Princess, be nice

Chapter 1737
Do you think she is a fool who doesn't understand anything, Yuan Changhuan thought angrily.

She came face to face, thanked her seriously, and then she felt comfortable.

There was nothing he could do about his wife, Xie Ci could only raise his sword and said, "My lady, don't lose your mind, it will hurt you."

"That depends on your ability, whether you can hurt me!" Yuan Changhuan snorted softly and said recklessly.

The long whip dexterously wrapped around the long sword in Xie Ci's hand, and with a little force, he couldn't pull the sword to his side as he imagined, "Hiss..."

Thank you, why is this guy so strong.

Yuan Changhuan's eyes were serious.

Following the strength, flew over.

When Feng Yasong and Yue Chulu came in, they saw such a scene and were stunned, "What are you doing?"

Ting Zhuo, who led them in, said with an understated smile, "You two are laughing, our concubine and the lord are practicing against each other, isn't it, show the young master."

Following the direction of Ting Zhuo's fingers, they saw Yuan Miao who was resting his chin on the roof to watch his parents fight, and they were relieved. It turned out that it was not a fight, but proofreading.

Yue Chulu patted his heart, and let out a long sigh of relief, "I was scared to death. I thought that because of yesterday's incident, the relationship between my cousin and my sister-in-law was not harmonious."

If so, then wouldn't she be sinful.

The two husband and wife who were fighting like a raging fire, when they saw the outsider coming, they landed in unison, dropped the weapons in their hands, and walked over, "Why are you here?"

There was no trace of sweat or mess on Yuan Changhuan's body, and he was so clean that he didn't look like he had been violently used just now.

The same is true for Xie Ci beside her, the two of them are still very clean.

Looking at them, Yue Chulu sighed, "Cousin-in-law, Cousin, you guys gave me a fright when you were fighting just now, but luckily I'm fine, otherwise, wouldn't I be miserable to death."

"What makes you feel uncomfortable, and it has nothing to do with you, it's just that irrelevant people don't have eyes." Yuan Changhuan said indifferently, holding Yue Chulu's hand, "Since we're here, let's talk in the room."

As he walked, he said, "Don't feel any pressure in your heart, your cousin and I often play around."

Passing by the roof of the side courtyard, Yuan Changhuan raised his voice to greet his son, "Miao Miao, have you seen the moves my father and I made? Let Mo Chen show you the moves, and mother will check them tomorrow."

Originally, Yuan Miao was going to jump down to meet Yue Chulu and the others, but he didn't expect to hear what his mother said, he was in a bad mood, did mother want to kill him?

Just now she and Dad were dazzled by the fight, he just sighed and didn't pay attention to their moves.

"Uncle Mochen..."

Yuan Miao looked at Mo Chen expectantly.

Mo Chen said in a respectful voice, "Young master has a photographic memory, let's recall the memories, my subordinates have a bad memory and can't remember at all."

"Then how do you recruit?" Yuan Miao asked unwillingly.

"Hey, you don't need moves, you just need to be able to be beaten." Mo Chen said calmly, instantly making Yuan Miao's last hope disappear without a trace.

With a long sigh.

Why is life so difficult.

want to cry.

Yuan Miao sat back silently, recalling the scene of his father and mother fighting in his mind very seriously.

Fortunately, he inherited Yuan Changhuan's ability to never forget. Although he didn't remember it seriously, but because he watched it from beginning to end, and after a little recollection, the scene of his parents fighting reappeared in his mind.

(End of this chapter)