Chapter 519 Call me Young Lady

Zhu Ye left the Hu Mansion and returned to his home.

When he walked to the door, he remembered that as soon as he entered and exited, he forgot to deal with that stinky brat Zhu Gaosui in the palace.

If that kid hadn't been talking nonsense, how could such a big cuckold almost be on his head?

This kid not only cheated on his father, but also cheated on him. It was really a waste of money.

Just when Zhu Ye was upset that he could not beat Zhu Gaosui, he had already entered the house without realizing it.

Seeing the lonely sword in the yard holding a green sword sheathed in the yard, closing his eyes to rest, Zhu Ye was surprised that the man had not left yet.

"Why are you still here?"

Zhu Ye had a headache. He had just dealt with Hu Qingming, but now he still had to deal with Leng Qing when he got home.

"Young master, she... she won't leave, she will beat me up!"

Wang Wu was on the side, with a bruised nose and swollen face, standing straight in front of the lonely person with a tray. The wine glasses in the tray were clearly the sake brewed by Zhu Ye himself.

Although he complained, Wang Wu's body was still standing straight there without any fear of moving.

"What did you beat him up?"

Zhu Ye stepped forward, picked up the wine glass on the tray and killed it in one sip.

Since he entered the palace, he has not drunk a sip of water and has been so thirsty that he has died of thirst.

Leng Qing saw his movements and her face suddenly turned red.

"Young Master, this wine glass belongs to Miss Leng Qing."

Wang Wu stammered and explained.

"Call the young lady."

Leng Qing hit Wang Wu's knee with a sword, which made Wang Wu stagger and almost stood firm.

Then, he explained as if to cover up his embarrassment: "You guy is very weak, not as powerful as a chicken."

"He is just a housekeeper, why did you bully him?"

Zhu Ye also heard Wang Wu's words, his face was a little hot, and he could only pretend not to care and put the wine glass back in its original place.

Then I realized that something was wrong: "What did you ask him to call you?

Young lady?"

"You used my quilt and rounded it up, which means we had a drink of wine. From now on, you will be my person."

Leng Qing felt a little embarrassed, but she pretended to be arrogant.

"I'm telling you what this is, I have a wife."

Zhu Ye suddenly felt a big head, and he really didn't know what the structure of the lonely brain in front of him was.

Hu Qingming knew how to use some tricks, so Leng Qing was just stubborn.

"He told me that your unmarried wife died in a fire. Although I feel very sorry, but people cannot be resurrected when they die, and you cannot be immersed in it for the rest of your life and cannot extricate yourself."

"Besides, I don't mind you having her in your heart."

The cold tone was a little plain, and the expression on his face was very serious.

"Stop making trouble."

Zhu Ye was suddenly mentioned by Leng Qing and was a little displeased: "I can't marry you, so don't waste time here."

After saying that, Zhu Ye went straight into his room and even the door was closed tightly.

The next day, Zhu Ye went out and saw the lonely and sleeping quietly sitting on the roof.

With a slight frown, Zhu Ye didn't say anything, but just arranged things on his own.

On the third day, it was still the same, as if it was welded on the roof, still not moving at all, and even eating it.

On the fourth and fifth day, if Zhu Ye hadn't gone out, Leng Qing would have followed him far away. He really thought Leng Qing had died on the roof of his house.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

On the sixth day, when Zhu Ye was about to go out, Leng Qing jumped down from the roof of the room, obviously having plans to continue to follow Zhu Ye.

"Marry me."

Leng Qing doesn’t mean nonsense, just explains his own requirements.

"You're crazy, sister, you don't even know me."

Zhu Ye scratched his head with both hands, looking a little irritable.

"Your name is Zhu Ye, you are the eldest son of the crown prince Zhu Biao, your grandfather is the current Emperor Hongwu, and your mother is..."

Leng Qing looked at Zhu Ye, and recited Zhu Ye's background word by word.

"stop."

"Since you all know my identity, do you think I can marry you, is it possible?"

Zhu Ye was going crazy, and I don’t know why he met Leng Qing, a guy who couldn’t get into the air.

He now regrets that he shouldn't have exposed his lonely identity at the beginning.

"The women of our Leng clan are all dressed as men. The family motto is that someone exposes his daughter and wants to stay with that person for the rest of his life."

"If you can't agree to me, there's only one way."

The cold and cold look looked at Zhu Ye and said expressionlessly.

"What's the solution?"

Zhu Ye asked quickly.

Leng Qing glanced at Zhu Ye and slowly pulled his sword out of the green scabbard: "If you beat me, I will give up."

"You take it seriously?"

Zhu Ye looked at Leng Qing and didn't seem to be talking and playing, so hesitated a little.

He had witnessed Lan Yu and Leng Qing's battle with his own eyes.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of Leng Qing's day, I'm afraid Lan Yu wouldn't have beaten her so easily.

"I've given up."

Leng Qing didn't talk nonsense, so she threw down three words and rushed towards Zhu Ye.

"Fuck me, are you really doing it?"

Zhu Ye barely avoided Leng Qing's sword, and the sword energy passing by told Zhu Ye that Leng Qing did use his real skills.

"If I defeat me, I will not be entangled with you, otherwise, you will marry me."

Leng Qing said while a beautiful backflip, sending the sword that Zhu Ye could dodge to Zhu Ye again.

Zhu Ye avoided it, but before he could speak, Leng Qing attacked again.

After resisting one after another, Leng Qing became more and more courageous as he fought, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

She didn't expect that Zhu Ye's skills would be so unexpected to him.

Unexpectedly, there were even masters in the territory of the Ming Dynasty that she didn't know.

The last time I fought with Lan Yu, Leng Qing felt relieved after knowing Lan Yu's true identity.

But now, even Zhu Ye can be defeated by more than a hundred moves in her hands, and she is indeed open to her eyes.

However, Zhu Ye’s kung fu is not as good as others. Even after a hundred moves under Leng Qing’s hands, he gradually began to lose his strength.

Leng Qing was like a chicken blood injection, and her moves became more and more fierce.

The unarmed Zhu Ye can't be his opponent.

"Catch the knife."

Lan Yu, who appeared at some point, drew out his sword and threw it at Zhu Ye.

Zhu Ye was shocked and almost stabbed by Leng Qing, but after dodging, he still received the weapon thrown by Lan Yu.

Holding a sword that was twice as wider than his arm, Zhu Ye didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

This thing is so fucking heavy.

Zhu Ye took the sword, but he was not as clever as before as he had before.

After a few moves, Leng Qing unloaded his weapon and fell to the ground.

The lonely sword Feng pointed at Zhu Ye: "Are you willing to accept the loss?"

Zhu Ye looked at the blade that was about to poke the tip of his nose and swallowed.
Chapter completed!