"Oh, tell me, how big of a beauty is she?" Nan Mu didn't like to hear Ji Sangyu's name, but since someone insisted on annoying her in front of him, she let this person talk.

"Let's not talk about other things first. As far as her family background is concerned, she is the only daughter of General Ji Beitian. She has been loved since she was a child. Do you know the General's Mansion? The Ji family has inherited the title for generations. Her mother is Su Lan. The current imperial tutor is her mother's family. She is like a sister to the current queen. What about you? Who are you? A country girl, or a hermit master?"

Nan Mu looked at He Jingan, then nodded: "The first shot."

He Jingan didn't understand, but felt that this woman had some problems: "Then let's talk about her talent. She is the most talented woman in the capital. Her poems and songs are favored by the talented men in the capital. And you know? The Bodhisattva Man she specialized in back then was a dance that amazed the world."

"Really? Tian Xia, why haven't I heard of it?" Nan Mu curled his lips and smiled, then fiddled with the second silver needle in his hand.

"That's because you are ignorant. There's nothing I can do about it. I heard you live in the mountains, so it's normal that you don't know."

"My Lord, please continue."

"Continue? You still have no shame now, that's all. Look, where is it?" He Jing'an was unwilling to accept that Xiao Yi would do this for such a woman. The woman who is worthy of Xiao Yi should be the best in the world.

"In other words, you have finished praising Ji Sangyu, right?" Nan Mu's eyes had turned cold. He Jingan always felt that her eyes were a bit like Xiao Yi's, so he didn't feel scared at all.

"That's not the case. Speaking of her, I can tell you a lot. Finally, let me simply talk about her appearance." In fact, He Jingan had never looked at her directly. When he first saw her, she was wearing clothes from the North, and now she had changed into men's clothes.

"Your eyes seem bigger than hers, but not as gentle as hers. Your nose seems a little higher than hers, but your mouth is not as pretty as hers. If you look at your face as a whole..." He Jingan suddenly realized that the woman in front of him seemed to be prettier.

Nan Mu looked like a naive little girl, pure and happy, but the expression in her eyes was too complicated. Ji Sangyu looked well-trained, with aristocratic air in her every move, and a bit of charm because of her own style.

"Overall, what do you think?" Nan Mu had already stood up and was looking at He Jingan and smiling. He Jingan felt a little uneasy.

"What else can it be, Ji Sangyu, I'm just prettier than you."

Just after he finished saying this, Xiao Yi opened the big tent and came in. He looked at He Jingan with cold eyes, and actually ran to Nan Mu while He Jingan was talking to Ye Qing.

Nan Mu also saw Xiao Yi, but she just curled her lips calmly. Xiao Yi knew that He Jingan was probably going to be bullied by his Mu Mu, so he walked over slowly.

He Jing'an watched Xiao Yi come in and was about to turn around and call him, but suddenly, he was like being hit by an acupuncture needle and was fixed in place, and he couldn't utter a word.

Xiao Yi cooperated with Xiao Yi: "What's wrong? You see I'm motionless."

He Jingan tried to move, but for some reason, he was just stiff, and only made a few humming sounds: "He Jingan, speak."

He Jingan rolled his eyes. Was this what he wanted? What was going on? It was fine just now. Xiao Yi looked at him calmly and then stood beside Nan Mu.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like