When Tan Kun and Xu Yukuo saw that the person was a Core Formation Ancestor, they didn't dare to say anything. They quickly bowed, turned around, and slipped away. If the Painting Sound Devil Sect and the Iron Arm Devil Sect found out, they would be in big trouble.
When the two left, Yan Fengyun laughed loudly. "Yan Fu, the heavens are really blessing my Yan Clan. Today, another one came to our door."
Yan Fengyun thought that it would be best to have a beggar as a fake groom. After the deed was done, he could kill him. No one would care.
However, when Yan Fu saw him, he exclaimed in surprise.
Yan Fengyun quickly asked what was the matter. Yan Fu said, "This is the person we threw out of the mansion yesterday!"
Yan Fengyun's old eyes widened. He asked curiously, "Really? Such a coincidence? "
Yan Fu nodded. "Old Master, there's no doubt about it. It's the person from yesterday. His meridians are still broken. However, the strange thing is that he clearly didn't have long to live yesterday. How did he get so much better after a day?"
Yan Fengyun frowned and looked at this person. He thought, "Could it be that this kid's injuries yesterday weren't that serious?" However, Yan Fu had followed him for so many years. His eyes couldn't be wrong. Then what was so special about this kid?
However, no matter how Yan Fengyun looked at him, he felt that this person was just an ordinary mortal. He couldn't see anything special about him.
"Perhaps the Recover Pill you gave him is effective. Don't worry about him. Carry him into the mansion first." Yan Fengyun ordered. Yan Fu wasn't an ordinary person. He carried Ye Kong back to the mansion.
Soon, Ye Kong was placed on the soft couch in the mansion. Yan Fengyun ordered someone to call Wu Xiaoling over. Yan Fu held the lamp. This Old Man's wife looked quite satisfied.
Although it was just a fake wedding, the groom had to look good. If he was old and ugly, it would be a disgrace to the Yan Clan. Moreover, it might arouse the suspicion of others.
Wu Xiaoling saw that Ye Kong looked good. She smiled. "This kid has red lips and white teeth. His face is delicate and pretty. Yan Fu, you have good eyes."
Yan Fu hurriedly smiled. "Madam, actually, when I first saw him, his face was covered in blood. I didn't know what he looked like. I was just a blind cat catching a dead mouse."
Yan Fengyun continued to frown. "It's just that we don't know much about this person's background. I don't know what his character is like, let alone where he came from, whether he has any enemies, and whether he will bring trouble to my family. "
Wu Xiaoling said angrily, "You're anxious when there's no one around. Now that someone's here, you're worried. "
Yan Fengyun waved his hand, "You don't understand. This child was a mortal, but the strange thing was, how could all the meridians in his body be broken? If it was someone else, then who would be so heavy-handed as to deal such a heavy blow to a mortal? If it was caused by his own cultivation, then what kind of cultivation technique did he cultivate? More importantly, does he have a sect backing him up? "
However, Wu Xiaoling's thoughts were simple. She smiled and said, "He is just a Five-Elemental Spiritual Root. Even if he is a disciple of other sects, he is definitely not an important figure … Even if he has a powerful background, the two devil sects of Iron Painting will not tolerate others attacking us in our territory."
"That's true." Yan Fengyun nodded, then looked at Ye Kong and said, "But I still feel that this child is not so simple."
Wu Xiaoling smiled and said, "I feel that this child doesn't look like a crafty person. If he really is not an ordinary person, then it's not bad for him and Shuhui to pretend to be real."
Hearing this, Yan Fengyun laughed and said, "Shuhui also has Five-Elemental Spiritual Root. With the help of the elixir that father-in-law left behind, she was able to build her foundation. If this child also has a fortuitous encounter and is above the Foundation Building realm, then they can be considered fated. "
Actually, they were purely joking. This child had no cultivation at all, so how could they really let him be the son-in-law?
However, a gossiping servant girl heard this and hurriedly slipped into the young miss's room, saying that the master and the madam were looking forward to that person's fake marriage becoming real, so that they could marry each other.
Yan Shuhui didn't have a good impression of this absurd idea. Hearing this, she was furious, and she also got angry at the fake groom.
"I'd like to see what kind of tricks this person has to make my mother fall in love with him!" Yan Shuhui was annoyed and didn't care about anything else. She picked up her skirt and ran out.
In the room over there, the housekeeper gave Ye Kong the elixir to relieve his coma. Ye Kong hadn't woken up yet. The housekeeper felt that this child was really dirty and indecent, so he ordered the servant girl to wipe his face and brought new clothes for Ye Kong to change into.
Yan Fengyun and Wu Xiaoling went to the main room to wait, leaving the servant girl to wipe Ye Kong's face and change his clothes. There were no men in the back office of the Yan Mansion, and these servant girls usually didn't change men's clothes. However, since it was arranged by the higher-ups, then he should change.
Of course, the main thing was to change his outer clothes. The inner clothes were not to be changed, so the servant girls helped him take off his shoes, socks, coat, and trousers. Everything else was fine, but when the trousers were taken off, the servant girls suddenly became curious and blushed.
At this time, Yan Shuhui happened to arrive. Four or five servant girls were chattering around the soft couch, so no one noticed her coming in.
Yan Shuhui walked into the room and saw the maids surrounding the man. She frowned and listened carefully. She heard the discussion of the maids.
"So fashionable, so special!" a servant girl said in surprise.
"Yes, I wonder if there's a female style," another servant girl said.
Another servant girl scolded, "You sluts! Is this what a human should wear? It's so small, I don't know how this person can wear it out of the door. It can't be stopped at all! "
The servant girl who spoke before retorted, "Although it's a little small, you can't deny the novel style, the exquisite workmanship, and the special material … I really want to touch it and see what silk it's made of. It's so shiny!"
Another servant girl laughed and said, "Little slut, you don't want to know what the material is. You want to know what's wrapped under the small cloth, right?"
"Oh, you're so bad. Go to hell!"
Yan Shuhui was puzzled by their conversation. She thought to herself, "What are they talking about? Style, material, and all of them blushed and didn't dare to look."
Yan Shuhui's curiosity was aroused. She tiptoed behind the servant girls and looked inside …
"Ah!"
It turned out that everyone was studying a certain person's three-legged underpants. This thing was no longer a new item in Wu Country of Cang Nan. It had become popular in other countries, but in Yun Yao, it was a rarity.
Such a style of underpants was novel. Those servant girls had never seen it before, so they naturally began to discuss it.
Yan Shuhui also saw it, but she didn't pay attention to the style or the material. Instead, she paid attention to the bulging small bag and the little sprouts that slid out from the sides …
Yan Shuhui's call startled the servant girls. When they saw that the young miss had come, they hurriedly bowed.
After the servant girls finished bowing, they felt that it was inappropriate. How could the young miss let her see this kind of thing?
However, Yan Shuhui opened her mouth and said, "All of you, get out."
The servant girls filed out, but in their hearts, they were muttering, "This is a man and a woman alone. Could it be that the young miss's heart was moved when she saw someone and wanted to study the man's secret?"
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