Chapter 989: Picking up the golden cup and kneeling on the cloud blanket
“Since you are so sincere, does that mean that you must be able to meet all the demands made by this young lady?”
Personal style Mu Yunye smiled slightly and said, "As long as it doesn't violate the laws of nature, It’s just that if the third lady has any needs, I’ll be there for you.”
Fang Geyu drank down the glass of wine in his hand, looked at him with bright eyes and smiled: “In this way, even if it is. I’m the one raising my face, and you don’t care at all?”
What a shocking statement!
Such a straightforward and unbridled request made the faces of the suitors at the table change drastically.
Even Fang You started to twitch the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but pick her up and slap her head.
"What bastard nonsense are you talking about here! It seems that dad has been too spoiled to you these years!!"
I can't tolerate Fang You's sudden change of color. You must know that everyone here except Ji Xi Except for years, they are all the sons of immortals from the immortal world of the upper Qing Dynasty.
If we had not sincerely entered into a marriage relationship with Shifang City, how could these arrogant masters be willing to lower themselves to live in troubled times.
Now that the husband has not been chosen yet, he asked him to raise his face.
Could it be that the faces of these immortal nobles were pressed to the ground and stomped on hard?
How could you be so rude!
Sure enough, the originally calm atmosphere at the table began to become restless. After hearing these words, the noble suitors frowned, as if they had been greatly humiliated, and their faces gradually became cold. Come down.
They came here to propose marriage, and marrying into Shifang City was a prestige.
Unexpectedly, he would go so far and make such excessive demands.
This is not the demon world. Could it be that she regards herself as the superior female queen of the demon world, and she has to recruit three thousand royal wives to be satisfied?
Simply arrogant!
They were all immortals of noble birth, how could they allow a little girl like her to be so humiliated and treated with such contempt like that woman's concubine.
Compared with those sons of Taoist Immortals who were sullen and angry, Mu Yunye’s handsome face was always calm, and his eyes were as calm as a lake.
He smiled emotionlessly, raised his head slightly, and said: "The third lady is the person I want in my heart. If I am lucky enough to get the third lady to fulfill my wish, I am willing to sincerely deliver what the third lady has wanted in my life." Whatever you wish for, Yun Ye is willing to fulfill it for you.”
With these words, Yun Ye calmed down instantly.
Even Situ, the most unruly among them, seemed to have been strangled by a ghost, swallowing all the resentful words in his mouth.
Mu Yunye, the genius of the immortal world and the son of the Golden Immortal, had such a sincere and tolerant attitude.
As noble as he is, his face shows no trace of resentment or anger.
How could they continue to have attacks.
Situ was also angry and aggrieved, thinking that he was a little impatient after all.
In that moment, he was probably just like these idiots, acting as a springboard for Mu Yunye.
Not to mention whether the third young lady of the Fang family really dares to raise a noodle after accepting the noble son of the Xian family.
Mu Yunye's sincere and affectionate confession just now had already won Fang Geyu's favor.
If he continues, he may be the only one who takes the lead and takes the lead, Mu Yunye.
Regarding Mu Yunye’s astonishing, indulgent and easy-going speech, Fang Geyu didn’t see any emotion on his face.
She smiled calmly, her fingers holding the empty wine glass relaxed. The wine glass slipped from her delicate white fingertips and fell silently on the soft and precious carpet.
“I have seen the sincerity of Mr. Mu Xian. He just wants to marry me, and sincerity alone is not enough.”
Mu Yunye’s eyes were calm and confident: “No matter how you accept the three All the tests of the lady.”
Seeing this, Situ also curled up his fists hidden in the dark nervously.
Looking at the atmosphere between the two of them, it was obvious that Miss Fang San was gradually becoming fond of Mu Yunye.
The banquet had been open for so long during the day, and Mu Yunye seemed taciturn and rarely spoke. How could he have imagined that this move would be so overwhelming for the girl.
The same goes for Miss Fang San. During the banquet, she was thinking out of the blue and speaking in an astonishing way.
But Situ also saw clearly that this seemingly inconspicuous Miss Fang San actually never put anyone in his eyes from the beginning to the end.
Even if you are catering to a conversation, it is all based on your heart. You will never communicate more than three sentences with each person at one time.
Mean and fair.
But she and Mu Yunye obviously had more than three sentences together.
It seems that the identity of the son of Jinxian is very tempting even for Shifang City.
The charming-looking 'Rong Lijun' came to Balian's side of the table not long after the banquet started. He poured the walnuts he peeled into the palm of his hand, one by one. Bite and eat.
"I said, stupid cat, your lovely eldest lady is already being turned into a bowl and stewed. If you are still here peeling walnuts in a hurry, you are not afraid of her giving you a big buckle." Cuckold?"
Bailian glanced at her: "You can't even eat walnuts to stop your mouth."
Ning Feiyan shook his head and said: "I have been here for many years. Judging from the experience of conquering women, the eldest lady will definitely ask Mu Yunye to pick up the dropped wine glass for her.
Mu Yunye will do anything and obey her. He picked it up thoughtfully, showing his gentlemanly spirit and grace.
The eldest lady smiled slightly and pushed the wine glass out as a token of friendship.
With such sufficient steps, the relationship between the two must be subtle, and Mu Yunye is naturally not the only person who can get close to the eldest lady tonight.
Now that the dust has settled, the eldest lady’s guests will naturally change from nine to one.
After all, there are some superfluous people who are really an eyesore, aren’t they? "
Bailian took another walnut without haste, pinched it gently with his fingers and peeled it, and a complete walnut kernel was peeled out.
"Yes , Yes, some people at this banquet are really annoying to look at, come on... open your mouth. ”
He raised his hand, fed the peeled walnut kernel under her chattering pale lips, and slowly and slowly traced it along her sharp lip line.
The corners of Balian's eyes are slightly curved, and the curvature looks a bit soft against the sparse eyelashes.
The look in his eyes was like teasing a cat, gently scratching the heart's apex softly, with a hint of invitation and ambiguity.
That kind of gaze is really annoying, but it is hard for some small animals with cat attributes to refuse.
I knew clearly that he was teasing people on purpose, but Ning Feiyan had never flirted and teased like this in front of countless pairs of eyes in front of a male companion.
After all, she was the one who did the flirting and teasing in the past.
Ning Feiyan's cheeks were slightly dizzy from the crispy and sweet walnuts. Her lips, which were deliberately modified to look like a man's, turned out to be more delicate and delicate. Bit by bit, they were dyed deeply, dizzy, and red, charming and soft. Got to be enchanting.
She pursed her lips together, her eyes seemed a little shy and difficult to deal with, and she subconsciously opened her lips to bite the walnut kernel.
Unexpectedly, the finger that was still worn at the front suddenly closed, and it was actually empty.
In the past, it was Ning Feiyan who teased others, but now he was really teased by Bai Lian. She pursed her rosy lips, her cheeks were hot, and her beautiful lover's eyes were full of shame and annoyance, staring at Balian with endless anger.
Bailian threw the piece of walnut kernel into his mouth with his backhand, curled the corners of his lips and said: "Since this walnut kernel can't block Rong Lijun's mouth, it's better not to force others to do so. Okay.”
Ning Feiyan’s deflated look fell in Yin Baishuang’s eyes. She pretended to peel the walnuts by herself and said with a smile: “Fortunately, I am immortal. He doesn’t talk much.”
Ning Feiyan was annoyed and ashamed, and wiped her lips with her backhand, and whispered bitterly: “Laugh, laugh, your eldest lady will be kidnapped later. "I wonder if you, a stupid cat, can still smile!"
Bailian's deep and downcast eyes were quiet. He didn't pay much attention to Mu Yunye, but just lowered his head to pour the wine. The tone was light.
"The heart of the Tao is like iron, and the spiritual method is like a furnace. There is not enough improvement, and there is more than enough deterioration. Mu Yunye...can't go up." Could it be that Rulu was referring to Fang Geyu?
She looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Are you so sure that Mu Yunye can't succeed?"
Bailian shook his head: "Even if he is the son of an immortal, the abyss is ahead of him. How can we overcome it?"
"Test is out of the question." Sure enough, Fang Geyu's voice sounded faintly, and she kicked the golden cup under her feet playfully.
"If Mr. Mu Xian is willing to deign to come here and bend down to pick up this cup for me, I will believe that Mr. Mu Xian treats me sincerely."
Fang You stood up. He slowly sat back down again. He breathed a long sigh of relief and finally felt relieved. He whispered to the deacon Qin Lou who was serving beside him and said with a smile:
"Xiao Geyu is playing hard to get." So this is the way to go.
In this way, you can gain a lot of face. Look at the high-spirited immortals from the immortal world below. They are all dumbfounded. Right?
How could you imagine that the dignified son of the Golden Immortal, the leader of the younger generation in the heaven, could be so humble in front of Xiao Geyu?
Face! She wants to keep her face and he is clinging to her. This is not indulgence! This is not indulgence!
Xiao Geyu must have fallen in love with him, but he couldn't help but admit it.
It’s understandable that girls are thin-skinned, so they made such a request to express their feelings.
Good! Very good, very good! I really didn't expect that on the first day, Xiao Geyu would be so discerning and fall in love with Mu Yunye, the most outstanding one among them. Well, well, well, my wish came true. "
Qin Lou twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that among the nine people, seven were the sons of Taoist Immortals.
There is another person who is not worthy of attention at all. He is just a young disciple of Earth Immortal Taixuan Jiujing.
He is still a Duan Xiu who has two boats, and he seems to be pulling him over to make up the numbers.
Anyone with eyes knows that Mu Yunye, the only son of the Golden Immortal here, is the best and most powerful among them in terms of talent, cultivation, knowledge, and background.
Why are you so discerning?
Is this also embarrassing?
Also, is she thin-skinned?
How can a person who keeps saying in front of his future husband that he wants to have a handsome young man be so thin-skinned? !
Mu Yunye glanced lightly between the blankets on the ground.
Although Fang Geyu's choice was already confirmed in his heart, he did not show the slightest bit of pride in being chosen on his face.
The confidence in his plain expression seems to be innate.
It is a kind of ordinary self-confidence developed by truly understanding how good and powerful one is, and being the first among others has become the norm.
But despite this, Mu Yunye still took an extremely serious and attentive attitude towards Fang Geyu's request, even if it was a very small request.
He carefully arranged his appearance, stood up, stepped out of his clothes, and nodded politely towards Fang Geyu.
Then he stepped forward, stepped onto the golden and jade steps, and walked towards Fang Geyu.
The cloud boots made of armadillo made no sound when stepping on the thick and soft precious blanket.
Mu Yunye's steps were steady, his back straight and straight, but his steps were extremely elegant. Every step he took was like a handsome immortal stepping on the clouds, and his behavior was indescribably pleasing to the eye.
The Yingqing Immortal Qi emanating from his body gradually approached, and Fang Geyu stopped kicking the golden cup under his feet.
"The steps are high and the cloud carpet is smooth. Mu Xianjun, please be careful where you step..."
Fang Geyu slowly raised his eyebrows and looked at them as if he was kindly reminding him. As if penetrating ancient times, it was fixed on Mu Yunye's body.
The darkness in her pupils faded away, turning into pure golden pupils, with a vigorous and thick power growing in them.
The bright and huge consciousness gradually condensed into traces of eternal latitude and longitude in those eyes, like a bottomless puzzle.
She looked down at him.
Mu Yunye paused with his feet. For a moment, he felt as if his body had dwarfed and became extremely small under Fang Geyu's sight.
The moment he reluctantly raised his head, he faced those golden eyes filled with sacred patterns, and he only had a terrifying illusion in his heart that he was as humble as dust under the gaze of these eyes.
Maybe...
That's not an illusion!
At this moment, she was looking down at him, her golden eyes cold and aloof, but yet so soul-absorbing and beautiful.
The human emotions on her face have completely disappeared, making it impossible to perceive or speculate on the emotions in her eyes.
There is only one kind of non-human being left, an indifferent compassion that transcends all living things, overlooking a speck of dust in the world of all living beings.
Mu Yun's face was blank at night, and he had no time to react. So at this moment, his condition fell into the eyes of others, and he just stopped in a calm and natural manner.
But no one knew that the sweat on his back was pouring out at this moment!
I just felt that the indifferent sight was like a miserable and endless ancient night, shrouding him silently and quietly.
At this moment, Mu Yunye seemed to have experienced eternal fear!
The fear that was as oppressive as the deep sea made his body tremble, as if he was frozen.
Just when everyone was curious and couldn't understand why Mu Yunye suddenly stopped at this time.
He clearly promised Miss Fang San that he would help her pick up the golden cup that fell on the ground.
But after he left the table, no matter how graceful and graceful he was, he only took three steps.
From the moment the banquet started, Immortal Lord Muyun Ye had always been perfect. Why did he choose this moment to undergo such a small change?
Don’t you know, your little pause.
What kind of hesitation does it mean?
At this time, how can you hesitate.
Could it be that he wanted to deliberately expose small flaws and imperfections, and at the moment when he was about to successfully reach the summit, he looked back in a bad way and mocked them silently.
I haven’t given everyone the answers to my confusion yet.
Under Fang Geyu's golden skirt, a delicate little boot poked out.
Just like before, he gently... naughtily... kicked the golden cup that fell on the ground.
"Plop!!!"
So, in full view of everyone, Mu Yunye, the son of the Golden Immortal and the genius of the fairy world!
His body suddenly dwarfed and he knelt heavily on the steps!
He knelt down!
The person who wants to marry me!
There was even a clear cracking sound from the kneecap!
Even those who could only see his back could imagine the pain on Mu Yunye's face at this moment.
(End of this chapter)