Playing bad and eating melons: The whole court is laughing? No, no

Ye Wuhen looked at her speechlessly, and was silent for a long while before speaking again.

"Or, can you help me ask your system?"

When Jiang Yueyang heard this, she immediately waved her hand in disdain, "Don't even think about it. He's good at his job, but he can't do anything else."

The system hummed in dissatisfaction, "I'm slowly upgrading and improving it. It will become useful in the future."

[Let's not talk about the future. First, tell me, can the bug in the Power of Words be fixed?]

The system glanced at the main system's reply, "Yes, but you'll need to pay another 200 million."

Jiang Yueyang smiled, "Then I might as well go to the mall and buy a protective cover. That one only costs 100 million."

Ye Wuhen: Only one hundred million?

Jiang Yueyang immediately went into the system mall to search for "Interstellar Portable Protective Shield".

Because of her good shopping reputation, she successfully bought an A-level energy shield on credit.

Jiang Yueyang reached into his sleeve, pretended to take out an energy shield in the style of a sports bracelet, and put it on his hand.

Now she felt much more at ease.

Sure enough, money can buy a sense of security!

"Jiang Yueyang." Ye Wuhen called her.

Jiang Yueyang looked up.

"Can you untie me now?"

Thinking that he now had a protective shield, Jiang Yueyang stood up and untied the rope for him.

The protective cover she bought can automatically sense danger and trigger itself, which is very nice!

It is twice as expensive as the manual model, two hundred million!

Ye Wuhen untied the acupuncture points that Guyu had sealed earlier, and asked casually, "Does your system have a mall?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Buy some underwear, the underwear here is too damn uncomfortable!"

Jiang Yueyang: "..."

"Ye Wuhen, do you think we are in a relationship where we can buy underwear now? I won't buy it."

"Miss~" Ye Wuhen said coquettishly, "You are so beautiful, and you must have a good heart. Since we are both from China, please buy me a few."

Jiang Yueyang finally understood the saying on the Internet: when men are in a fight, women have nothing to do.

Besides, he has such a handsome face.

More importantly, he doesn't give people a sissy feeling when he acts coquettishly.

But it's still a little worse than Lu Yunting.

In the end, Jiang Yueyang bought him ten pairs of underwear because they were both Chinese.

Before they parted ways, Jiang Yueyang asked him, "Ye Wuhen, don't you want to change the status quo of the Blood Demon Pavilion? Do you want to keep pretending to be the original owner and live on?"

Ye Wuhen naturally didn't want to live as someone else, but he had a father who was the Pavilion Master above him.

In fact, he only accepted part of the original owner's memory, and there happened to be no memory of the original owner's father.

But I heard that he was a very scary and cruel person.

If the original owner's father found out that he was not the original owner, he didn't know whether he would still be alive.

However, he has to give it a try, otherwise if he continues like this, he will really become a madman.

***

The next day, Minister Jiang and his wife had already started preparing for the coming-of-age ceremony the day after, and Song Qian and several of his sons and daughters-in-law were also there to help.

Jiang Yueyang couldn't help, so she took her aunt Song Xihe and Xiangling out.

She planned to go to the "Miaoyin Pavilion" to invite Miss Xia Rui to sing at her coming-of-age ceremony. It was a pity that she didn't get to hear her last time.

Miss Xia Rui should agree, right?

However, she didn't expect to meet Gu Ruo and Qiao Xi at "Miaoyin Pavilion".

Gu Ruo asked in surprise: "Yue Yang, why are you here?"

Jiang Yueyang subconsciously looked at her arm, "I'm here to invite Miss Xia Rui to perform at my house the day after tomorrow. Is your injury healed?"

"Alright, alright. The medicine you gave me is really good. My arm wound healed in just two days. Coincidentally, Sister Qiao Xi and I are planning to invite Miss Xia to sing at your coming-of-age ceremony."

Jiang Yueyang jokingly said, "That's great, I can save some money."

"No problem, I'll pay for it." Gu Ruo said arrogantly.

"Cough cough!" Song Xihe couldn't help coughing twice.

Jiang Yueyang glanced at her and said, understandingly, "Let me introduce you, this is my aunt Song Xihe."

"Aunt, she is Gu Ruo, the granddaughter of the Grand Tutor, and she is Qiao Xi, the daughter of Duke Su. Sister Qiao has also been looking for someone recently, so you two can exchange ideas."

The three girls smiled and nodded at each other.

The system suddenly spoke, "Host, what experience do you want your aunt to share with others? Why did you pick the worst one among a bunch of men?"

Jiang Yueyang: "..."

Song Xihe: “…”

At this time, beautiful piano music sounded, and the lights in the "Miaoyin Pavilion" dimmed a few degrees.

The guests who were originally standing sat down one after another, and Gu Ruo pulled Jiang Yueyang towards an empty table nearby.

"Hurry, hurry, the show is about to begin."

"What show?"

Gu Ruo explained, "Miaoyin Pavilion has dance performances every day at noon and in the evening. I heard that this one is a Western dance."

Jiang Yueyang said "oh" and when she saw that the performance had not started yet, she whispered to Qiao Xi.

"Sister Qiao, is the girl you mentioned last time really the illegitimate daughter of Duke Su?"

Qiao Xi shook her head. "After I told my mother what happened, she went to question my father without a second thought and even wanted to divorce him. But my father refused to admit that he had betrayed my mother.

Later, after some investigation, we found out that a nanny in the family had switched the two children. My brother is not my brother, Yuanyuan is my biological sister. No wonder she looks so much like me.

Jiang Yueyang smiled slightly, and finally everyone returned to their respective places.

At this time, the performance began.

The dancers of "Miaoyin Pavilion" wore uniform Western dance costumes and walked lightly into the dance floor to dance gracefully.

The dance styles of the Western Regions are diverse, and every movement and look of the dancers reveals their charm and allure.

She is like a fairy, and every frown and smile is captivating.

Coupled with the unique sound of the piano, the atmosphere on the scene became even more heated, making the audience even more unable to stop.

Jiang Yueyang and others were also fascinated by the performance. It was the first time they felt the charm of dance so intuitively.

Halfway through the dance performance, red petals fell over the dance floor.

After a while, two dancers slowly descended from above.

They danced in the air holding red ribbons, just like the flying fairies in the Dunhuang murals, breathtakingly beautiful.

There was a burst of cheers and applause from the audience.

Jiang Yueyang and the others couldn't help but scream to express their extremely excited mood at the moment. It was so beautiful.

But just as the two dancers were floating in the air, screams of terror were heard on the dance floor.

"Ah! Dead!"