Duan Qingkuang curled his lips charmingly, "If a man's success needs to be achieved by a woman, it can only prove that this man is useless."

"If a woman needs to rely on these additional identities to gain the favor of a man, it can only prove that this woman is useless." Mu Qianye continued.

Others nodded in agreement.

"Qingkuang, there is one thing I've been curious about." I didn't have time to ask before, "I don't think Nangong Che would really let us go like this. He was not even ruthless in his father, let alone us? I understand this point. You understand better than me, but you disbanded the Shadows, but you chose to let the Duan family and let Prince Rui die." In this way, aren't they in a very passive situation?

Duan Qing laughed wildly, "Ye'er, I promise you, Xiaobao, my father, and other babies who have not yet been born, and a peaceful home will not allow these external threats to exist all the time. The sword sheath does not mean that he has lost his sharpness."

Mu Qianye glared at him, "You are thinking a lot, but I'm worried about you for nothing." His tone was also sour.

"I'm very happy that my little wild cat is worried about me." Duan Qing said with a crazy smile and a happy face.

“…”

"Qingkuang, I want to sleep." As a pregnant woman, she should have the right to sleep.

"Does Ye'er want to sleep with her husband, or sleep in her husband's arms?"

Ye'er has to sleep, and everything else has to stand aside, although it is still daytime and noon.

Everyone despised Duan Qingkuang, Master, are there any essential differences between these two choices?

The second day.

As soon as Mu Qianye and Duan Qingkuang walked out, they found that today's Shuiyue City was even more lively than yesterday. After asking, they realized that today was the day when Nalan Xian'er's martial arts competition and bride-seeking competition began.

It would be fine if it was an ordinary lady, but this Nalan Xian'er is now a disciple of Shenji Old Man!

"This martial arts competition should not be inferior to a martial arts conference." Mu Qianye said with great certainty.

"Ye'er wants to go and have a look?" Duan Qingkuang turned around to Mu Qianye lying on his back.

"I want to meet this Nalan Xian'er." Mu Qianye was really curious about her when a person praised as a fairy by the people and was also a person who pretended to be her.

"I also want to see if that woman who pretends to be a little wild cat is as good as a little wild cat." Duan Qingkuang said thoughtfully.

"I heard that although Nalan Xian'er looks average, she has a heart like a bodhisattva. But what about the living Bodhisattva in the hearts of the people, a fairy-like person! Didn't she say that she was born in a brilliant world? Maybe she is really the female disciple in the mouth of the old man Shenji!"

"Ye'er is afraid that he will fall in love with her?"

"What do you think, Master!"

"Ye'er, this is your fault. How can you doubt your husband's innocent heart towards you?" Duan Qingkuang looked aggrieved.

“…”

"Ye'er, why are you wearing men's clothes again? Could it be that you are planning to participate in a martial arts competition and bride-seeking ceremony?"

“Do I look like someone who can do such an unethical thing?”

Duan Qingkuang replied honestly: "Yes."

"Why are you so honest?"

"Is it good to change back to women's clothing?"

"Not good. Also, aren't you afraid of being recognized by others?"

"I am not in Nanhuai Kingdom for many years. I have left Nanyi City. Not many people know me, let alone, will I worry about being recognized by your man?"

"But I prefer men's clothes. Women's clothes are layered with gauze and silk. I'm so troublesome." After Mu Qianye said that, he walked out.

"Let's discuss this issue again... Hey, Ye'er, wait for me, pregnant women can't walk too fast..." Duan Qingkuang hurriedly chased after him.

Mu Qianye and Duan Qingkuang came to the place where the martial arts competition was held to invite brides.

Nalan Xian'er has not appeared yet, but the scene is already full of people and crowds.

The largest square in Shuiyue City is a three-meter-high platform with a row of steps on both sides, leading to the stage for the recruitment competition.

The platform is very spacious, with two rows of pergolas on both sides of the platform, with coffee tables placed inside, and pastries and fruits.

Mu Qianye noticed that only the first seat on the right was seated, and the rest were still empty.

The man was very big, with a sharp eyebrow and a gentle feeling between his eyebrows.

"That person is the eldest son of the Nalan family, Nalan Xianer's elder brother Nalan Longyi."

Duan Qingkuang's voice rang in his ears.

It turned out to be Nalan Xian'er's brother.

"Bang--"

A gong sounded, and a gray-haired man over 60 years old walked to the stage for the competition to attract kisses. The man was wearing a dark purple brocade robe, with small eyes and slightly hunched body.

There are more than a dozen people around Nalan Cong, including men and women, old and young, but without exception, they all have considerable status.

But there is no Nalan Xian'er among them.

Except for Nalan Cong who stayed in the center of the competition platform, the rest of the people walked into the pergola on both sides of the high platform.

"Dear fellow villagers, the little girl fairy is only 18 years old. My love for me since I was a child will be her 18th birthday in two days. Today I set up this martial arts competition and brides to find a good person for her. Everyone competes and fights. Harmony is the most important. Just stop when you click. Don't hurt the harmony!"

Nalan Xian'er's father, Nalan Cong preached to everyone with a strong voice.

Everyone in the audience looked very excited. Whether it was adult men who met the conditions for marriage, or those who were older and younger, they were all excited, and even the women were particularly happy.

It can be seen that Nalan Xian'er's position in the minds of the people of Shuiyue City.

"Everyone, then the competition for marriage will begin now."

As soon as Nalan Cong finished speaking, a gong sounded and he walked to the side, leaving the platform to the people who came to compete.

Mu Qianye's eyes fell on the people sitting in the awning, because she saw acquaintances among these people!

Beitangyu!

How could he be here?

Get the wind and rushed over?

Will this move be a little too fast? Even if you travel day and night, 800 miles in a hurry, it will take at least ten days and half a month!

Beitangyu, sitting on the first position on the left hand side of the competition platform, generously showed his sunny smile towards Mu Qianye, as warm as the spring breeze.

What do you do if you laugh so happily? They are not familiar with each other!
Chapter completed!