bullyxtreme Chapter 146 So his name is Nalan Yuanli!
Chapter 146 So his name is Nalan Yuanli!
Mo Ye is Tie Lao's apprentice, so his kung fu is naturally beyond question; Pu Yangxuan is the leader of an assassin organization, and his strength is comparable to Mo Ye's!
Mo Ye originally intended to teach Pu Yangxuan a lesson, but after a few moves, he found Pu Yangxuan's martial arts routine to be quite unusual, so he began to take it seriously. They exchanged more than a hundred moves!
Yang Jianwu poured some more cola to moisten her throat, and only after she had almost finished eating did she call out to the two of them, "Stop fighting, the meat skewers won't taste good if they get cold."
Nobody paid any attention...
"That's enough, why do we have to decide who wins and who loses? It's so hurtful to the relationship."
Nobody paid any attention...
"Brother Ye, are you hungry? Would you like some?"
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"Hey Xuan, I'll give you a few skewers of pure meat, wanna have some?"
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"We have some new drinks from Hua Shui Yue Fang, would you like some?"
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"If you two fight again, you're not allowed to eat together anymore!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the two of them took a step back. Yang Jianwu was speechless. When dealing with men, you have to be tough when gentleness doesn't work!
"Come on, have some meat skewers. The temperature is just right. Add some cola, and it's perfect."
Mo Ye and Pu Yangxuan took the meat skewers and began to savor them. One was elegant and the other was unrestrained and carefree, as if they weren't the two who had just been shirtless.
Yang Jianwu poured cola for both of them, saying, "This is a new drink, give it a try!"
Looking at the dark, bubbling water, neither of them made the first move, and they continued eating their skewers.
"Brother Ye, I overheard the guests talking about Liuli earlier. How did the state banquet go today?"
Mo Ye finished chewing the meat in his mouth, put down the skewer, and said, "Thanks to you, everything went smoothly. This time, you've earned Dongli a lot of face!"
Yang Jianwu waved his hand, "Saving face is secondary; getting the product out there is the most important thing!"
"Little Wu'er..."
"Hehe~ I'm not that noble, I just want my wallet to be a little fuller!"
Mo Ye chuckled. Xiao Wu'er's straightforwardness seemed to make her even more endearing; she wasn't pretentious at all. If it were a typical young lady from a prominent family, she would have already put on a sanctimonious act, boasting about her concern for the country and its people...
"This is good; this is the real you, the true you!"
"Yes, many people just don't understand this. Wearing a fake mask every day is exhausting!"
Puyang Xuan interjected, "Sword Dance, those women wearing fake masks are just trying to attract attention. If men said they all preferred someone tougher, do you think they would go and learn hunting, archery, or lead troops into battle?"
"Of course! Women dress up for those they want to please. If you want others to like you, you have to develop in a way that others like! If men said they liked bald men, there might be bald heads everywhere in Dongli!"
"Ahem~ This assumption... is quite apt!"
"Thank you~"
Yang Jianwu happily drank another cup. The Mid-Autumn Festival had passed, the weather was pleasant, and drinking some cola was very comfortable.
Mo Ye was genuinely grateful to Xiao Wu'er. Seeing her drinking so heartily, he picked up the dark cola and raised his glass, saying, "Xiao Wu'er, whether it's for public or private reasons, I want to thank you this time. I'll toast you with cola instead of alcohol!"
On a whim, Yang Jianwu said, "Let's drink! I'll have someone bring some!"
Having witnessed Yang Duidui's power firsthand, Mo Ye quickly stopped him, saying, "Xiao Wu'er, cola is fine, but too much alcohol is bad for your health. You shouldn't overindulge in alcohol..."
Yang Jianwu also recalled her experience of beating up Jing Nan while drunk last time, and gave an awkward smile, "Alright then..."
Puyang Xuan imagined the embarrassing scene for Xipan and couldn't help but laugh. "Xipan has really suffered a big setback this time. The envoy's expression must be quite interesting!"
Mo Ye recalled the expressions on the envoys' faces, as if they had swallowed flies, and nodded with a smile, "It was quite a spectacle!" Then he thought of one person, "Except for one! On the contrary, he was very curious about how Dongli made such exquisite glass, and didn't see himself as a representative of an enemy country at all, but more like a friend!"
Yang Jianwu was quite curious. How could someone so relaxed and talkative in front of an enemy country be foolish or just too cunning?
"who is that?"
"The Tenth Prince, Nalan Yuanli!"
"The Tenth Prince? How old is he?"
"About fifteen or sixteen years old."
"Fifteen or sixteen years old?" Yang Jianwu thought of the boy with thick eyebrows and narrow eyes, with an exotic look, whom she had seen when she ate wonton noodles before. "Was he quite thin and very fair-skinned, with a sickly appearance?"
Mo Ye was quite surprised. He knew that the tenth prince of Xipan had been in poor health since childhood. The emperor and empress of Xipan favored their youngest son and protected him very well from a young age. Even his portrait was not exposed. If it weren't for the state banquet, he wouldn't have known what the tenth prince looked like. How did Xiao Wu'er know?
When did you see him?
"Oh, so his name is Nalan Yuanli! A couple of days ago, he choked on his chili at a street stall, and I helped him out a little..."
"Yes, his health is indeed not good. He even carried pills with him to the state banquet!"
Yang Jianwu recalled the boy's complexion and pulse diagnosis. "He is indeed a sickly person. In your opinion, is he genuinely interested in our glass, or is he just pretending?"
"He and the Second Prince Nalan Yuanting are at odds, and the two are openly and secretly vying for superiority. At a banquet in another country, he showed no restraint whatsoever, disgracing his own country. It seems quite plausible to me!"