Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

But Yun Sheng changed his mind and glared at Sheng Ruoli again: "You have expected what happened today, but you still intend to be with the two of them and play tricks on me?"

Sheng Ruoli replied: "How could I play tricks on you with the two of them, but I thought you knew about it, so I didn't say much."

What Sheng Ruoli said was naturally about Yan Zhi.

But how could Yun Sheng easily believe his perfunctory words, and stopped, Yun Sheng stared at Sheng Ruoli, and the smile on his face also stopped: "Continue to make up, I will listen when it is done."

Sheng Ruoli only felt that the back of his head was being dug out by someone's gaze, and he sighed helplessly, but when he turned around, he already had a smile on his face: "I was wrong about this, okay?"

Yun Sheng still stared at him silently.

Sheng Ruoli smiled helplessly, and continued: "You are willing to come here for the banquet, don't you just want to see the children of several big clans in the south of the Yangtze River, how can I stop you."

Yun Sheng looked at him and said, "So, I still have to thank Mr. Ran for his understanding?"

Sheng Ruoli smiled again, but there was some flattering meaning in the smile: "You and I are such close friends, there is no need to say thank you, as long as Zixin doesn't suspect me."

Yun Sheng looked at Sheng Ruoli's smiling fox face, snorted softly, and walked down the mountain first.

Although Sheng Ruoli is a proud person, he also knows the truth that a hero does not suffer from immediate losses and a woman is not easy to mess with.

As the so-called step back, the sea and the sky are broad, and life is like a deep harmony.

There were four people when they came, and only two people left when they returned.

The sun in the sky has gradually set in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun has turned the sky into golden red.

The two rode side by side on horseback, and occasionally a delicate carriage passed by.

Not far away, Yun Sheng asked Sheng Ruoli about the doubt in his heart.

"You seem to be very familiar with everything in Jiangnan." Yun Sheng asked.

Sheng Ruoli didn't hide anything, looked at Yun Sheng and nodded in response: "Although he is not very familiar with him, he still knows a thing or two."

After a pause, Yun Sheng asked again: "You and Si Guangren have a big quarrel?"

Speaking of this, Sheng Ruoli chuckled, looking forward as if recalling the past.

After a while, Sheng Ruoli said with a smile: "At that time, I was young and energetic, and I fought with him because of a small matter. I drank too much wine at that time, and for some reason, I tore his clothes with a sword. Since then, he has hated me terribly."

Yun Sheng laughed when she heard "Pu Chi", she thought that the two of them might have a holiday because of the business in the mall, but she never thought that it was because of such a thing.

Yun Sheng smiled and asked Sheng Ruoli: "Could it be that you just tore your clothes?"

Sheng Ruoli thought for a while and replied: "Of course I just tore through my clothes, it's just that there were more people watching."

Through Sheng Ruoli's words, Yun Sheng imagined the scene at that time.

Si Guangren, who was as proud as a peacock, lived for a living amidst the crowd watching, Ruo Li, this fox-like smile that was not a smile, tore through his clothes with a long sword.

For a person with extremely strong self-esteem, a very good face and a little bit of nobility, this should be regarded as a great shame and humiliation.

But Yun Sheng thought for a while and asked again: "Although I haven't seen him personally, but seeing him should be inferior in martial arts, so your swordsmanship is very superb."

Sheng Ruoli laughed again and said: "His martial arts is indeed not weak now, but I'm afraid it must be attributed to me.