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Chapter 82

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The couple, Ye Xiaotian and Tian Miaowen, were in the study, talking to each other, their feelings gradually burning. The exchange of feelings was different from carnal desire, but it was wonderful and wonderful, even more so than the pleasure of carnal desire. Therefore, this kind of warm and sweet spiritual love, for Tian Miaowen, who had first married and then fell in love, was an unprecedented happy experience.

When Ye Xiaotian stood up with a smile and said to Tian Miaowen, "It's getting late, I'll go to the Ten Thousand Arrows Tower first. The young master of the An family is treating us, we can't let them wait for too long!" At this time, Tian Miaowen unexpectedly had a feeling of reluctance to part.

"Come back early, don't drink too much!"

Tian Miaowen gently exhorted. There was no other meaning, it was just an instinctive reaction caused by feelings. But when she noticed Ye Xiaotian's somewhat mischievous eyes, Tian Miaowen immediately became shy. She wanted to scold him for having a mind full of bad thoughts, but when the words were about to come out of her mouth, she pursed them and only gave him a white look.

Ye Xiaotian laughed, making a face at Tian Miaowen, but he did not continue to tease her. He liked the feeling of making his prey willingly walk into his trap step by step, especially when the opponent was a noble and incomparably intelligent woman like Tian Miaowen. That sense of accomplishment made him feel as if he was floating when he boarded the carriage.

"Huh?"

When Ye Xiaotian boarded the carriage, he discovered that Tian Miaowen had lent her oil-walled carriage to him. This time, they were not riding in the long-distance carriage that he had brought from Tongren Province. The car was comfortable and luxurious, it was just that …

Ye Xiaotian looked at the big green ox that did not need to whip and gallop freely. He could only bitterly laugh and lie down on the seat, pretending to sleep. The carriage had already left the estate, he could not go back and change back. Besides, he quite enjoyed this kind of feeling of concern.



The ox cart slowly drove into Guiyang city. Looking at the green ox and the strangely styled cart, coupled with the guards on their horses, the citizens of Guiyang city knew that it must be a noble family traveling. Naturally, they gave way, and the guards did not dare to make things difficult for them.

As soon as the ox-cart entered the long street, a group of fast horses galloped past. Ye Xiaotian, who was pretending to be asleep in the cart, did not notice that the group of fast horses was majestic. The riders on the horses were dressed in green robes and had sharp blades hanging from their waists. It was obvious that they were not ordinary people.

At the very front of the group was a young lady dressed in white. She was paired with a silvery silk jacket and a plain silk skirt. Her features were as beautiful as a painting, and she was exceptionally sweet. The moment Zhang Xuan saw her, he felt as though a treasure chest had suddenly been opened under the light. Looking at the dazzling glow of a pearl, to put it simply … his eyes lit up.

Song Clan's Xiao Yu, Miss Xiao Yu.

The Song Family also had an official residence in Guiyang. The people of the Song Family seemed to have long known that the Eldest Miss would come, and the door was wide open. Song Xiaoyu did not dismount when she arrived at the front of the mansion. She galloped straight into the mansion. The Song Mansion's lintel was tall, and the carriages and horses moved freely.

However, Song Xiaoyu's subordinates did not dare to gallop in the mansion. They all dismounted in front of the mansion and entered the mansion through the side door.

"Eldest Miss …" The Song Mansion's steward followed Song Xiaoyu step by step. When he was about to enter the living room, he secretly wiped his temples. There was already cold sweat there.

Song Xiaoyu had suddenly left Little West Paradise. The Song Family only received the news four hours after she left. Originally, Song Tiandao wanted to personally chase after her, but Old Master Song stopped him. "Let her go. This child has been depressed these days. She is about to get sick!"

"Father, she went to Guiyang city. She must have heard about Lord Futai summoning the tribes of Shiqian to mediate the dispute. If she goes, she will probably cause trouble. "

"What trouble can she cause?"

"This … Father, you also know that because of Tian Binfei's death, Little Sister …"

Old Master Song grabbed a cup of herbal tea and drank it all in one gulp. He slammed the cup on the table heavily. "So what? No matter how much trouble she causes, can she compare to that little bastard from Crouching Ox Ridge? Even that little bastard is fine. I'd like to see who dares to do something to the daughter of the Song family! "

Just like that, Song Xiaoyu made a beeline for Guiyang. There were no pursuers behind her at all. However, Old Master Song had also notified Guiyang. "As long as she doesn't want to poke a hole in the sky, let her be." The Song family obviously had a way to deliver the news before Song Xiaoyu arrived.

However, the problem was, how far would it be considered as "not wanting to poke a hole in the sky"?

Old Master Song did not say it, but he understood it himself. This was difficult to grasp. The Song Mansion's steward obviously broke out in cold sweat. He was only a distant uncle of Song Xiaoyu's. Five hundred years ago, their ancestors were brothers by blood. It had truly been five hundred years. This was a little too far, and he could not control her actions like an elder.

Song Xiaoyu sat down in the hall. "Fifteenth Uncle, how's the investigation going? Young master Tian … Why did he rush to Three Forks Mountain back then?"

The Song Mansion's steward scrunched up his face and said softly, "It's said that someone set up an ambush to harm Miss Tian Miaowen. Young master Tian somehow learned of this and hurried over to warn them. In the end, when he arrived, the scoundrel just happened to detonate the gunpowder … "

Song Xiaoyu's eyes reddened. Her eyes glistened with tears. She said in a low voice, "Who set up the ambush?"

The Song Mansion's steward's face scrunched up even tighter. "It's said that it's an external steward of the Yang family called Wei Ye. He's the uncle of the current chieftain of the Yang family, Yang Rong."

A sliver of hatred flashed through Song Xiaoyu's eyes. "Wei Ye! What about Tian Miaowen? Her eldest brother is dead. Doesn't she want revenge? "

The Song Mansion's steward coughed lightly. "In the hearts of the Tian family, the most important thing is to restore the ancestral property. Once Young master Tian died, Tian Daisuke immediately returned to her maiden family to prevent the family from falling apart without a leader. These days, she's still busy with the family affairs. I think she can't free herself for the time being. "

"Good! She's not free. I'll do it! "Song Xiaoyu slammed the table and stood up." This time, Lord Futai summoned me. This Wei Ye will also come, right? "

The Song Mansion's steward wanted to dissuade her. "Miss, you're only engaged. You've never really married into the Tian family. Tian Binfei is the Tian Clan's Patriarch. It's not your turn to avenge him no matter what! "

However, looking at Song Xiaoyu's livid face, the Song Mansion's steward could not dissuade her. He could only say with a bitter face, "Chieftain Yang Rong is young. It's said that the family affairs are mostly entrusted to him. He … should come!"

Song Xiaoyu gritted her pearly white teeth. Her eyes were filled with murderous intent.



Ever since the Zhan and Cao family soldiers surrounded the restaurant and shot ten thousand arrows in an attempt to trap and kill Ye Xiaotian, Eight Immortals Restaurant had become famous!

Natural scenery was a kind of scenery, but cultural scenery was more charming. In a place like the West Lake, what made people linger on and forget to return was the scenes of joys and sorrows of separation and reunion, the recitation of songs and poems between scholars and beauties. But the customs of this place were swift and fierce, and a place like the Ten Thousand Arrows Tower was even more attractive to them.

Therefore, the Eight Immortals Restaurant preserved the appearance of the battle to the greatest extent and changed its name to Ten Thousand Arrows Restaurant. Customers came like clouds and business was booming. However, the customers who came here today were inevitably disappointed because the restaurant had been booked by someone else.

Back then, the person who booked the restaurant was Ye Xiaotian. The most distinguished guest was Prince An. Today, the person who booked the restaurant was Prince An. The most important guest was Ye Xiaotian.

The manager of the restaurant fervently hoped that another incident of soldiers besieging Ten Thousand Arrows Restaurant would happen again. He wanted his restaurant to become famous in Guizhou. Unfortunately, the past had passed. Who would dare to do the same thing again?

In Ten Thousand Arrows Restaurant, sandalwood boards rang and bamboo instruments played in unison. It was a pleasant sound. Ye Xiaotian and Young Master An sat side by side. A few beautiful maids served the guests. They drank and sang. It was a very interesting scene.

In front of the hall, several beautiful dancers moved gracefully, slowly twisting their slender waists as they danced gracefully on the scarlet carpet. Their dance postures were graceful, and along with the music, their bodies revealed extremely seductive curves. Seeing this, the two people repeatedly applauded.

"This time, Lord Futai has come forward to mediate the dispute between the chieftains in Tongren and Shiqian. I believe it should be able to calm the various disputes there. I wonder what Brother Ye plans to do next? " Young Master An took a sip of wine and looked at the dancing beauties with a smile. He asked Ye Xiaotian in a seemingly casual manner.

Ye Xiaotian looked at the dancing beauties who were swaying gracefully like willows in the wind. He answered, "The rise is vigorous, the fall is swift. I will always remember Old Master An's words!"

Ye Xiaotian raised his cup and gestured to Young Master An. He took a sip of wine and said, "Old Master An is right. I've always had a smooth sailing life. One of the main reasons is that everyone has their own agendas and plans, which is why they've indulged me. On the other hand, my enemies, the Zhan, Cao, Zhang, and Yang families, all have their own problems. But if I don't know when to stop and continue to expand, I'm afraid someone will come forward to suppress me! "

Ye Xiaotian smiled and said half-truthfully, "Whether it's the Yang Clan of Bozhou or Lord Futai, if they're unhappy, wouldn't it be as easy as flipping their palms to crush an ant like me? Not to mention that there's your ancestor, the benevolent Lord Buddha, holding the fort. "

Young Master An laughed and said, "So you're saying that Brother Ye plans to stop and consolidate your foundation?"

Ye Xiaotian said, "That's right. This tree of mine has grown tall enough now. Unfortunately, the branches are too thin and the roots are not dense enough. It can't withstand any big storms. If I pursue height blindly, a gust of wind will blow and it will break. It's better to stop and grow thicker and stronger. "

At this moment, the dancers finished their dance and rushed toward the two of them while giggling. Their faces were bright and enchanting, like peach blossoms in spring. Sweat moistened their temples, and their creamy skin revealed a bright red color, making them even more beautiful.

The maids who were serving wine at the side retreated to the side and the beauties sat beside them. One of the dancers who sat beside Ye Xiaotian said coquettishly, "Did the two of you watch me dance or not? You only care about chatting among yourselves and don't care about how hard it is for me to dance."

As she said that, the beauty pulled Ye Xiaotian's hand and pressed it against her waist. Her skin was smooth and supple, making Ye Xiaotian's heart skip a beat.

Young Master An laughed and wrapped his arm around one of the dancers' slender waist. He said to Ye Xiaotian, "Look, the beauty is acting coquettishly. Hahaha, good! Let's not talk about anything else. We'll just talk about love, love. "

Ye Xiaotian looked at the two dancers sitting on his left and right. Their noses were greasy, their cheeks were moist, their smiles were smooth like jade, and their eyebrows were black like smoke. They were truly beautiful beyond compare. He couldn't help but secretly exclaim in admiration, "This Ten Thousand Arrows Pagoda is really capable, unexpectedly they have such stunning beauties as dancers. No wonder they can become the number one restaurant in Guiyang."

Unexpectedly, just as he thought of this, he heard Young Master An say proudly, "What do you think? These beauties are first-rate dancers that I've spent a lot of effort to recruit. Their looks are passable, aren't they?"

Only now did Ye Xiaotian realize that these stunning dancers were brought by Young Master An himself. He couldn't help but nod and say, "Back when I was in Jinling, I've also been to a famous brothel. The beauties there are far inferior to these dancers that Brother An has recruited. They're tall and slender, with big eyes and beautiful looks!"

As soon as Ye Xiaotian said this, the two dancers on his left and right were overjoyed. They snuggled into his arms and fawned over him. Young Master An smiled proudly and said, "If that's the case, why don't you enjoy yourself, Brother Ye? Hehe, life should be lived to its fullest. It's time for you to stop and enjoy yourself. "

Ye Xiaotian smiled and drank a mouthful of wine while holding the hand of the beauty beside him. He thought to himself, "Looks like this is Old Master An's intention. The broken table leg he was talking about was, of course, Yang Yinglong. However, Yang Yinglong wasn't like a table leg that he could change whenever he wanted.

Regardless of whether he wanted to take the initiative or wait for Yang Yinglong to make a mistake, he obviously didn't want to settle this matter with a swift and decisive method. Because that would definitely cause the Yelang Kingdom to be in flames and the world to be shaken. As the Chieftain King, the An family would definitely suffer heavy losses. That's exactly what I want … "

During this drinking session, Ye Xiaotian and Annam Tien had more or less understood each other's intentions and plans in the future. Although the An family and Ye Xiaotian's goals were different, their subsequent plans coincided and were surprisingly similar. Naturally, this drinking session was very enjoyable.

It wasn't until dusk in the west that the two of them said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. Ye Xiaotian rode the ox cart and leisurely returned to the Tian residence. He was led into the courtyard where Tian Miaowen lived by the people of the Tian residence. Ye Xiaotian suddenly stopped in his tracks and raised his sleeve to sniff. He then waved his hand in the air, afraid that he would leave behind the sweet fragrance of the makeup on the dancer's body.

Tonight was an important moment for him. A noble, charming, graceful, and gorgeous peony was placed in the clean water bottle, waiting for him to personally pick it. A man and a woman must be in love with each other to be like a fish in water. He couldn't make her unhappy.

Ye Xiaotian was pressing his sleeve to disperse the fragrance when he suddenly discovered a graceful beauty standing in the corridor. His body stiffened and he hurriedly laughed. He quickly walked forward to greet her, "Miaowen, were you waiting for me?"

Tian Miaowen had seen his actions just now. Seeing his embarrassed look, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times. She resisted the urge to laugh and indifferently said, "Langjun, you don't have to be like this. You can play outside, I won't care."

"Wow! You really have the demeanor of a married woman. No wonder you're the Handprint Lady that I, Ye Xiaotian, have a discerning eye for talent and have personally chosen! "Ye Xiaotian was relieved and immediately gave Tian Miaowen 32 likes!

Tian Miaowen slightly frowned and said, "However, although it's fashionable for scholars to play around with prostitutes, I still feel weird in my heart. In the future, when you socialize with women, can you not teach men to serve wine and accompany you? "

Ye Xiaotian turned pale with fright and said, "What? Men! Those beautiful dancers of Annam Tien are all men? "

Tian Miaowen unhappily said, "Otherwise, why would he raise them outside and not hold a banquet in the mansion?"

Ye Xiaotian's hands that had touched their bodies and the places that had been touched immediately felt numb. He immediately cried out, "Aiya! That's disgusting! I want to take a bath! I want to take a bath! Wife, quickly get someone to prepare hot water! The hotter the better! "

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