The Virgin Mary in the Book: I Decide My Life with Two Swords

Cang Yue Kingdom——Langya Pavilion

After the applause, Yelu Zongzheng said, "I never thought that Ye Sishi is so talented in both civil and military matters! He makes us men feel ashamed."

"Your Highness, thank you for the compliment. It was just a coincidence. You guys just go ahead and have your conversation and stop bothering me. Just pretend I don't exist." Ye Ling really didn't want to say anything more.

"Haha..." Ye Ling's words made everyone laugh again.

Yelu Zongzheng continued, "Not only is Ye Sishi a master of both civil and military skills, she is also humorous, lovable, and incredibly beautiful!"

"Your Highness, you are too polite. You are the most handsome man in the world. I dare not compete with you. Hurry up and eat your food." After saying this, Ye Ling stuffed grapes into his mouth, trying to reduce his presence.

"Second Prince, have a drink." Mo Yufeng quickly pulled Yelu Zongzheng away for his junior sister: "Your Highnesses, please."

The three princes raised their glasses: "Please."

After drinking a cup, Nangong Xuan said again, "The poem by Ye Sishi is quite good. It's not impossible to know where he copied it from."

Ye Ling paused briefly and put down the grapes in his hand. "When it comes to transcribing, I wouldn't dare compare myself to King Xian. After all, you even dare to falsify the imperial edict. Is there anyone in this world who wouldn't dare to do that?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell into silence, and everyone was waiting to see Nangong Xuan's good show.

Nangong Xuan was very angry. Maybe he shouldn't have targeted Ye Ling.

Ye Ling sneered: "King Xian has nothing to say? As for me, as long as you don't provoke me, I won't take the initiative to attack. Our clan leader is hosting a banquet today, so let's just be safe."

"Ye Sishi is a man of sharp tongues, so naturally I cannot argue with him. However, since you have already written a poem, why don't you show some talents to liven up the atmosphere?" Nangong Xuan had no intention of giving up. He just wanted to save his face.

"My talent is a fancy funeral procession, killing people in many ways. Do you want to give it a try?"

“You…” Nangong Xuan was very angry: “Ye Ling, I just can’t stand seeing you like this.”

"Haha..." Ye Ling laughed: "You said you can't stand me, then just bear with it. I don't live with you, nor do I ask you for money, and I don't need you to support me. Today I'm not good at this, tomorrow I'm not good at that, you worry about it for nothing. Besides, do I need you to stand by me? My mother taught me since I was a child that when others don't respect you, you don't have to respect others. Relationships are mutual. If you don't feel happy yourself, you still have to consider the feelings of others. If you smile too much, you will get sick."

Except for the two people from the Nangong family, everyone else at the scene was trying to hold back their laughter. Mo Yufeng even picked up his wine glass to cover himself, as he was afraid that laughing out loud would be inappropriate.

Looking at Nangong Xuan who was almost pissed off, Ye Ling added with a smile: "I just like the way you can't stand me but can't get rid of me. King Xian, making me fall is not a skill. If you have the ability, make me never stand up again."

"Royal brother" Nangong Chen finally spoke: "You are a guest today. This is Langya Pavilion, not an ordinary family."

"Seventh brother is right," Nangong Xuan gritted his teeth, then bowed: "Sect Master Mo, I just made a slip of the tongue."

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. Junior Sister is also wrong. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. So, let's watch a dance piece first." As the host, Mo Yufeng could only say this.

A moment later, Ruyan led a few girls in. Beautiful melody sounded, and they began to dance gracefully like butterflies.

The smell of fireworks in the hall was temporarily masked. Mo Yufeng continued chatting with Yelu Zongzheng and Nangong Chen, and it was unclear what they were talking about. The others clinked their glasses in pairs and then in threes, whispering about what had just happened.

Ye Ling started to eat with relish and couldn't stop at all.

Yue Chi and Bi Cheng both stared at Ye Ling intently.

Ji Ruochen finally couldn't help but speak: "Ye Sishi, didn't you say that you were dumped and it's a good time to lose weight?"

"What do you know? This is called turning grief and anger into strength. Just eat it and it's all done," Ye Ling replied indistinctly.

"Sir, who dumped you? Don't you want to live anymore?" Bi Cheng was unhappy: "Tell my subordinates to get rid of him."

"I want to know too?" Yue Chi looked gossipy.

"You all believe this?" Ji Ruochen was speechless.

As they were talking, the dance ended. Liu Feng could no longer hold back and finally spoke: "Everyone, my younger sister is also lucky enough to be here this time. She plays the zither very well, so let her play a song for everyone. After all, we are all family."

"That's good," someone agreed.

A moment later, Liu Jingjing came out slowly from behind the curtain wearing a veil and holding a guqin. She looked delicate and sweet. She sat in the hall, plucking the strings skillfully. Her playing was indeed beautiful and pleasant.

After the song ended, it received a lot of applause. Liu Jingjing stood up and glanced at Ye Ling proudly before leaving.

Yelu Zongzheng said, "I've heard that Prince Xian's wife is a master at playing the pipa. I wonder if I could have the pleasure of hearing her tonight?"

"Of course there is no problem. My princess is proficient in everything, including music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is not like some country women who are so vulgar." Nangong Xuan did not forget to hint at Ye Ling.

Except for Ye Ling, everyone else in Langya Pavilion looked unhappy, especially Mo Yufeng, whose face turned dark.

Han Yuer came out holding a pipa and also wearing a veil. She gently plucked the pipa and sang a beautiful song.

Many people were fascinated by the song, and when the song ended, the applause naturally became more intense, instantly overshadowing Liu Jingjing.

Han Yu'er was a fool who didn't know how to live or die. To avenge her husband, she actually stood up and came to Ye Ling: "Envoy Ye, I heard that Envoy Ye is also very good at playing the pipa. I wonder if you could play a piece for me so that I can learn."

Ye Ling drank a glass of wine before speaking: "I haven't been in the capital since I was a child. Where did you hear that I know this?"

Han Yu'er sneered, "So Ye Sishi doesn't know how to do it! Then I wonder what else Ye Sishi can do?"

"Is killing people and burying bodies considered a talent?"

"Night Envoy is really good at joking."

"I'm not kidding you. Anyway, I can't learn your slutty ways. You'll have to rely on seducing men for the rest of your life, while I'll rely on myself. You can only sit behind the curtains and can't go on stage, but I can. This is my talent. Are you satisfied?"

"Envoy Ye, now that you're an envoy, your temper has gotten worse! You weren't like this before." Han Yu'er was like cotton and couldn't be hit.

Ye Ling leaned on the stool, spread her hands, crossed her legs, and sat with the air of a master. Since the other party was cotton, she had to change her approach. She smiled and said, "I used to be very kind, but I lived like a dog. Ever since I learned to curse and kill people, my life has suddenly become happy. I see you are tired from standing. Come here, sit down and have a couple of drinks with me."

"Pfft~" Yue Chi couldn't help himself at all: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you guys continue chatting."

Han Yu'er took a breath and said, "Did Ye Sishi have a hard time in the past? I'm so sorry, I really don't know!"

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether I'm doing well or not. I'm not a good person anyway."

"Envoy Ye said this because you think you are wrong?"

"That's not the case. Life is not easy. If you can blame others, never blame yourself. Instead of blaming others, it's better to bury them directly. I examine myself three times a day, and I'm not wrong. Let's see if anyone has any objections." Ye Ling was still smiling.

Han Yu'er also smiled slightly: "This is Langya Pavilion, who dares to have any opinions? However, everyone behind the scenes is still reasonable."

"It doesn't matter. I don't care what others say about me behind my back, because I've cursed a lot of people, and they might not be as harsh as I am. Besides, every day I'm thinking about how to kill my enemies and get rid of my hatred."

Han Yu'er felt like she had hit cotton, but she still refused to accept it. "Envoy Ye, there's no need to say more. The reason you're targeting His Highness and me is because you've turned your love into hatred. You hate His Highness for not marrying you. Back then, you threatened His Highness with suicide to get him to marry you!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Bicheng said, "Our clerk committed suicide to get his property back. Everyone knows this. What are you talking about?"

"How dare you interrupt me when I'm talking...ah!" Han Yu'er was slapped before she could finish her scolding.

Nangong Xuan immediately stood up and hugged Han Yuer: "Ye Ling, what are you doing?"

Ye Ling flung her hands and said, "Han Yu'er, listen to me. Scumbags are not divided by gender, and useless people are not divided by age. I allow you to stir up trouble occasionally, but I advise you to stop when you are ahead. I can talk to you with a smile, but I can also turn my face and tell you what the rules are."

"Good!" someone shouted, clapping: "These words are very good."

Yelu Zongzheng smiled and said, "Master Mo, everyone says that you are the inner protectors of Langya Pavilion. Seeing you today, it is indeed true. Ye Sishi's words just now are classics! As a man, you must have backbone and cannot bend easily. You are the Sishi of Renzi Hall, and you deserve the title."

Mo Yufeng smiled slightly: "Your Highness, you are too kind. My junior sister is young and doesn't know how to adapt to circumstances."

Nangong Xuan, however, was not going to let him go: "Ye Ling, didn't Yu'er just speak out your pain? You resorted to murder? Do you dare to say that you have never loved me?"

Ye Ling laughed. "You? You can't compare to my master in material terms, you can't compare to my senior brother in spirit, and you can't compare to my friends when faced with difficulties. To put it bluntly, your charm is so low that even a dog would shake its head. And you still say I like you? How can you say that with such a shameless face?"

"Envoy Ye, don't say that. If it really doesn't work out, I'll give the princess to you, okay?" Han Yu'er's eyes were filled with tears.

Ye Ling was furious: "Who the hell are you pissing off to? This piece of shit you found is even worse than your grandma's stew, and you're still showing off your poverty. You treat other people's leftovers as treasures, you bastard. I can tell you've never eaten good pork. I want to say a few more words to you, but I despise myself. Bah! You're nothing!"

"Princess Xian," Ji Ruochen said, "We, Ye Sishi, have a paternal grudge against Prince Xian. I believe you should know this, right? Since you know this, then I want to ask, would you shamelessly marry your father's murderer? This is Langya Pavilion, where men hold meetings. You, a woman from the back hall, are here pretending to associate with our Sishi. Do you think this is your backyard?"

"What do you mean?" Nangong Xuan was dissatisfied.

"What I mean is that King Xian should take care of his women and not embarrass himself by showing off." Ji Ruochen said firmly, not afraid at all.