The rebirth of the first daughter is not easy to mess with

Chapter 343: The Verbal Trick (1)
The atmosphere in the room was very delicate. Wei Ziyan had always been as calm as water and clouds, but Shan Suyu was obviously choked up by what the other party just said. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he still saw Shan Suyu from Shangguan Ning's perspective. The hand holding the teacup has bulging veins and the knuckles are turning blue and white.

"Back then Wei Guoshi broke the covenant and gave the antidote to that girl privately. At the banquet at the Shangguan Mansion, he made things difficult for me. Today, he tried every means to prevent me from marrying Shangguan Ning. Based on the above, is there any reason for me to doubt the state of the country? The teacher has a friendship with that girl, and all the rules of heaven and rules are lies to deceive the world."

A purple light flashed, and Shangguan Ning, including Yan Mushang, didn't notice Wei Ziyan's movements, but only heard a slap. Wei Ziyan seemed to be still standing in his original position.

Looking at Yan Mushang's martial arts cultivation, there are only three people who can compete with him in today's martial arts world, but there is absolutely no Wei Ziyan among those three people. Yan Mushang's eagle-like eyes did not even see how Wei Ziyan made a move.

Shan Suyu's shock was stronger than Yan Mushang's. Maybe he didn't see it clearly from Yan Mushang's perspective, but Shan Suyu saw that it was not Wei Ziyan who tore off the jade pendant from his belt, but a ray from the other side's body suddenly. Purple light, how can I ask, who in this world can believe that the records in the book will come true except for the similar kung fu recorded in the book of ghosts and fairy tales!
"The monarch is the lord of a country, please pay attention to your words, if the next time it is not this jade pendant but other objects, Yan will not be the master."

Shangguan Ning really couldn't believe that such an arrogant threat came from the mouth of the fairy-like Wei Ziyan.

"It's late at night, Yan won't bother the monarch anymore, so I'll take my leave."

The purple figure flashed past, and before Shangguan Ning had time to see the opponent's footsteps clearly, the opponent's figure disappeared in front of Shangguan Ning's eyes in an instant.

This kind of speed is beyond the reach of Yan Mushang, the leader of today's martial arts. This kind of speed is said to be light work, but it is more like illusion. It's just that those bizarre things recorded in the wild history really exist in reality?
"Why don't the gentlemen on the beam come down and have a cup of tea together?"

Shan Suyu spoke suddenly, and Shangguan Ning, who was still nestled in Yan Mushang's arms, jumped in her heart. Isn't this person talking to Wei Ziyan? How could he still focus on himself and Yan Mushang? Overheard, why did the two of them talk without any scruples.

"Shan Guojun's tea doesn't know how it tastes."

Since Yan Mushang was kindly invited, he jumped down from the eaves very cooperatively, but his arms still held Shangguan Ning in his arms. Shangguan Ning could also guess what Yan Mushang was thinking, so she followed him Stay in your arms obediently.

"I thought I was some little thief hiding on the beam and sneaking around. I never thought that it was actually the famous Su Louzhu of our Zhushang Tower. I am so disrespectful and disrespectful!"

"Your Majesty is very interested. In the middle of the night, you actually have such a leisurely conversation with my Da Yong Guoshi at night by candlelight. I wonder if this matter will reach His Majesty's ears, and there will be some unreasonable guesses?"

"Lord Su is so worried about me, it really makes me so grateful, but no matter what I do, it's better than Lord Su kidnapping the daughter of the general's mansion and coming to the post in the middle of the night!"

"Your Majesty is just joking. It seems that your Majesty is from northern Xinjiang and is still very unfamiliar with our Dayong culture. You dare not use the word captive in Dayong. A country of etiquette is no better than a land of barbarians, not to mention that the eldest lady comes here late at night. But it’s not what I mean.”

(End of this chapter)