Killing move

The charade between Li Lingsu and Yang Qianhuan was like pouring boiling water into scalding oil, or pouring ice into a raging fire.

The scene fell silent instantly, the atmosphere became tense, but the emotions inside were exploding.

On the side of the Heaven and Earth Society.

Here they come! The Holy Son and Yang Qianhuan have been plotting this for a long time, and they certainly haven't disappointed me. But is it really a good idea to stir things up like this? Xu Ningyan is a first-rank martial artist. Aren't you afraid he'll settle scores later? Chu Yuanzhen's spirits lifted, his back muscles tensed, and he felt a surge of excitement, just like when he took the imperial examinations back in the day.

It wasn't just gossip about Chu Zhuangyuan; the truth was that every woman at that table was a prodigy, someone of extraordinary status.

Watching them scheme and fight, their battles are just as exciting as witnessing a duel between top-tier martial arts masters.

In addition, Xu Ningyan himself is cunning and wicked. The members of the Heaven and Earth Society were originally upright and serious chivalrous people, but they were all guided by him, whether openly or secretly, and each of them has embarrassing stories they are ashamed to recall.

Seeing him now in such a predicament, Chu Yuanzhen was overjoyed.

Master Hengyuan frowned, worried about Lord Xu's current situation.

What wrong could Lord Xu have done? He was just young and frivolous. The ones who are wrong are Yang Qianhuan and Li Lingsu.

Asura had clearly never seen such an interesting "plot" before. While watching with great interest, he also felt that sometimes entering a monastery had its advantages, at least there wouldn't be so much trouble.

It's truly incomprehensible that someone would put themselves in such an embarrassing situation for the sake of "lust."

Color will only affect his punching speed.

Master Jinlian sipped her wine with a slurping sound, a smile on her face, completely at ease.

Miao Youfang, a trusted confidant, lowered his head and ate his food, pretending that he and Mo Sang were from the same clan.

At times like this, the worst thing is being dragged out by Xu Yinluo to take the fall; whoever does it will die.

These two were deliberately trying to make things difficult for Ningyan. Ji Baiqing frowned, realizing that Li Lingsu and Yang Qianhuan were bullying her son, and immediately became somewhat unhappy.

"Brother, you've brought this on yourself!" Xu Erlang clinked glasses with his teachers from afar, a hint of schadenfreude in his voice.

Of those present, apart from the aunt, Lina and her siblings, Lingyin, Bai Ji, and Chu Caiwei, who were slow to react due to special circumstances, everyone else was secretly waiting for Xu Ningyan's response and the reaction of the women at that table.

It's worth mentioning that Xu Lingyin sat on her aunt's lap, with half her face buried in the food plate.

At her table, food and drinks were served in unlimited quantities, with more food being served as soon as they were finished. This made Chu Caiwei and Lina extremely envious, and they planned to go to that table to mooch off the food after they had almost finished eating the dishes on their table.

"Smack!"

Amidst a loud slam on the table, the young general in white robes, Mu Nanzhi, rode out, glaring angrily at Li Lingsu, and reprimanded her:

"You dare to slander the Imperial Advisor as a vulgar woman? Li Lingsu, I think you have a death wish."

Apart from Xu Qi'an, no one expected that the one who launched the first attack would be an ordinary-looking woman.

Wow, that's impressive! Guests at several tables all looked at Mu Nanzhi, marveling at her abilities.

Everyone present knew that the Imperial Preceptor was Xu Ningyan's dao companion. This woman's words put the Imperial Preceptor on the hot seat.

As the head of the Human Sect and a first-rank terrestrial immortal, her dao companion had actually married another woman. If she didn't speak out, how could she save face?

If she were to take this opportunity to cause a scene and ruin the wedding, most of the women at this table would be overjoyed.

Indeed, the most terrifying thing is the infighting among sisters. Of all the people at this table, only Nan Zhi dares to offend the Imperial Advisor. Xu Qi'an thought to himself.

Luo Yuheng gave her a cold look and said:

Who is this?

"This is my Aunt Mu, my aunt's sworn sister." Xu Qi'an answered quickly, sealing the identity of the Flower Goddess.

Luo Yuheng gave an "Oh," picked up her wine cup with her delicate hand, and said calmly:

"Aunt Mu seems so kind and down-to-earth, I'd like to offer you a toast."

The word 'kind and simple' was bitten particularly hard.

Mu Nanzhi took a deep breath, glanced at the Xu Household members, and suddenly laughed:

"You're welcome, my dear niece."

As the goddess of flowers and a former queen, she had to maintain her dignity. After weighing the consequences of dying in the community and taking off her bracelet, she chose to endure this round.

Li Miaozhen and the others were disappointed that they had failed to provoke the Imperial Preceptor.

They both wanted to use each other as pawns, but neither of them wanted to be the pawn.

After drinking for a few rounds, Li Miaozhen coughed loudly, attracting everyone's attention, and said calmly:

"Congratulations on Xu Yinluo's wedding today! Miaozhen has prepared a small gift for you."

There's no need for Xu Qi'an to be instinctively wary.

Li Miaozhen lowered her head, took off the sachet from her waist, and gently opened it. A wisp of green smoke rose gracefully from it, and under everyone's gaze, it transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman with black hair and a white dress.

She was beautiful without being vulgar, alluring without being seductive; her entire being exuded an intoxicating charm that captivated the men present.

"This is my older sister, Su Su, who grew up with me since childhood. Sadly, she died young, her beauty fading away, leaving behind a lonely, wandering ghost."

As Li Miaozhen finished speaking, Xu Lingyin, who was immersed in her own world, raised her head, licked her greasy lips, and looked at Su Su with anticipation.

After briefly explaining Su Su's identity, Li Miaozhen said:

She and Xu Yinluo met when they were both poor and went through hardships together. They made vows of eternal love, and Xu Yinluo promised to take her as his concubine. Unfortunately, though they met when they were poor and could share hardships, they were not necessarily able to share wealth.

"After Xu Yinluo rose rapidly through the ranks, he never contacted her again. Su Su spent her days in tears, depressed and unhappy. As her younger sister, Miaozhen could not tolerate this. Today, on the occasion of the wedding, she specially asked Xu Yinluo if he still remembered his promise."

Since nobody wants to be a gun, then let's make guns.

Su Su mimed wiping away tears, sobbing softly.

"You heartless bastard! Back in Yunzhou, you kept saying you wouldn't look down on her."

As expected of the Flying Swallow Heroine, she was straightforward and honest. Wei Yuan, the great Confucian scholar of the Cloud Deer Academy, and others tacitly raised their cups and took a sip.

It goes well with alcohol.

Li Lingsu looked at Xu Qi'an with grief and indignation:

"Su Su is also my sister! How could you lay a hand on my sister? And then abandon her after starting something?"

Yang Qianhuan slowly stood up, turned her back to everyone, and shouted:

"Xu Ningyan, I never imagined you were this kind of person."

"I almost forgot about my concubine!" Xu Qi'an muttered to himself. He knew these guys were going to cause trouble and vent their anger; they wouldn't just sit there drinking with a straight face.

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Xu Qi'an remained calm and was about to respond when he heard Xu Lingyue from the other table speak:

"Master Li, you're being too serious. Anyone who didn't know better would think my elder brother was going to marry Miss Su. Everyone knows my brother keeps his word. Since he promised, he will definitely keep it. After the wedding, Mother, you can decide how to find a bridal sedan chair to carry Miss Su into the family."

"When taking a wife or concubine, one must always distinguish between primary and secondary roles."

Li Miaozhen was taken aback, and suddenly had the illusion that "I am making a mountain out of a molehill" and "I am being unreasonable".

No, it's not an illusion; it's the effect of Xu Lingyue's sarcastic and manipulative words—"On your wedding day, what business is it of yours as a concubine? You're taking advantage of my kindness. Do you want to be a concubine or a mother?"

This... this seems to make some sense. Is Xu Ningyan's younger sister really so sharp-tongued? Yang Qianhuan racked her brains for a solution but to no avail, and became somewhat anxious.

Li Lingsu pondered for a moment, then sighed helplessly. Miao Zhen's plan would at most add another stroke to the scoundrel Xu Ningyan, but the problem is, that's the kind of person he is.

The key question is, what threat could a ghost possibly pose?

It doesn't even have a physical body.

Look at the Imperial Advisor, the Princess Consort, and His Majesty—they didn't react at all.

Xu Qi'an gave Xu Lingyue an approving look, thinking to himself that she truly deserved to be the sister who claimed to care the most about her brother.

He immediately glanced at Wang Simu. "No good," he thought, "This sister-in-law has been watching the whole thing without any intention of stepping forward to take the fall. I have to give her a push."

Xu Qi'an cleared his throat and laughed:

"Since the bride is unable to come out to greet the guests, I've asked Simu to take the seat in Lin'an's place. Simu is both Lin'an's sister-in-law and a close friend, so representing Lin'an is perfectly fine. Erlang, you agree, right?"

Wang Simu was stunned, completely unprepared.

"Erlang, Erlang, your elder brother is trying to harm me!" she pleaded, glancing at Xu Xinnian.

My older brother is just like that, secretly wicked, there's nothing I can do about it. Xu Xinnian gave her a look.

Ji Baiqing, the birth mother, felt a stirring in her heart and smiled:

"Since you represent the bride, let's join Erlang in toasting each of you one by one."

"Xiaoru, am I right?"

As the groom, Xu Ningyan is not yet at the time to toast the guests. Usually, he has to wait until everyone is half full and slightly tipsy before he can toast them.

The aunt showed no awareness whatsoever that her son and daughter-in-law had been "tricked," and immediately nodded:

"My sister-in-law is right."

Xu Erlang sighed.

He knew his mother better than his son, but in Wang Simu's eyes, this was her future mother-in-law hinting at her to share the burden with her older brother Xu Qi'an, and even testing her—to see if she could handle these beautiful women and the troublesome guests.

The former represents women like the Imperial Preceptor and Zhong Li who have ambiguous relationships with the eldest brother, or who have already consummated their relationship. The latter represents Yang Qianhuan and Li Lingsu.

Maintaining stability is always a skill that the first wife should possess.

Wang Simu glanced at the women at the same table, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Her future mother-in-law has high hopes for her.

With the sacrifices of Xu Erlang and Wang Simu, after a round of toasts and the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the atmosphere of swords and shadows from before was completely dispelled.

For the groom, every minute he endures brings him one minute closer to victory.

At this moment, Huaiqing smiled reservedly and said:

"I have also prepared a gift for Xu Yinluo."

The lively atmosphere subsided slightly, and everyone unconsciously stopped their loud conversations and remained quiet.

Firstly, given Huaiqing's status as the emperor, her subjects were naturally expected to remain silent when she spoke.

Secondly, those who know her well know that this empress is cunning and shrewd, and her "gifts" are much more interesting than Li Miaozhen's.

Li Lingsu and Yang Qianhuan rubbed their hands together secretly.

"Your Majesty, there's no need to be so polite!"

Xu Qi'an shook his head slightly, hoping that the understanding Huaiqing would understand his meaning and show leniency.

Huaiqing didn't understand at all, her smile reserved:

"Xu Yinluo, don't be polite!"

As he spoke, he beckoned to the palace maids waiting outside the hall and gave them an order.

The palace maids responded and withdrew, and a moment later, she led a group of people in.

A group of alluring and seductive fox spirits dressed in gauze skirts.

There are a total of eighteen fox spirits, each with a different beauty, some charming, some innocent, some aloof, and some proud; all are of the highest caliber.

The woman in the black dress, in particular, with her oval face and alluring eyes, was captivating and radiant. Even amidst a hall filled with beauties, she shone brightly.

Huaiqing laughed:

"The Southern Frontier Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, knowing of Xu Yinluo's wedding, has specially presented eighteen fox maidens as a sign of sincerity. The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons and the Great Feng been allies for generations, watching over and helping each other."

Ye Ji said with a smile:

"My love, I've missed you so much."

"This suggests a pre-existing affair?!" Several tables of guests looked on with strange expressions.

Mu Nanzhi's face darkened.

Luo Yuheng's pretty face was as cold as frost.

Zhong Li raised her head and scrutinized the fox woman with a blank expression.

Li Miaozhen gritted her teeth.

Su Su frowned.

Chu Caiwei held the pig's trotter, speechless with astonishment.

Xu Lingyue, who always doted on her brother, also developed a dangerous demeanor.

Even his aunt and Ji Baiqing felt that their nephew (son) was being a bit too promiscuous.

Xu Yuanhuai glanced at his sister; even he, slow to notice, sensed that something was amiss.

Nangong Qianrou glanced at the dumbfounded Xu Qi'an and felt a surge of satisfaction.

Isn't it better to listen to music in a brothel? Aren't the courtesans of the Imperial Academy of Music beautiful? Why do you have to provoke these messy women? Or do you love brothels and want to become one yourself? Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao were very worried about their brother, but they were too lowly to speak up and could only watch the show.

"So many fox spirits, I've never tried creating Demon Race before. "Song Qing's eyes lit up.

It's still better to get a wife. Second Uncle Xu glanced at his aunt and added in his mind:

I need to marry someone a little less intelligent.

Prince Lin'an must be furious tonight. Wang Simu thought of her best friend.

"Brother, I can't help you either," Xu Erlang said, lowering his head to drink, trying not to laugh.

A virtuous person should not be lewd when faced with lust. The example of Ningyan serves as a warning to the students of the academy, and it is written into the textbook as a negative example. The great Confucian scholars of the Cloud Deer Academy secretly made this decision.

Wei Yuan, Zhao Shou, Daoist Jinlian, Asuluo, and Chu Yuanzhen all raised their cups and took a sip at the same time.

Perfect with drinks!

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