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Chapter 101: Imagination is quite rich in order to glue

"Oh?"

Luyetan didn't expect Westhead to agree so readily, but based on her understanding of Lord Qinghui, it didn't seem strange.

Westhead always had a way of reacting in any situation that amused her.

I admit that you are almost invulnerable, but if you add the gaze of the Fourth Princess, how will you deal with it?

Yuan Xigong smiled charmingly, glanced at Leixia from the corner of her eye, and said:
"Lord Qinghui doesn't even want to consider it? Oh, is he interested in me too? This is a two-way race. Yuanxi and Qinghui are both holy spirits, a powerful combination. I just wonder how brave Lord Qinghui is as rumored to be, and what kind of outstanding offspring he can produce?"

While Luyetan continued to exert force on his feet, he observed the reaction of the silver-haired dragon girl. However, the other party continued to look at Westhead in silence, without even a trace of anger in her eyes.

Tsk, you can really sit still when your beloved is teased like this.

Get excited quickly, otherwise how can I enjoy the show?
Leshia still didn't show any expression, but Yulda couldn't help herself any longer.

"Brother?! Please think twice."

If the head of the Qinghui family marries into another's family, even if they can adopt a son to continue the legal lineage, the Qinghui family will never be able to hold their head up in front of Yuanxi.

This concerns the family's honor and disgrace, and it touches her bottom line.

"Yuanxi Palace has a rich imagination for the purpose of playing with glue."

Westhead said calmly: "The reason why I agreed is very simple - if I can recapture Qinghui Territory, I will definitely be able to repay the debt, and if I cannot recapture my homeland, then I don't have to fulfill my obligation to marry into the family."

The man sighed, his purple eyes were full of ease, but his tone was firm and resolute:

"I will either recapture Qinghui Territory or die on the battlefield. There is no chance of fleeing in disgrace or living in shame when I go to recover my homeland."

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I'm not kidding, I'm absolutely serious.

"Does Lord Qinghui intend to go all out?"

Luyetan retracted her jade feet, and the mischievous smile no longer appeared on her pretty face. She leaned forward and said.

Even Leshia's calm face showed a surprised expression for the first time as she looked at Westhead beside her.

"I've always been gambling. If I don't have the courage to move forward, I can't do anything. Besides, I have reasons to do this. Yuan Xigong, if your conditions count, we can sign the contract now."

Westhead took a sip of tea and said lightly.

The brown-haired Branch of Prosperity stared at Westhead quietly for a moment, then smiled:
"If I don't agree, will Qinghui Guild burst into tears?"

Westhead: "Then I can only ask His Royal Highness the Regent, even though it will be quite troublesome to repay this debt in the future."

"No, no, no, I'm just kidding."

Seeing that Westhead was about to end the conversation if they disagreed, Luyetan realized that he could not continue to tease him, and hurriedly said:

"Lord Qinghui will surely create more interesting things that excite me when he goes there. Even for this, I will help you. However, even though Yuanxi Territory is rich, I cannot send troops to help. I can only lend you most of my savings and surplus. Is that okay?"

Westhead nodded: "Can you give me a reference number?"

Luyetan's sleeves trembled slightly, and a feather pen was pinched between his fingers, and he wrote a number on the tablecloth in a casual manner.

Westhead took a glance and was immediately in awe.

I've heard that Yuanxi Territory is rich enough to rival a country, but I didn't expect that this was not just an adjective. Even though Yuanxi Territory is located at the intersection of Qianlu Royal Court and the Empire, it can make a lot of money as a middleman. It's a bit too much to be so wealthy.

It seems that the Holy Spirit of Yuanxi Territory and [Emperor Qianlu] do have an unclear relationship.
"How is it, is that enough?"

Westhead sighed, "There are many problems in this world that Silver Leaf cannot solve, but I think the problems that can be solved by Silver Leaf are not worth worrying about."

"Then it is happily decided." Yuan Xigong snapped his fingers briskly and said:

"I really want to go with Lord Qinghui, but unfortunately I don't have enough time to stay in the imperial capital, so I have to return to Yuanxi Territory. But I don't want to miss your story, so... Rozana!"

Luyetan called out to her confidant loudly, and the emerald-haired half-elf maid came to the courtyard with her head lowered.

"Yuanxi Palace, what do you want?"

"When we return to Yuanxi Territory, you don't have to follow me. You will stay with Lord Qinghui and be responsible for coordinating aid and funding. Lord Qinghui can directly contact Rozanati if he needs anything."

The older sister with an extremely vulgar figure was about to raise her head, but as soon as she caught a glimpse of Westhead in her peripheral vision, she immediately lowered it again.

"Why are you so surprised? Isn't this what you've always dreamed of?"

Luyetan's fingertips brushed past her cherry-colored lips and she smiled meaningfully:
"Or do you think I don't understand the relationship between you two?"

Rozana said quickly: "I never dared to hide it from Yuanxi Palace."

"But you didn't tell me, did you? Haha, relax. I don't want to punish you. I just want you to stay with Lord Qinghui and continue to share interesting things with me."

Luyetan said something that made the half-elf maid sweat profusely, giggled twice, then stood up, sat directly on Westhead's thighs, and threw herself into the latter's arms.

Plump and soft, Luyetan's tightly wrapped figure is not to be underestimated.

Wait, maybe I can compete with Rozana? It turns out she is the master!

Westhead measured quickly, secretly surprised.

But Lord Qinghui remained calm, looking straight ahead, and said calmly:
"Yuanxi Palace, please respect yourself."

"Tsk tsk, we've just agreed to help and you've become so distant. Lord Qinghui is really a heartless person. Are you so good at breaking the hearts of infatuated girls?"

Luyetan's slender fingers drew circles on Westhead's chest, exhaling a scent with resentment.

Shopping!!

How could a hot-blooded man like Westhead stand this? He wanted to punch her in the stomach right away and make the little female ghost cry.

But he couldn't. Luyetan's purpose was very clear. She wanted to stir up trouble, and then she would stay out of it and enjoy the love-hate relationship between herself and Leixia.

"Yuan Xigong, if you insist on provoking me to lose my composure, I'm afraid that won't go as you wish."

The white-haired dragon lady who had been watching in silence finally spoke. She fixed her beautiful eyes on Luyetan and said slowly:

"Excuse me for being blunt, your provocation is clumsy and boring. Nothing happened between you and Weiss. And every day when I go out, I run into women who have had physical contact with Weiss. Their bottom line is much lower than yours."

"Tsk, Your Highness is really generous."

Luyetan knew his plan had failed when he heard this, and he sighed:
"In that case, let me sit in Lord Qinghui's arms for a while. After all, I am also the financial sponsor, right? You won't chase me away, right?"

Since Yuanxi Territory offered such a huge loan, Westhead couldn't refuse it directly no matter how embarrassed he was.

He looked at Leixia and sighed:

"Please do as you please."

"!!!"

The next second, Luyetan put his arms around Westhead's neck, leaned over and gave the latter a quick kiss on the cheek.

Then she touched the corners of her lips with her fingertips, with an elegant and sweet smile:

"By the way, I'm not teasing you. This kiss comes from a genuine impulse."

(End of this chapter)