Chapter 20

The delicious dishes made people salivate, Dongfang Wenying was so greedy that before the dishes were served, she picked up the chopsticks and attacked her favorite sauce elbow.

Before her chopsticks fell down, Yuwen's proud chopsticks also followed towards Jiang's elbow, so the two formed a confrontation.

Eyes staring, chopsticks caught between chopsticks, a fight broke out.

Thanks to Bai Yunfei's good demeanor, these two people stirred up the soup of the sauced elbow and splashed everywhere. If Bai Yunfei hadn't dodged quickly, the thick black soup might have splashed on his face .

Looking at these two, they look like fighting cocks, their faces have already been splashed all over by the splashed soup, those who don't know it think they are big faces of singing operas.

Bai Yunfei really couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to persuade: "You two, you two, there is no deep hatred, how about we stop?"

"No, he made me almost marry the county magistrate's daughter."

"Hmph, you are the one who is going to fight, so what does it have to do with me?"

"I was trying to help you, thinking you liked the county magistrate's daughter."

"Which eye of yours saw that I liked her?"

"Then why do you want to fight on stage?"

"I like it, can you handle it?"

Dongfang Wenying rolled her eyes and looked at Yuwen proudly, making him half dead with anger.

The eyes narrowed slightly, and the dangerous aura was in sight.

Well, if he doesn't regard himself as a brother, he doesn't need to put gold on his face. He Yuwen is a proud prince. It's okay to be played like this.

After Yuwen said it proudly, he wanted to start fighting with Dongfang Wenying.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to make a move, a few yamen servants rushed in from outside. The two leaders, one was dressed as an official, and the other was dressed as a servant.

The servant pointed at Yuwen and said proudly: "Zhan Butou, that's him. He wants to run away after the fight. The magistrate has an order to bring the new uncle back."

Well, this is someone who wants to run after a fight and is being watched.

Dongfang Wenying rejoiced in her heart, thinking, Yuwen Aoran, Yuwen Aoran, how can you still be right with me?

Unexpectedly, Yuwen would not be outdone, and immediately slapped the table, stepped on the chair with one long leg, and yelled at those who wanted to catch him: "Bold, do you know who I am? Dare to do something to me, don't you want me?" Killing the Nine Clans?"

"You... who are you? Do you dare to report your name?"

The servant saw that Yuwen was still arrogant, so he panicked at first, but he was unwilling to fail the task assigned by the magistrate, so he had to bite the bullet and ask.

"Hmph, have you guys heard of the surname Yuwen?"

Yu Wen looked arrogantly at those two wretched wretches.

"Yuwen?" The servant repeated the surname in his mouth, and his face changed immediately, "Could it be that you are..."

"That's right, this king is..."

"Ninth Prince, I have found you. Please forgive me for being late to rescue you."

Before Yuwen Aoran had time to report his name, a man's voice came from outside, followed by a man in a blue official uniform walked in.

This person is extraordinary, majestic, and his facial features are as deep as a knife, which makes people unforgettable at first sight, and the moment Yu Wen proudly saw him, he wished he hadn't appeared.

Xing Zhennan, the imperial bodyguard by the emperor's side, and Yuwen's proud good brother, unexpectedly came too.

Yuwen proudly felt that his escape from marriage was really a failure.

And Dongfang Wenying on the side became even more proud. If Yuwen was proudly brought back by Xing Zhennan, then she would not have to be so nervous and afraid of being recognized by others, and she would be able to live freely in the world from now on.

(End of this chapter)

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