"Of course not." Tang Thirty-Six looked into his eyes and said, "You can afford to lose someone, and the Orthodox Academy can't afford to lose this person. How will His Majesty the Pope speak in front of the empress? Don't forget, you are not alone. It is not a matter of man, but a matter of the state religion as a whole."
The whole continent knows these things, so there is no need to avoid those singers and dancers, but the atmosphere in the venue will inevitably become depressed.
Tang Thirty-Six wanted Chen Changsheng to feel better, and said with a smile, "And you don't want to revive your husband? I didn't see how surprised the little girls were when they heard you were about to admit defeat."
Su Moyu shook his head beside him, and said: "This is inappropriate, no matter whether His Majesty the Pope has dissolved the engagement between the two of them, but since Chen Changsheng is sure that he does not want to continue this marriage, then the word "Zhen Fu Gang" cannot be used. It is inappropriate to involve the holy maiden's reputation."
Tang Thirty-Six said boringly: "Just joking, now there are only you two nerds in the Orthodox Academy, Zhe Xiu, a cold-blooded killer, and Xuanyuan Po, a scumbag, I don't even have anyone to chat with, what a pity. "
After saying this, he snatched the bowl from Chen Changsheng's case, poured out the tea in the bowl, and replaced it with spirits from Xiguan.
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "I said I don't drink alcohol."
Su Moyu said beside him: "It's cold and snowy at night, let's go back earlier."
Tang Thirty-Six was very helpless, and said, "I'm taking the pressure off him, okay?"
Today the white crane landed by the lake, and Xu Yourong returned to the capital. Chen Changsheng was very silent and seemed a little heavy-hearted. He specially held this night banquet, hoping to let Chen Changsheng vent his pressure. Who would have thought that after coming to the restaurant, Chen Changsheng Changsheng and Su Moyu didn't drink any wine, and sat upright. It was very serious to watch the dancers clap their hands and applaud when they danced, but it didn't look like they were out to play...
Looking at the dancer who kept spinning in the hall, he suddenly smiled, indescribably chic and charming, and the eyes of the girl singer in his arms were even more admiring. While laughing, he flexed his fingers slightly, and popped a pine from the plate on the case.
Quietly, the pine nut hit the dancer's knee. It was not heavy, but the position was too sensitive. The dancer lost her footing and fell obliquely into Chen Changsheng's arms.
Chen Changsheng hurriedly supported him, and asked with concern, "Is the girl alright?"
That dancer girl is also a person who is used to flirting, she has seen a lot, she doesn't know what happened, first she gave Tang Thirty-Six a slightly angry look, then looked at Chen Changsheng tenderly, exhaled like blue and said softly: " The slave family seems to be a bit overwhelmed with alcohol."
While speaking, her arms naturally wrapped around Chen Changsheng's neck, and she leaned into his arms.
With nephrite in his arms, Chen Changsheng didn't feel ecstasy, but felt a little unaccustomed and embarrassed.
He was about to politely help the dancer to sit beside him, when he suddenly felt that someone was watching him in the snowy night in the distance.
That pair of gazes, those... gazes that may not exist are not cold, but they make him feel extremely uneasy deep in his heart, so the next moment, he moves very quickly subconsciously, even like an instinctive reaction. raised his hands.
He just wanted to show that he didn't have any unreasonable thoughts about the dancer, and he didn't touch her body with his hands, but he didn't think how ridiculous this action would be in the eyes of others.
The restaurant was quiet for a moment, and then roared with laughter, especially Tang Sanshiliu, almost burst into tears from laughing.
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Standing by the window, Xu Yourong looked at the scene in the restaurant. When the dancer sat in Chen Changsheng's arms, no matter how calm and self-preserved her Taoism was, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows.
However, at that moment, she saw Chen Changsheng's movement of raising his hands high, and when she heard the laughter coming from the courtyard wall, she also smiled, but she forced herself not to laugh.
Mo Yu saw all the changes in her expression, and said, "Laugh if you want to, hold back whatever you want."
Xu Yourong was still looking in the direction of the restaurant, looked at Chen Changsheng's distressed appearance, and listened to Mo Yu's words, finally couldn't help it, and laughed out loud: "Hahahaha!"
Startled by her laughter, Mo Yu covered his chest and said, "Are you okay? Why are you smiling like an old lady..."
Xu Yourong's laughter was a bit heroic, or should I say grand? In short, she didn't smile like a sixteen-year-old girl, but more like the aunt who sold fried dough sticks and soy milk at the corner of Baihua Alley. More precisely, she was very similar to the aunt who played mahjong with her in the small town.
Xu Yourong was a little embarrassed, and pretended to be calm and said, "Look at him like a fool."
Mo Yu didn't bother to go up to see Chen Changsheng, he was already dumbfounded when he saw her.
She remembered very clearly that Xu Yourong was only five years old when she saw Xu Yourong for the first time. saint.
When did you see her like this
"You don't... really like that guy, do you?"
Mo Yu was surprised and worried.
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The night banquet in the restaurant ended after this laughing scene, and the three of Chen Changsheng climbed over the courtyard wall and returned to the Orthodox Academy.
As soon as they entered the small building, the door of the next room opened. They looked over and were surprised to find Zhexiu standing there with his crutches on his hands.
"Finally got up in the mood to take two steps today?" Tang Thirty-Six teased.
Zhexiu ignored him, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "She has been here."
"Who?" Chen Changsheng was a little confused.
"Xu Yourong."
After saying the name, Zhexiu closed the door, apparently ready to go back to sleep.
The three of them were very surprised when they heard the name. Looking at the closed door, they knew that it would be difficult for them to fall asleep tonight.
Tang Thirty-Six walked back to the small building, frowned and looked around, then looked at Chen Changsheng and said apologetically, "Maybe I saw the scene of us drinking flower wine just now, sorry."
Chen Changsheng covered his face and said, "I just said no, you insist on dragging me."
Seeing his appearance, Tang Thirty-Six felt depressed, and said, "You're not going to marry her, and she doesn't necessarily want to marry you. Why are you afraid of her?"
It was only at this time that Chen Changsheng came to his senses. He thought he was right. He felt that the action of covering his face just now was a bit embarrassing, so he pretended to be calm and said, "That's right, so what if I saw it?"
Tang Thirty-Six said with a sneer: "What kind of man are you pretending to be? Put your hands on the girl if you have the ability."
"I'm obsessed with cleanliness." Chen Changsheng looked at him and Su Moyu and explained seriously: "It's not that I think those girls are dirty, it's just that I can't pass that level psychologically."
Tang Sanshiliu said angrily: "Of course we know, you don't think they are dirty, you think everyone is dirty."
Su Moyu had been very quiet all this time, but at this moment he suddenly asked, "What is the Holy Maiden doing at the Orthodox Academy?"
"Yes." Tang Thirty-Six stopped mocking, looked at Chen Changsheng and said seriously: "Is she very angry, so she came here secretly, planning to stab you to death with a sword?"
After a short pause, he sighed, "That's really murdering my husband."
His statement does not seem to be ironic, but it is actually more ironic.
Su Moyu seems to be holding the pearl of wisdom, but in fact he is still dull: "I just said that since the marriage contract does not count, Chen Changsheng can't regard the saint as his fiancee, so even if she really wants to come and stab Chen Changsheng to death, It can't be counted as murdering her husband, it can only be said that she intended to kill."
In fact, Chen Changsheng had asked the Pope to forcibly dissolve that engagement, but for some reason, he never announced it to the public.
Su Moyu looked at Tang Thirty-Six and continued earnestly: "And she is a saint after all, you should respect her more."
Tang Thirty-Six raised his eyebrows and said, "Except for fighting better than me, I don't see any reason to respect her."
At this moment, the voice of Zhexiu came from the door.
"I have always respected Xu Yourong, so you should respect her too."
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The development of the matter was much faster than expected. In the early morning of the next day, disciples from the Thirteenth Division of Qingyi and Nanxizhai visited the Orthodox Academy.
Thinking that Xu Yourong had been here before, and might even have entered his room, Chen Changsheng felt a little strange, so that the quality of sleep last night was extremely rare. When the three disciples were in front of them, their eye circles were a little dark, and they looked a little faint. The senior sister of Nanxizhai thought about the row of restaurants she saw before entering the courtyard, and made some guesses, so she inevitably looked at him a little bit disdain.
Chen Changsheng and Zhexiu, the senior sister from the Thirteenth Division of Qingyi, had met in Zhou Garden before, and she had some friendship. She smiled a little embarrassedly, and passed the letter without saying anything gossiping.
Since Xia Tianjiao began to practice martial arts in various colleges, the College of National Education has received countless similar letters, but when Chen Changsheng received this letter, he still felt a little heavy.
Letters are common gauntlets, but the person is very special, Xu Yourong.
The entire continent has been looking forward to this battle for a long time, and it just happened so neatly.
Chen Changsheng opened the letter and read it carefully. Judging from the handwriting, it should not be Xu Yourong's own handwriting, and there is nothing special in it, the most important thing is the date and place.
The date is seven days later.
The location is on the Naihe Bridge.
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