Resisting the Wind and Splendor

Is the King of Ink looking at Miss Li from the Duke of China's mansion?

Lu Beimo's voice was neither loud nor soft; everyone around him could hear it clearly.

Even Lu Fengjin, who was not far away, heard every single word!

In an instant, his handsome face was clouded with gloom.

Chu Xiaohe was also stunned, but after a moment of hesitation, his face immediately darkened and his voice became very serious.

"Your Highness, marriage has always been a matter of parental arrangement and matchmaker's words! Ali is still an unmarried woman, so please do not make fun of her!"

Chu Yueli seemed to be startled as well, and quietly hid behind Chu Xiaohe.

The young girl's demeanor, coupled with her breathtakingly beautiful face, indeed made all the men present feel a pang of pity.

The Ink King… wearing half a cold mask, really looked like… a jackal in front of this little girl.

Lu Beimo looked at Chu Xiaohe, his playful smile vanishing: "General Chu's troops, do you need the help of the Mo Prince's Mansion?"

The sound was not loud, only audible to Chu Xiaohe and a few others.

Chu Xiaohe was stunned for a while, unable to figure out what the prince meant.

He could only shake his head: "No need, thank you for your favor, Your Highness."

"Big brother, I'm serious."

Lu Beimo turned and left.

Chu Xiaohe was so frightened that he stood there dumbfounded for a long time, unable to recover.

What did Prince Mo call him? He actually called him "elder brother"!

In this world, there are only two people who can call him that now.

One is Ali, and the other is Ali's future husband.

But he...

"Big brother, Aunt Anran has arrived." Chu Yueli tugged at his sleeve.

When Chu Xiaohe turned to look at Ning Anran, his expression was still quite blank.

“Ali, you and Mo Wang…”

"It has nothing to do with us." Chu Yueli secretly pinched his arm.

Chu Xiaohe finally came to his senses and, seeing Ning Anran leaping down from her horse, immediately went to greet her: "Auntie!"

Ning Anran nodded, then walked up to Chu Yueli and cupped her hands in greeting: "I've arrived!"

"Thank you, Aunt Anran."

Those around could see clearly that the Duke's mansion had finally managed to gather five people this time.

Most people don't recognize this Lady Ning, but some generals do.

She was the wife of the third young master of the Earl's Mansion. She often accompanied her husband to the battlefield and was a fierce general under General Ming Ruonan.

But few people have witnessed her skills, nor do they know how good her archery and horsemanship were.

However, even though Madam Ning is very capable, their team is still quite uneven in skill level.

It was an eyesore to see him with two little girls who didn't even know martial arts.

Ning Anran glanced at Zisu and Chu Yi, her brows furrowing slightly: "Ali, they won't do."

Zisu didn't care; she was just a maid anyway.

Chu Yi's face turned bright red. Knowing that she was not good enough and being told that she was not good enough on the spot were two different things.

However, he wasn't angry; he only blamed himself for being too incompetent.

Chu Yueli gently patted Ning Anran's hand and smiled, "Aunt Anran, don't panic, have some tea first."

After Ning Anran sat down, Chu Xiaohe pulled Chu Yueli aside and whispered, "Ali, you and Zisu really can't go in. Right now, even your aunt's reputation might be ruined."

If she loses badly, Lady Ning's reputation will be tarnished.

He doesn't care if he loses face, but he can't drag others down with him.

Chu Yueli smiled and said, "Don't rush, let's wait a little longer."