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

Cang Yue Kingdom - Nanlai - Noble House

The Guiren Pavilion is particularly lively tonight, and everyone is having fun because they don’t have to pay and can spend as much as they want.

Ye Ling was naturally happy, and when he was happy, he would drink a few more glasses. After drinking a few more glasses, he would naturally be a little drunk. After being a little drunk, his thoughts became a little confused, and he started to act like a hooligan and talk nonsense.

Jiuyou knew his young lady's character, so he had been out guarding her long ago. Seeing that it was almost time, he quickly spoke up to persuade her, "Young lady, it's getting late. I'll help you go back and rest, okay?"

"Yes, Ye Ling, let's go back to our rooms and rest, and come back to drink another day." You Ming Lang was not drunk, but he was not a hypocrite. Seeing that Ye Ling was a little drunk, he didn't want her to drink anymore.

"No," Ye Ling waved his hand, disagreeing. He stood up, holding the wine jug, and came behind You Ming Lang. He put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Brother, let me tell you something. A colleague of mine once told me that lustful women can't accomplish great things, but they can accomplish great things for men. You are a man, do you agree with this statement?"

"Ahem..." You Ming Lang choked on himself and replied with a smile: "Yes, your colleague is right."

"I don't agree." Ye Ling patted You Ming Lang's shoulder and turned to look at the stage on the first floor. "I may be a bit lustful, but I'm not obsessed with love. The man I like, whether he agrees or not, must obey me. If he doesn't, I'll break his legs. That way he'll be obedient, right?"

Several men present were sweating a little. This woman was too fierce.

Ye Ling turned around and looked at the others: "Why aren't you talking?" Then he pointed at Hu Zi: "You...are about forty years old, right? You go first..."

Hu Zi was a little confused and looked at You Ming Lang for help: "Master, I don't understand! What did you say?"

You Ming Lang smiled helplessly: "I'll answer for him. Lady Night is absolutely right. Men should be obedient."

Ye Ling nodded in satisfaction and suddenly turned to Jiu You: "Did you hear that?"

Jiuyou was overwhelmed and bowed obediently: "I will definitely obey you."

"That's good! Master You, do you know? I am actually very lonely when I came to this world. People's hearts are unpredictable, and I am afraid. I have to be on guard against everyone around me. It's tiring! Only my Jiuyou can I trust him, because I know his ending. I will never allow such a thing to happen again. I want to protect him, his..." Ye Ling said and suddenly lost consciousness.

Jiuyou was quick to catch the person: "Master You, I'm sorry, my lady is drunk."

"Take her downstairs to rest quickly," said Youminglang.

Meng Meng in the space muttered, "Master, you can't blame Meng Meng for knocking you out! If you keep talking, you'll definitely be exposed. It's better to sleep soundly."

Youminglang got up and returned to his room. Holding the wine jug, he stood by the back window, looking at the dark night sky with a wry smile. "Little girl! People like us will always be tired and afraid when we live. If we're not careful, we'll be doomed. How many people around us can we trust?"

"Master, Miss Ye has Jiuyou, and you have your subordinates, Pigeon, and Old Bear. The three of us can die for you," Hu Zi said.

You Ming Lang slowly turned around. Perhaps Ye Ling had said too much tonight. He changed his usual coldness and looked at Hu Zi: "Thank you three for accompanying me all these years. Just like Ye Ling said, with you three, I don't feel lonely. At least I have someone to tell my true feelings to."

"Yes, so you don't have to worry. We have gotten through the most difficult days, and things will only get better in the future. You also have a great friend like Miss Ye." Hu Zi is very good at speaking.

"From now on, I'll have a close friend in this world, and he's also a top expert on the Langya List. It'll be a real honor to share this with others."

"Of course not. Miss Ye is the first female martial artist to be on the Langya List since ancient times. Her martial arts skills are so good that she might even become a leader in the martial arts world in the future. That's really impressive."

"Of course I will. The biggest regret in my life is that I don't have the talent for martial arts, which makes me powerless. Having Miss Ye as a friend is enough for my life." Youminglang became happier and happier as he spoke, as if he was more excited about being on the Langya List than Ye Ling himself.

It is said that some are happy while others are sad. The bustle of Guiren Pavilion is in sharp contrast to that of Shezhao.

She Zhao lost the game and was completely humiliated. He got himself drunk and staggered in the street cursing.

The servants beside him were speechless. The middle-aged man who accompanied him during the day could only bite the bullet and persuade him: "Master Gan, you are injured, you can't drink so much!"

"You bastard!" She Zhao threw a wine jug at him. "Don't think I don't know. You're all laughing at me now, right? You're still laughing at me losing to a nameless woman. I've trained hard for over thirty years, but I can't beat a teenage girl like her. Haha... haha... Has the world turned upside down? Women can even come out and embarrass themselves?"

The onlookers passing by on the street looked at She Zhao with disdain, and a few women spoke up unhappily:

"What's wrong with being a woman? Aren't you a man born by a woman? Without a woman, you wouldn't exist."

"That's right, I can't beat you, so I'm just shouting and yelling here."

"You're even turning against Tian Gang. This is the funniest thing I've ever heard. You're incompetent, but you're blaming Lady Night for being so powerful. How shameless!"

At this moment, several men in the martial arts world also spoke:

"She Zhao, right? The adopted young master of the Gu family, after all, was the tenth for a few days. Now that he has been demoted, he behaves like this. Isn't it a bit embarrassing for the Gu family?"

"That's right. Victory and defeat are common in the military. You slandering your opponent like this really makes us martial artists look down on you."

"She Zhao, from ancient times to the present, Ye Ling is not the only woman who practices martial arts. It's just that they are not as strong as Ye Ling. If they lose, then they lose. I have also practiced martial arts for more than 30 years, and I am ashamed of myself. If I want to reach a higher level, I must go back and practice hard instead of embarrassing myself here."

"You...you are just a bunch of rabble, what do you know?" She Zhao was almost angry to death.

"Yes, we are a mob, but we know how to respect our opponents. You look like a thug who can't stand losing and you are not presentable," said a man with a big knife on his back.

"Say that again?" She Zhao became even angrier.

The man with the machete on his back stood up from the table and said, "I told you that you are just a dog raised by the Gu family. Do you really think that you are superior to others by turning from a pheasant into a phoenix?"

"Looking for death" She Zhao started fighting directly.

The rest of the people present joined in the attack. She Zhao was originally very powerful, but the blow Ye Ling gave him today was quite powerful. He was seriously injured and was unable to fight these people, but he would not lose.

"Who's fighting?" the patrolling yamen officer shouted.

A few gangsters took a quick look and stopped immediately. Although they were gangsters, they didn't want to be sued.

The servants also tried their best to hold She Zhao back, but She Zhao was still shouting that he wanted to kill people.

"Sir," a man said, "Just now, we were sitting at a table outside the restaurant drinking. This man came up to us and tried to kill us without any explanation. He was so drunk that we had no choice but to fight back."

"Yes, it's him," the people present at the scene pointed fingers one after another, this is a case of everyone pushing down when the wall falls.

"Are you causing trouble?" asked the captain of the yamen runners.

She Zhao sneered: "Who do you think you are? How dare you be so old..."

Before She Zhao could finish his words, he was knocked unconscious by a strange man. The man bowed and said, "Sir, I'm sorry. My brother had an accident today. I was drunk and said nonsense. Please forgive me." The man said calmly and handed a silver note to the captain of the yamen runners: "Brothers, please have some tea."

The captain of the yamen runners was very satisfied: "If he is drunk, don't let him run around. Take him back quickly."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much."

The man led She Zhao away, and the captain of the yamen runners said, "Everyone, go home. It's late. What's so good about being drunk?"

After the crowd dispersed, a man walked out of a dark alley. It was An Kui. He witnessed everything and then turned and walked towards the far end of the street.

Unexpectedly, just as An Kui left, another person followed him out. This person was wearing a hat and his face could not be seen. He followed An Kui quietly.

It is said that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. When the man in the straw hat walked not far away, a pigeon on the roof of the opposite building witnessed everything. He thought that the reason why She Zhao was beaten just now was also due to his contribution, but no one noticed it. After a brief thought, he continued to follow the two people from the roof.

At the same time, Ye Ling's space was also very lively. Meng Meng curled up in the corner of the sofa; Ye Ling was holding the chicken feather belt he bought two days ago, with his hands on his hips, staring at Meng Meng.

Jiuyou stood aside and whispered helplessly, "Miss, Mengmeng didn't know you were not drunk, so she...she made you faint."

"Yes! Mengmeng feels wronged," Mengmeng muttered in a low voice.

"Say it again? Do I have such a low alcohol tolerance? Can't I just pretend to be drunk for fun? Don't I know that drinking will lead to mistakes?" Ye Ling asked repeatedly, becoming extremely angry. "Look at my arm, it's all burnt, Mengmeng, you're killing me! You almost killed me."

"Miss, come, sit down first, don't be angry." Jiuyou smiled a little unkindly.

"You're still laughing?" Ye Ling muttered, but sat down honestly: "I feel a little dizzy. I was pissed off by this guy."

"You are dizzy because you drank too much, not because you are angry," Mengmeng said and ran away immediately.

"you…"

"Miss, miss, forget it," Jiuyou quickly persuaded her, "It's just a talking... elf, don't argue with it."

"It's so infuriating. I hadn't even asked Youminglang how the interrogation went, but I was electrocuted by this guy. Fortunately, he had a change of heart and woke me up, otherwise I would have fallen asleep," Ye Ling muttered.

"It's not too late to ask tomorrow. Anyway, Prince Xue is seriously injured. You won't just leave, right?"

"No matter what, we have to use him until he can protect himself, otherwise it would be a bit unfair of us. In life, you have to use someone three times before you use him. You can't do anything too extreme."

"Then we have plenty of time. We can figure out how to challenge Gu Feixiang in the Illuminati tomorrow."

"Okay, go out and sleep. I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up if something happens."

"Okay, you sleep peacefully in space."