The beautiful scenery of the Crystal Palace was meticulously polished by craftsmen. There were many treasures at the bottom of the sea that were difficult to find elsewhere.
For example, here …
There was a fake mountain and a small waterfall. There were a few clusters of coral beside the pool under the fake mountain, and some pearl night pearls were scattered underwater. With just a few strokes, it was a landscape painting that one could not bear to look away from.
There was a small stone table beside the fake mountain. Yang Jian was standing in front of the table and looking at the small waterfall in a daze.
Is he really going to find a wife?
He was slightly caught off guard.
This was a remote courtyard in the Dragon Palace. It seemed to be the residence of a certain dragon lady back then. However, that dragon lady had long been married, so this place was abandoned.
Yang Jian wanted a quiet place, so the Dragon Mother chose this place for him. The dragon ladies were all dressing up and waiting to meet him.
He did not know who would be the first to step into the courtyard …
Outside the courtyard, Chu Qian was sitting on a railing and playing with the zither strings.
Yang Xiaochan and Ao Ji were already familiar with each other. The two of them were sneakily discussing something.
Ao Ji was holding a small booklet. There were paintings of beauties in the booklet. They were images of Dharma spells, and their hair could be seen.
"According to my brother's personality, he definitely won't embarrass anyone else." Yang Xiaochan racked her brains to analyze. "There's an 80% chance that my brother will choose whoever goes in first to be my sister-in-law. Therefore, I have to take care of this first test! "
"Really?" Ao Ji was in disbelief. They were both men. He felt that he understood Yang Jian better. Yang Jian would definitely pick and choose.
Ao Ji rubbed his chin and muttered, "I'm actually afraid that Brother Yang will pick and choose and become my uncle …"
Yang Xiaochan rolled his eyes and snatched the booklet. "I have the final say on this matter! I'm the daughter of the Yang family. If a woman from the Ao family wants to marry into my family, I, as a sister-in-law, have to agree! Otherwise, what if she bullies me after she gets married? "
Chu Qian couldn't help but smile and say, "I thought you couldn't bear to part with your brother."
"Of course not." Yang Xiaochan's eyes reddened, but she quickly sniffled and blinked. "But my brother is going to have a family eventually. I can't always depend on him."
Ao Ji nodded at the side. "Yes, yes, you're going to get married too."
"Bah! I'm not getting married! "Yang Xiaochan glared at Ao Ji. The latter smiled awkwardly and did not argue with the woman.
Yang Xiaochan muttered as he flipped through the booklet.
Ao Ji listened carefully and did not know whether to laugh or cry …
Unexpectedly, this girl was picky. She said that this one was not good because her face was foxy and would ruin her husband's body. She also said that this one was not good because her face was cold and she didn't look easy to approach.
Ao Ji really wanted to call his older sisters, younger cousins, and get them to come over and let this little girl take a look at them first. They could use flowery words to curry favor with her. Otherwise, if any of them were to get married, they would probably also …
"Eh, this sister looks familiar." Yang Xiaochan's eyes suddenly lit up as she looked at the woman on the last page of the booklet.
It was an extremely beautiful woman with curved eyebrows like willow leaves. Her fine black hair hung down to her waist, and her figure was graceful and slender. She had a pair of jade horns on her head, and it was also quite unique. However, her eyes did not have any luster.
"Why don't we choose her?" Yang Xiaochan looked at Ao Ji, but Ao Ji frowned.
Why, you really chose an aunt that I'm about to marry?
Ao Ji glared at Yang Xiaochan, wanting to see if Yang Xiaochan was deliberately teasing him.
However, very quickly, Ao Ji noticed that the expression on Yang Xiaochan's face was very serious. Clearly, she really liked this aunt of hers.
"This … This sister-in-law of mine is good in all aspects, but her personality is a little … cold." Ao Ji stuttered a few words, then said in a low voice, "The original reason for including her on this list is because she is also about to be married. Although she is Royal Father's sister, she is a dragon egg that hatched in this world and grew up together with us."
"Secondly, she is just added to the list. I'm afraid that Brother Yang will look down on my sisters and let her try again … Xiaochan, why don't we follow the order of the list and let them enter the courtyard one by one …"
"Aiya, stop talking! Why are you so long-winded as a man! "Yang Xiaochan put her hands on her waist and reprimanded," And you call yourself the Prince of the Dragon Palace! Do you believe that I will go and beg my brother to marry no one but your aunt? "
"You … Sigh, little ancestor! Alright, alright, alright. "
Ao Ji did not know whether to laugh or cry. He could only nod and agree.
"However, I have to say the ugly words first. My aunt is a little … cold. Although she's agreed to it, it's not certain that she'll succeed … "
"Go quickly! If you can't, we'll talk about it later! " Yang Xiaochan pushed Ao Ji out of the corridor. Ao Ji could only sigh softly and leave dejectedly.
In the courtyard, Yang Jian, who had heard all of these words, also revealed a smile.
The Cheng family …
Before today, he had really never thought about it.
That was not bad. The princesses of the Dragon Palace were definitely virtuous women. As long as the princess treated him wholeheartedly in the future, he could be at ease and leave his younger sister and mother to her to take care of. He could then devote himself to this world without any worries.
After going through this experience in the Primordial World, he had to make a name for himself no matter what. He had to make a contribution and not lose to Yang Jian's original title of the God of War …
About an hour later, he suddenly heard the ring ring. A delicate fragrance wafted over, and voices came from the courtyard door.
"Xiaochan, this is my aunt. Why aren't you coming over and bowing?" That was Ao Ji speaking to Yang Xiaochan.
Yang Xiaochan's voice was a little bashful. She said in a low voice, "Quickly let this sister in. My brother can't wait anymore."
Yang Jian was rendered speechless.
"Hahaha! Uh, Aunt, please come in. We'll be waiting at the courtyard door. If you have any orders, feel free to instruct us. "
"Yes." There was a faint response. The sound of the bracelets colliding sounded again.
With a ding dong outside the courtyard, the zither strings vibrated. Chu Qian had already begun to play the zither to liven things up.
Sensing that someone was slowly walking over from behind, Yang Jian adjusted his expression. At the very least, he did not look nervous or cold.
He turned around and looked at the person behind him. For some reason, a soft spot in his heart was touched.
Is it really the Dragon Lady of the Dragon Palace?
If she did not have those two jade horns, Yang Jian would not believe it.
It was because she was beautiful, and there was a gentleness in her bones that seemed like it could be blown away by the wind at any time.
She had curved eyebrows and a short life. He was afraid that the heavens would be jealous of her beauty.
She was dressed in a light purple dress. Only her wrists and neck were exposed. Needless to say, her fair skin was crystal clear. It was rare to see her with one's eyes. One could tell that her skin was very smooth, and it made one want to reach out and touch it.
A strange thought surfaced in Yang Jian's mind. He wanted to make a joke and see how she would react when she was embarrassed.
"That, that …" She seemed very nervous. After entering the courtyard, she held her breath. She looked at Yang Jian and let out a greeting.
"Yang Jian." Yang Jian's gaze was as gentle as possible, afraid that he would scare her.
Yang Jian noticed that her hands were clenched tightly. Her pink lips parted slightly, but she could not form a string of words.
"I, I, I … I am …"
"Your Highness, don't be nervous. I'm not a ferocious beast," Yang Jian said gently.
Her face was slightly red. She took a deep breath, and her forehead was covered in sweat.
Stuttering?
Yang Jian was a little shocked, but he tried to control his expression and did not show it.
He also did not understand. He could not see through the cultivation of this Dragons Princess. Why would she have such a problem that only mortals would have?
"I!" She bit her lower lip and looked at Yang Jian. There was some depression in her eyes.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Why don't you try to send me a voice transmission?"
"One, one, one … thing." She tried to send a voice transmission to Yang Jian. Her expression was a little gloomy. Then, she smiled miserably and bowed to Yang Jian. She turned around and was about to leave.
Outside the courtyard, Yang Xiaochan glared at Ao Ji. Ao Ji also looked at Yang Xiaochan helplessly.
Ao Ji sent a voice transmission. "This aunt of mine only has this problem of not being able to speak clearly. Other than that, she is gentle and virtuous, educated and reasonable. She is also knowledgeable and has a high cultivation level. Don't stare at me like that. You've taken a fancy to her! "
"Oh no, what if my brother doesn't like her? Wouldn't she be even sadder?" Yang Xiaochan slapped his forehead regretfully and scolded Ao Ji via voice transmission.
"Sigh." Ao Ji sighed. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
If Little Aunt could become a good match with Brother Yang, she would not have to be neglected in the Dragon Palace. She would be happier.
However, if this matter were to spread, it would affect the reputation of the Dragons. Chanism would probably blame him …
Mortals stuttered because they could not speak properly. However, Dragons like his aunt, who had cultivated for a period of time, had a congenital injury that was difficult to cure.
After all, the dragon egg that hatched his aunt had been stored for countless periods of time. It was also born from death. Perhaps there were other congenital deficiencies …
She had the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon left behind from ancient times. She and the Dragon King of the East Ocean, Ao Guang, were siblings of the same generation. Unfortunately, seniority was not an advantage when it came to matters between men and women …
Ao Ji was regretting that he had begged his mother to include his aunt. Now that he thought about it, he was too casual. He should have discussed it with his aunt.
Suddenly, he heard a chuckle from the courtyard …
"Where are you going?"
"Brother Yang?" Ao Ji rushed to the courtyard door in disbelief and looked inside.
Yang Jian stood in front of his aunt with his back facing the courtyard door!
There's a chance?
The dragon girl in the courtyard was a little anxious. "You, you … You … Do! What! You're actually so, so, so … rash! "
"I just want to say a few more words to you, Miss." Yang Jian sighed and said, "If we don't have any … intentions later, I won't dare to keep Your Highness here."
The dragon girl blinked. Her big eyes were so pure that Yang Jian could not help but recall Little Chan 'er's eyes when she was young …
"Yes." Her face was slightly red. She looked away and nodded in agreement.
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