I, the first son, became a woman

It seems now.

Even if you win tonight.

Even if they won three games!

This Marquis of Thousand Feathers would also go against his word and go back on his word!

In this way, it means that he will definitely pester Mo Muqing until death!

"This matter... I will go and explain it to my father again."

"But anyway..."

With a faint smile on her face, Mo Muqing spoke softly.

"I still want to thank you for what happened tonight."

"Mu Qing, there is no need to..."

"I know, it's despicable for me to threaten you!"

Mo Muqing interrupted Xia Juan's answer and shook her head.

"But don't worry, I won't bother you anymore. I still take this matter... Or I think it's too simple for him. "

"I'll figure it out on my own. It's nothing to do with you."

Xia Juan wanted to say something.

But after thinking about it, he really didn't want to get involved anymore.

The reason why I helped Mo Muqing was because the other party threatened me.

but……

After getting along with each other for the past few days, Xia Juan really did have a little bit of affection for Mo Muqing.

In short, it's good to get away anyway!

"Ok!"

Nodding his head, Xia Juan finally silently agreed.

"Okay... Also, I promise I won't tell anyone about you, you can rest assured!"

Mo Muqing smiled.

But when Xia Juan didn't react.

He picked up the dagger that Qian Yuhou had dropped from the ground.

She stretched out her hand and squeezed it, and cut it with the dagger.

In the palm of his hand, a bloodstain was shocking.

"Oath by blood!"

The cold wind blows and blows head-on.

On the outskirts of the capital, Xia Juan quietly looked at Mo Muqing in front of her.

It was the first time that I had some appreciation and admiration for a person.

She believed that a person like Mo Muqing would really not tell her secrets!

Nodding his head, Xia Juan smiled slightly.

"Okay! Mu Qing, I believe in you!"

Chapter 427 Mid-Autumn Festival

The night is already deep.

Even within the capital.

The noise and crowds of people have become a phantom of the past.

above the street.

The drunken man singing, the peddler cleaning up the shop, the waiter at the inn who is putting the door on...

Everything is in order.

They are all adding a trace of silence and serenity to this darker night.

Even the full moon overhead.

They have all been hiding behind the clouds and mist, and have disappeared without a trace.

After saying goodbye to Mo Muqing.

One of the two headed towards the south city, and the other headed towards the east city.

Xia Juan took his time and walked quietly.

Looking at the loneliness and mess after the carnival.

All of a sudden, for no reason, there was a feeling of emptiness in my heart.

Too many things happened tonight.

The three matches between himself and Qian Yuhou made Xia Juan understand his own shortcomings.

Perhaps in Taiping City, she can dominate one side and outwit the others.

But in the capital!

At best, she can only be regarded as a master of the younger generation, not the number one son!

And Jian Feiyu...

This guy, who was following him secretly, has been hiding in the dark!

If it wasn't for him just now, I would indeed suffer a big loss!

But this doesn't change Xia Juan's dislike for him.

After all, Xia Juan will never forget whether it is Tiangu Sect or Gu Yuecheng's accounts!

Don't forget, women are very good at holding grudges!

Although I am not a woman!

Shaking his head, he sighed.

Xia Juan supported the wall, turned the alley little by little, and walked towards the house.

"It's so late, I'm afraid Zhaodi and Nannan are sleeping too?!"

Holding his injured body, Xia Juan finally walked to the door slowly.

but……

"Huh?! Why is the door still open?!"

"And inside..."

Seeing the light flashing from inside the gate, Xia Juan frowned puzzled.

For a moment, she even forgot about the pain in her body.

With doubts on his face and heart.

Xia Juan straightened her body, and hurried in with strides.

As soon as she entered, she saw colorful lanterns hanging high above her head.

Looking around, it seems as if you are in the sea of ​​bright colors, which is extremely beautiful.

"These lights...?!"

Xia Juan looked left and right.

She saw many servants taking down these lanterns.

"What the hell happened just now?!"

Xia Juan rubbed the back of his head, puzzled.

She turned her head and finally saw two familiar figures.

Also at the same time.

Zhaodi wiped the table and cleaned up the food.

He raised his head casually.

After seeing Xia Juan smiling slightly at her.

For a moment, Zhaodi finally settled her expression and blurted out.

"Master Xia! You are finally back?!"

"Ah."

Xia Juan nodded, and walked towards Zhaodi and Nannan.

She looked down and found that the food that Zhaodi and Nannan were packing were still intact.

it looks like...

It's like you haven't eaten at all!

Hmm... what's going on here? !

Strange? !

Lanterns...uneaten food...

Xia Juan frowned suspiciously.

Even though she is very smart and intelligent, but this matter...

I always feel a little inexplicable and don't understand.

Puzzled, Xia Juan finally pursed her lips and looked at Nannan and Zhaodi.

"Zhaodi, what are you doing?!"

"Master Xia, we are packing up!"

The girl raised her hand to speak.

"I know! I mean..."

It stopped abruptly for a while.

Xia Juan licked her dry lips before continuing.

"I mean...tonight...what are you guys doing?!"

"And... these meals are all good, why didn't you eat them?!"

"Also... by the way! Has the one named Ye not come back yet?!"

A series of questions were thrown in the past.

The two little girls blinked and seemed a little dizzy.

Xia Juan shook his head helplessly, and stared at the two people opposite him.

"Don't worry, tell me one by one, take your time."

After all, she coughed a few times and felt a pain in her chest.

Qian Yuhou's kick made her still not recover from it.

But now is not the time to care about those.

Xia Juan will not show her embarrassed, painful, painful side in front of others.

She held her stomach patiently, pretending to be expressionless.

It's just the root of the tooth, clenched tightly in the unknown mouth.

"Well!"