There was nothing wrong with it.
Wei Ci coughed lightly, and his expression returned to calmness. Only his ears were bloodshot, so red that tiny blood vessels could be seen.
Of course, he could tell who the "sweetheart" Jiang Pengji was talking about was. Facing the ignorant Yang Si, he felt an inexplicable sense of shame.
However, Yang Si's words just now were not without reason.
The lord was still young. She was in her teens and in her prime. What about Wei Zixiao?
How could he be only six years older than her?
"I still have some matters to attend to. I'll leave first."
Wei Ci's voice was a little vague, as if he was deliberately avoiding something.
Yang Si would not let him leave so easily. Changing the topic was useless against him.
"You haven't explained yet? You want to send me away just like that? " Yang Si sat on the folding stool and calmed his breathing. Seeing that Wei Ci was about to leave, he hurriedly grabbed his sleeve. His expression became serious, and he said earnestly, "… Zixiao … Be rational. Don't do anything stupid."
Wei Ci smiled. It was like the sunlight that melted away ice and snow. It was neither glaring nor warm, and the temperature was just right.
"I know what I'm doing. She'll understand when she's older."
In another five or six years, he would be 27 or 28 years old. He would be about to enter middle age. She would eventually lose interest.
Yang Si naturally would not pester him when he heard him say that. It was fine as long as Wei Ci knew what he was doing.
Heaving a long sigh of relief, Yang Si sat on the folding stool. He stretched out his legs and hung them down without a care for his image. He hummed a strange tune.
While he was feeling pleased, he was caught off guard. His lord's voice came from behind him.
"Where's Zixiao?"
Yang Si was so scared that he almost fell off the folding stool. Fortunately, he knew how to maintain his appearance and restrained himself from embarrassing himself.
He got up slowly, flicked his sleeves, and folded his sleeves in a bow.
"Zixiao said he had something to attend to, so he left first. My lord, are you here to look for him? "
Jiang Pengji crossed her arms in front of her chest, and the corners of her lips curled into an inexplicable smile. "No, I'm here to look for you."
Yang Si was speechless.
Wait — the atmosphere felt a little off!
Inexplicably, Yang Si had an illusion that Jiang Pengji was here to settle scores with him … No, maybe, it was not an illusion …
Jiang Pengji didn't say anything. She just stared at Yang Si with a faint smile, making the latter's hair stand on end.
After a while, she said, "Jing Rong, do you still remember the 'sweetheart' I mentioned before?"
Yang Si: "…"
Wait, please don't tell him that the so-called "sweetheart" that the lord mentioned is Wei Ci, right?
His face darkened. He carefully recalled the image of the person Jiang Pengji had described. The more he thought about it, the more hopeless he felt.
"… Master … You and Zixiao …"
Yang Si paused for a moment, not knowing how to persuade him.
He was also a person who had been in the prime of his youth, so he knew the temperament of young people. They loved to be stubborn with others.
The more the outside world tried to stop them, the more it stimulated their competitiveness.
To the lord, perhaps she liked Wei Ci because she was attracted to his looks. She only felt that he was good-looking.
At most, it was 80% curiosity and 20% fondness.
Once there was a strong external force obstructing them, it would trigger the Lord's stubborn temper. Even a 20% liking would turn into a 100% liking.
"… After all, you're both men. Have you thought about how the two of you will carry on the family line in the future?"
Yang Si spoke weakly. He and Wei Ci were best friends, so he could persuade him not to worry too much. However, he could not do so when it came to Jiang Pengji.
Jiang Pengji said, "Why can't I?"
"Zixiao is not a sentimental person. I don't say that he will be faithful to one person until the end, but … If you have the idea of letting other women carry on the family line for him, I'm afraid that all your efforts will be in vain. You'll have schemed for nothing." Yang Si obviously misunderstood. He said vaguely and embarrassedly, "… What's more … My lord still has many years to live. Why delay yourself and Zixiao? You're still young. He's six years older than you … "
His lord, who was 27 or 28 years old, could still be considered young and promising. However, Wei Ci would be in his early 30s at that time. They were really not suitable for each other.
Yang Si only felt that he had tried his best to persuade her. He had said everything that needed to be said, but … the person in front of him did not care at all.
She said, "Of course, I won't let other women touch him. I have a serious obsession with cleanliness."
Yang Si did not know what "obsession with cleanliness" was, but he could understand some of it based on the context.
He could not help but have a headache. He finally understood. It must be that his lord lacked physiological knowledge. She did not know that men could not have children.
Perhaps his lord thought that two men could also have children?
"Zixiao is a man. My lord is also a man."
He felt that it was a little ridiculous that he was explaining this to a young man who was almost 18 years old.
Jiang Pengji was amused. "And then?"
Yang Si said, "Men can't have children."
Jiang Pengji said, "I know. So?"
Yang Si was almost choked to death by her words. He could not breathe.
She knew that men could not have children, but she did not allow Wei Ci to have children with other women. Was Wei Ci going to die without descendants?!
He simply gave up and said, "You and Zixiao are both men. It's impossible for you to have children!"
Jiang Pengji lowered her eyes and snorted. She said, "Wrong."
Yang Si was stunned. What was wrong?
"It's true that Zixiao is a man, but everything else is wrong."
Even though Yang Si's IQ was above that of ordinary people, he felt that his brain was not enough to process it at that moment. He could not react at all.
He had just said, "My lord and Zixiao are both men. It's impossible for them to have children." But his lord had said, "It's true that Zixiao is a man. Everything else is wrong." In other words, "My lord is a man" was wrong. "It's impossible for them to have children" was also wrong …
He was terrified to think about it carefully.
Yang Si's expression changed again and again. His mind was in a mess. It was as if someone had thrown hundreds of hornet's nests at him. The bees were buzzing non-stop.
"My … my lord …"
Yang Si was so scared that he could not even speak properly.
Jiang Pengji blinked and said, "I still have something to do. I'll leave first."
After she finished speaking, she left Yang Si, who was stunned by the bombardment, and waved her sleeves without taking away a single cloud.
The audience in the livestream watched the whole process. They were basically divided into two factions. One was worried that the streamer's gender would be exposed, while the other was worried that Yang Si would be scared silly.
Huang Shaotian, a man of few words: "This is bad. If Yang Si knows the streamer's gender, will he run away?"
Wen Wen Ke Ren Han Wenqing: "Not considering the power of the streamer's father, the streamer herself can be considered the lord of a prefecture. She has tens of thousands of soldiers in her hands. Yang Si is a scholar. How can he run? Run away with his head? The streamer is black-hearted and ruthless. Wei Ci is ruthless and ruthless. If the two of them work together, they won't be able to escape even if they grow wings. "
Zhou Zekai, a man of eloquence: "I don't understand. Why did the streamer reveal her gender at this time?"
Ye Buxiu, a man of integrity: "I can understand. The streamer has now recovered all of Wanzhou. Although she can't crush all the heroes, she can't be taken lightly either. It's wise to reveal her true identity at this time. Before she is officially exposed, she can let the people around her be prepared. "
Obviously, through the previous test, Yang Si could accept the setting that Jiang Pengji was a "woman."
As long as he could stabilize the few scholars under him, the rest would be easy to handle.
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