

Princess Le'an said to Lin Deyi: "Your second brother came back quickly."

Lin Deyi: "Didn't you say that my third brother is coming back too? When will he come back?"

Princess Le'an felt that her younger son was asking nonsense. How could she know when the third child would arrive home?
"You go back and change your clothes." Princess Le'an chased Lin Deyi away, but did not forget to warn her: "Remember to avoid suspicion."

Lin Deyi got up and left.

Mrs. Rong, who was guarding outside the house, saw the fourth young master coming out of the house. She hurriedly ordered two young men to see the fourth young master off, and she went into the house to see Princess Le'an.The second young master will be coming over soon, and she has to listen to Her Royal Highness the Princess's instructions to see what kind of refreshments she will prepare for the second young master.

As for why the fourth young master does not receive such treatment, who in the house dares to serve refreshments to the fourth young master? !
Lin Deyi and the second young master did not meet each other. He took Mu Dong back to Chunchang Courtyard. When Lin Deyi just entered the courtyard, a maid ran to report to Xie Jiuhuan.

What is Xie Jiuhuan doing at this time?
She was drawing a dress for Xie Huniang. She felt that the color and style of the dress Xie Huniang was wearing today were not good-looking. Although Xie Jiuhuan could not do tailoring work, she could draw, so Xie Jiuhuan simply painted the dress for Xie Huniang to see.

"Sister, just choose what you like, and then we'll find someone to make it," Xie Jiuhuan said to Xie Huniang: "You have to have a skirt, you have to have a shirt, we all have everything we should have!"

Even her own parents said she was not good-looking, so Xie Huniang never cared about dressing up, so she couldn't understand Xie Jiuhuan's high spirits at the moment.

What is this sister she just recognized so excited about?
"Me," Xie Huniang watched Xie Jiuhuan draw pictures. After hesitating for a long time, Xie Huniang said, "I have a lot of skirts."

Xie Jiuhuan didn't even raise her head, "Is this what my sister is wearing today?"

Xie Hu Niang: "There are others too." Xie Jiuhuan then looked up at Xie Hu Niang and said, "What are they like? Sister, please tell me."

Xie Hu Niang: "..."

She never cared about skirts. How did she know what styles of skirts she had?But if she confessed that she didn't know, would it disappoint Xie Jiuhuan and end their friendship?

Xie Jiuhuan didn't ask further questions, and handed a drawn picture to Xie Huniang and said, "Sister, take a look at this style, do you like it?"

Xie Jiuhuan came up with the picture quickly, and Xie Huniang just saw her move her hands. Now that she saw the complete picture, Xie Huniang's eyes lit up.

The female general in the painting is brandishing a Fangtian painted halberd, with a high ponytail and a headband embroidered with tiger patterns on her forehead. She is simple but different from the male armor at first glance. She does not look too heroic.

In this picture, Xie Jiuhuan did not draw the facial features of the female general, but this image is exactly what Xie Huniang imagined she would look like in front of the two armies.

"I feel like my sister is like this on the battlefield," Xie Jiuhuan told Xie Huniang.

Xie Huniang said: "But she has no face."

Xie Jiuhuan: "I haven't finished the painting yet. Sister, do you like it?"

Xie Huniang said: "I like it, but this is armor, not a skirt."

Xie Jiuhuan continued to write rapidly, swishing, swishing, while saying to Xie Huniang: "I told you, we have to make a complete set. If others have it, my sister must have it. If others don't have it, my sister must also have it."

"How many female generals are there in the world?" Xie Jiuhuan added: "It doesn't matter if you can embroider or play the piano? You are really stunning if you can fight."

Xie Hu Niang: "You mean?"

Xie Jiuhuan: "My sister is really stunning. That's what I said. If anyone has any objections, ask this person to come to me."

Xie Huniang couldn't bear the praise from Xie Jiuhuan. She was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Xie Huniang stared at the painting in her hand, and finally said: "I don't have a figure like hers, I'm fat."

Xie Jiuhuan suddenly stopped writing.

Xie Huniang's mood became a little low again, and she said, "I haven't been able to lose weight since I was a child."

Xie Jiuhuan put down her pen, looked at Xie Huniang and said, "But even a thin man can't fight."

Xie Huniang said: "The fourth young master doesn't look fat."

Xie Jiuhuan: "..."

Is the Fourth Young Master thinner than Xie Hu Niang?It seems so.

Xie Huniang looked at the painting in her hand, shook her head and said, "I'm not that good-looking."

What on earth did her sister go through to make a female general so unsure of herself?

"No," Xie Jiuhuan whispered to Xie Huniang: "The fourth young master still has flesh, but you can't tell when he is wearing clothes."

This was beyond the scope of Xie Hu Niang's understanding. "Huh?" Xie Hu Niang looked at Xie Jiuhuan in confusion.

Xie Jiuhuan looked serious and said: "He has muscles after taking off his clothes. My sister, what martial arts practitioner has no muscles? If there is no muscles at all, wouldn't the martial arts practice be in vain?"

Take off your clothes and show off your flesh...

Xie Huniang blushed immediately, but fortunately her skin was dark and she couldn't tell.

Xie Jiuhuan raised her arm to show Xie Huniang her "strong" shoulders.

"I am also a martial arts practitioner," Xie Jiuhuan said to Xie Huniang, "Sister, please hold on."

Xie Huniang looked at the thin arm in front of her. She would have to break this little arm, right?
"Take a look," Xie Jiuhuan continued to invite.

Xie Huniang didn't dare to stretch out her hand. Her hands were really strong and she broke Xie Jiuhuan's arm. So the sisters had nothing to do, right?
(End of this chapter)