One Zhan Ji, Two Eyes, Three Girls...
Knowing these four clowns, Zhan Ji felt that this trip was not in vain.
But later, Zhu Zhishan heard from somewhere that Madam Hua had brought Si Xiang out for an outing. He was like four male dogs in heat, clamoring to see Si Xiang's beauty.
Since Zhan Ji knew the later part of the plot, he felt that it was boring. He made an excuse that he had something to do and left alone after making an appointment to go to the Light Cloud Pavilion to recite poems.
Outside Suzhou, in a quiet grove.
"Swoosh!"
A slight sound of wind breaking could be heard.
Three silver flying daggers formed a triangle and were firmly inserted into a tree trunk. At the tip of the flying knife, the three flies had already died.
Zhan Ji soared into the air and instantly put the three flying knives into his bag.
"There's only the first part of the 'Questioning of Love' without the second part. It's indeed not very helpful to the advancement of the realm. I've been stuck in the Advanced Realm for so long, but I still haven't touched the edge of the Perfection Realm. The most important thing now is to find the second part of the 'Questioning of Love!'!”
He sighed.
At this time, the sky was already getting dark.
Zhan Ji put away the flying knife and rushed into the city.
By the time he returned to Washington, the sky was already completely dark.
Qiuxiang had been waiting at the side door of Huafu. When she saw Zhan Ji return to Huafu leisurely, she was slightly relieved!
"Hmph, didn't you say that you would accompany us for a walk? I've just left Washington and you're gone!”
Qiuxiang pouted and complained.
Zhan Ji saw her anxious face and was a little touched.
"I saw a few friends and chatted with them.”
"Did you go to the Light Cloud Pavilion again? Don't think that I don't know what kind of place the Light Cloud Pavilion is!”
Qiuxiang was vigilant.
This girl had long investigated the location of the Light Cloud Pavilion.
Zhan Ji raised his hands in surrender.
"I've been to that place once and I don't want to go there a second time. The last time was because I was depressed, and I didn't do anything, right?”
"Hmph, who knows what you did?”
Qiu Xiang's face was stern, but she didn't smell any makeup on Zhan Ji, so she wasn't angry anymore.
Zhan Ji coaxed Qiuxiang for a while and finally made her happy.
The two of them were lovey-dovey for a while. Zhan Ji was about to take another step forward when Qiuxiang pushed him away.
However, before Qiuxiang left, she gave Zhan Ji a peck on the cheek with a red face before fleeing in a hurry!
Zhan Ji touched his burning cheeks and smiled bitterly.
This girl had ignited her own fire and just left it alone. Could it be that she had to rely on her right hand again tonight?
………………
The next morning, Zhan Ji went to the study room and turned it upside down, but he still couldn't find the second part of " Questioning Love."
His expression was a little gloomy. Prince Ning and the Life Stealing Scholar were about to attack him. If he couldn't break through the realm of perfection, how could he deal with the Life Stealing Scholar's sword?
"Brother Zhan!"
Zhan Ji had just walked to the door of the study when a sweet voice sounded.
Without turning around, Zhan Ji already knew that it was Spring, Summer, and Winter Fragrance.
A pair of jade-like hands covered his eyes.
"Hehe, guess who I am!"
At the same time, the other party's huge peak was already pressing against his back.
Zhan Ji felt a burning sensation. He was like a volcano that was about to erupt. As long as there was a spark, it would explode!
"Cough cough, Fuyunaka! Your chest is about to pierce through my back. Guess if I can guess who you are!”
"Ya, annoying!"
Dong Xiang put down her hand and held onto Zhan Ji's arm, intentionally or unintentionally rubbing it against her chest.
"Brother Zhan, everyone says that you're a great scholar. Why don't you write a poem? That way, I can go out and show off!”
"You want me to compose a poem?"
When Chun Xiang and Xia Xiang heard that Zhan Ji was going to write a poem, they quickly ran over with infatuated expressions!
Zhan Ji's song," Why is the Autumn Wind Sad?", not only captured Qiuxiang's heart, but also made San Xiang become his fan.
In this era, the best love story was about a talented scholar and a beautiful woman. These maidservants who grew up in the boudoir had almost no chance to come into contact with the outside world.
Zhan Ji had used a poem to break into their world. Coupled with his handsome face and extraordinary cultivation techniques, he was naturally able to move them.
Zhan Ji suddenly thought of something and smiled.
"Since the three sisters have requested it, how can I ignore it?”
"Cough cough, listen up!"
San Xiang nodded vigorously like a chick pecking at rice.
"One Zhan Ji, two eyes, three girls…"
He deliberately kept her in suspense.
"What's wrong with the three girls?"
Fuyuki asked hurriedly.
"Six…"
"Hmm?"
"Ah, Brother Zhan, you're so bad!"
Only then did the three of them react. They pressed down on Zhan Ji and bit and hit him. Although it looked fierce, it had a flirtatious feel to it.
At this moment, a miserable cry came from outside the palace.
"Sigh! Neighbors, come quickly. It's a filial son auction that has just come out of the oven. Even if you don't want to buy it, come and take a look!”
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