Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 775 I Already Have a Sweetheart
As Meng Zhaozhao thought to himself, joy came to his face.

"Zhao Zhao! Don't mess around!"

Mr. Meng found out in time and stopped her absurd behavior.

No matter how favored the Mei family girl is, she can't decide marriage for her brother!

The reason why Ning Hong's divorce was so smooth was that the Mei family wanted to vent their anger on their girl.

Besides, everyone knew that Mei Luochuan didn't like Ning Hong, and she had delayed the marriage for several years by looking for Longyuan Sword as a dowry.

Now that the Dragon Yuan Sword appeared, but he gave it to his sister, it's no wonder that Ning Hong was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, leaving a lifelong regret.

Although Mr. Meng looked rough, his thoughts were delicate, and it was impossible for his granddaughter to go to Mei Qianqian to talk about it.

If the Mei family thinks that Zhaozhao is using Mei Qianqian, it will be difficult.

Meng Zhaozhao was depressed: "Okay, grandpa, then I can talk to Qianqian, right?"

Mr. Meng snorted: "You can talk, don't talk nonsense, if I find out, I will break your legs, and you will never be allowed to go out again!"

"Got it!" Meng Zhaozhao stomped away, muttering angrily, "Grandpa! Why can't you listen to my granddaughter so much?!"

Old Man Meng smirked from behind: "Your grandfather is not deaf, so please keep your voice down if you speak ill of others behind your back!"

Meng Zhaozhao stuck out his tongue and ran away.

She came to Qingluo, looked at the Longyuan sword in her hand, and said enviously: "Qianqian, your sword is so beautiful!"

Qingluo smiled and said: "It looks good, but it's not convenient to put it away."

She is not a swordsman, and she is not used to holding a sword in her hand all the time.

What's more, her martial arts skills are low, and her fights are all based on sneak attacks. She holds a sword in her hand, and she even steals a fart!

"It's really earthy." A girl in yellow came over, covering her lips and chuckling.

The eyebrows and eyes are thin, and she looks very Xiaojiabiyu.

Although she deliberately lowered her voice so that no one else could hear her.

But Qing Luo still heard her mocking meaning.

Seeing her, Meng Zhaozhao immediately turned cold: "Ning Xixi, your sister is gone, what are you still doing here!"

It turns out that this young girl is Meng Zhaozhao's rival in love, the Miss Ning Xixi who also likes Mei Luochen.

Ning Xixi and Ning Hong are two completely different types.

Ning Hong is delicate and pungent, with an impulsive personality, while Ning Xixi seems to be gentle and gentle, hiding a knife.

Even when Meng Zhaozhao spoke harshly at her, she always had a decent smile on her face: "Because I can't leave yet."

"Why?" Meng Zhaozhao was a little stubborn, and easily fell into other people's routines.

Ning Xixi had a little complacency and a smile on his face: "Because, Brother Luochen said, after the banquet is over, he will take me to Liuguang Waterfall."

"impossible!"

Meng Zhaozhao's voice rose sharply, causing many people to look this way.

Especially Mr. Meng, the way he looked at her could almost kill someone.

Meng Zhaozhao hurriedly lowered his voice, "If you dare to go to Liuguang Waterfall with brother Luochen, I won't spare you!"

"Tsk, what can you do to me?" Ning Xixi didn't care.

"As a member of the Ning family, you don't even know martial arts. I can crush you to death with one finger!" Meng Zhaozhao stretched out a fist in a demonstrative manner.

Ning smiled carefully: "Look at you, you come from a literary family, you don't like to study, but you like to wield knives and guns. You look like a man, no wonder brother Luochen doesn't like you. Look at her sister Qianqian——"

She affectionately pulled Qingluo's arm, "How refined and elegant is Qianqian? That's how girls should be!"

Qingluo pulled out her arm, and said with a half smile: "You can't see the sword in my hand?"

"Holding a sword doesn't mean you know martial arts." Ning smiled softly, "I know a lot of martial arts and weapons, but I just don't want to learn martial arts. Girls shouldn't touch their hands. It's too ugly!"

She stretched out her slender fingers, lightly touched the exquisite pattern on the scabbard of Longyuan sword, and said with a smile: "Didn't Sister Qianqian say just now that this Longyuan is not easy to take away? In fact, anyone who knows Longyuan knows that this A sword is a double-edged sword that can be folded and folded. Let me try it for you, okay?"

She stretched out her hand to Qingluo.

Before Qingluo could reply, a hand stretched out from the slanted spine took Longyuan from her hand.

"Miss Bu Lao Ning, I'll just teach her." Lan Hao stood in front of them with a smile in his white clothes.

Ning Xixi and Meng Zhaozhao's eyes lit up at the same time.

The women in the Hundred Flowers Hall couldn't help but look at him frequently.

It was the first time Meng Zhaozhao had seen such a man with unmatched appearance.

And even though Ning Xixi had seen him a long time ago, she couldn't help showing a look of surprise on her face.

"Little radish, where did you get such a good thing?" Lan Hao fiddled with it a few times, and the Longyuan Sword made a pleasant clicking sound, and shrank directly from the long sword into a small dagger the size of a palm.

Delicate like a toy.

There was a trace of jealousy in Ning's thin eyes.

Qingluo was amazed, took it and studied it for a while, but couldn't find where the organ was.

Such ingenious workmanship deserves to be one of the top ten famous swords.

"Lord Lan Pavilion is really knowledgeable, and the little girl admires it." Ning Xixi smiled softly.

"It's just a small toy." Lan Hao held Qing Luo's shoulders and said carelessly, "Little Luo Bo, why don't you introduce this beauty?"

He was referring to Meng Zhaozhao.

All Qingluo's mind was attracted by Longyuan, and she said casually after hearing the words: "Her name is Meng Zhaozhao, the eldest lady of the Meng family."

"Oh, so it's Miss Zhaozhao." Lan Hao's winking eyes were like silk, "I've heard that the two assistant ministers of the Mei family back then were very talented. Why do their descendants look a bit opposite?"

"No one stipulated that the younger generations should be like the ancestors!" Meng Zhaozhao raised his chin, pouted his red lips, and said, "Don't like me, I already have a sweetheart!"

Ning rolled her eyes carefully.

Lan Hao teased her: "Oh, who is your sweetheart?"

Meng Zhaozhao glanced at Mei Luochen, with a shy expression on his face, but said in his mouth, "I won't tell you! Let me ask you, why do you call Qianqian a little carrot?"

Lan Hao thought she was straightforward and cute, and said with a smile, "I won't tell you either."

"If you don't tell me, I'll ask Qianqian!" She turned her head to look for Qingluo, only to find that Qingluo had already arrived at the Mei family's side.

She was dressed in a white dress, her long hair reached her hips, and her appearance was unsurpassed. Standing among the young masters of the Mei family, she looked like a little red in a green bush, quite eye-catching.

"The guests are all here, everyone, please sit down!" Mei Luochen announced the start of the banquet with a clear and peaceful voice and a calm expression.

Everyone took their seats.

"The Meng family and the Ning family are friends of our Mei family who have been in trouble for a century," Mei Luochen said softly, "I invite you here today mainly for two things."

(End of this chapter)