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Chapter 133 Shen Xiaojun confesses!

"I am very talented and well-educated."

"I have a profound family background and a profound foundation."

"I have seven steps to become poetry, both civil and military."

"I……"

In order to make Chen Xiaojun see, the so-called young heroes were almost fighting.

Everyone has a family background, and everyone has a high talent and knowledge, so no one admits to defeat.

Chen Xiaojun looked at him with a smile, but there was a flash of contempt deep in his eyes.

There are many strategic families in the capital, and there are also experienced martial arts. But these people are all flowers in greenhouses, limited to the prosperous places in the capital. Once they reach the border guards of the bitter cold, their true colors will be revealed.

Chen Xiaojun's eyes had never looked at Xu Yi for a moment, but he had never left for a moment from the corner of his eyes.

After he handed the gift to Chen Xiaojun's personal soldiers, he sat aside and drank.

Many people also looked at him with bright eyes at first.

But soon, these geniuses figured out the principle of "normality between the north and the south", so naturally no one would think that Chen Xiaojun would choose the King of Southern to be his husband.

Even if he chose, the King of Southern would not dare to ask for it.

Chen Xiaojun is the most dazzling pearl, and everyone is paying attention.

Xu Yi was on the verge of lively, watching the farces one after another, feeling at ease.

Not long after, Chen Xiaojun called his personal soldiers, said something with his ears, turned around and entered the hall.

Everyone saw Chen Xiaojun leaving his sight, feeling lost, and even their thoughts on arguing and comparing were much less.

"Everyone, my lady said that in order not to hurt you, a series of test questions were set up. Those who are both literary and military and confident in themselves can try to evaluate them one by one. Those who can pass the level can become candidates for my lady's husband."

"It's fine if you want the ninth rank of martial arts? This..."

The personal soldier said: "My lady is young and has the limit of the ninth rank. If she is less than the ninth rank, how can she be a son-in-law in the North War Zone?"

Everyone's hearts were filled with heat.

Son-in-law of the Northern War Zone?

Does it mean that decades later, when the King of Beizhao becomes old, his son-in-law will succeed the King of the North?

"I think it makes sense. Being qualified to be Miss Chen's husband must be a person of both civil and military affairs, otherwise what's the virtue?"

“Agree.”

“Additional.”

The best martial arts masters who have reached the ninth grade are very happy.

The ninth grade alone has already stopped most people.

In the era when the whole nation was full of martial arts, because the king of the country valued literature, many people relaxed in martial arts and their attainments in literary genres became more and more advanced.

Many people regretted it so much that their intestines were blue.

If I had known it, I should have worked hard. The ninth grade of martial arts is extremely difficult for ordinary people, but for the second generation of powerful people in the capital, only the grandmaster is a difficult time to reach the sky, and the ninth grade is not too difficult.

Because Chen Xiaojun is too dazzling, Xu Yi, who has a respectable status, also seems a little dull at this moment.

Very few people follow him.

A female soldier walked up to Xu Yi, saluted respectfully, and handed over a note.

After seeing it, Xu Yi frowned and showed a look of embarrassment.

But soon, his face faded and he stood up and left.

Very few people noticed Xu Yi leaving, and even those who paid attention to him saw Xu Yi going out of the Northern Palace, they thought Xu Yi just didn't want to stay and watch the show anymore, so they didn't think much about it.

The night is as thick as ink.

Xu Yi's body was like a phantom, shuttled through the shadow of the light.

After several ups and downs, they went to the highest pavilion in the Northern Palace.

Under the dim light, not far ahead, the closed door quietly opened. Chen Xiaojun wore a red dress and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, which was touching.

Xu Yi suddenly hesitated.

Chen Xiaojun chuckled: "Is the Southern King afraid of Xiaojun?"

"What are you afraid of?" Xu Yi asked.

"I'm afraid that Xiaojun will do something bad to the Southern King." Chen Xiaojun's eyes were full of cunning, and he moved away from his side and signaled Xu Yi to enter the house.

Xu Yi's face was indifferent and he walked into the house.

The lights were not turned on in the house, but red candles were lit.

The candlelight is vast, and a ray of fragrance is refreshing.

Chen Xiaojun and Xu Yi sat opposite each other across the wooden table. Chen Xiaojun added fragrance to his red sleeves, poured a glass of wine for Xu Yi, and said softly: "It's the first time that the King of Southern has sneaked into a girl's boudoir?"

Xu Yi did not answer.

"It's embarrassing to the King of Southern. Should Xiaojun apologize or be happy?" Chen Xiaojun said again.

Xu Yi raised his head and drank it with a glass of wine, saying, "Why is Miss Chen anxious to break through the Grand Master Realm now? The extremes of the five elements have been gathered together. You can wait until you return to the North to break through."

For some reason, Chen Xiaojun's face turned hot, as if he was drunk.

"What the King of Southern doesn't know is that Xiaojun uses the extreme of the five elements to eliminate hidden diseases and destroy the master, and the process will be somewhat..." Chen Xiaojun bit his teeth lightly, so embarrassed that he could no longer say anything.

Xu Yi's heart was surprised: "Is there any defense between men and women?"

Chen Xiaojun was extremely embarrassed and nodded.

At this moment, where can she be so handsome and heroic in the battle?

Xu Yi couldn't help feeling a little panicked: "Ms. Chen, since there is a defense between men and women, I shouldn't have the help of this king. Let's take a step first."

"King of the South!"

Chen Xiaojun shouted urgently.

Xu Yi paused under his feet.

"After a dozen years ago, a god-abiding priest told Xiaojun's fortunes. He said that Xiaojun would die if he didn't have the master's name. If he was not careful, he would..."

Chen Xiaojun smiled bitterly: "My mother was hurt when she was pregnant with me. Xiaojun has never seen her mother since she was a child. All she could see is cold photos."

Xu Yi listened silently, not knowing how to comfort him.

"My father's temples are gray, one is because he misses his mother, and the other is because he is worried about Xiaojun. Xiaojun calls himself Mr. Chen, and he means being a woman as a woman, just to tell his father that Xiaojun is very good, don't worry."

"The northern border is covered with heavy snow and ice all year round, with countless generals and outstanding people everywhere. It's ridiculous that you are arrogant and look down on them. You have never experienced the taste of love until you appear in the northern border..."

"One person and one shot, like a god descending to earth, your eyes, your eyebrows, your thin lips, and your warm fingertips are deeply engraved in Xiaojun's heart..."

Xu Yi is so embarrassed.

The stunning woman who is fascinating in the country is a battle-torn battle on the battlefield and has unparalleled strategies. She can be said to be a phoenix among people, so outstanding that she has no friends.

I heard her confession with my own ears, and this feeling was very strange.

"I, am I really so outstanding?" Xu Yi couldn't help asking himself.

Chen Xiaojun's beautiful eyes were filled with intoxication: "Xiaojun is a female general on the battlefield. She doesn't know how to be implicit. She only knows that if you like it, you have to say it. I like the King of Southern, and I really like it."

"Miss Chen, I am the king of southern Xinjiang." Xu Yi's thick eyebrows frowned into the character "Sichuan".

"I know! I know everything!"

Chen Xiaojun smiled bitterly: "I am the daughter of King Beizhao. My husband can be anyone in the world, but no other kings can have any intersection."

"But... I just love it! All the people in the world, except you, the king of southern Xinjiang, don't watch me!"

Xu Yi's heart trembled.

If Xu Yi didn’t feel this confession, it would be fake.

But he can't feel it.

He had no way to abandon millions of soldiers in southern Xinjiang for the sake of Chen Xiaojun alone.

There was no way to give up the three southern states for Chen Xiaojun, and those people who were talking about the good people of the Southern King day and night.

The so-called love for the country and the beauty is even more important. To make the beauty smile, you can devote all the world.
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