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Chapter 323 Sadistic Love For Your Sister (28)(1/2)

Chapter 323: Sadomasochistic love for your sister (twenty-eight)

Author: Salina

Chapter 323: Sadomasochistic love for your sister (twenty-eight)

"Wenqiu or martial arts?"

Wei Jiulang was the first to react, and he became a little angry.

He was actually obsessed with the son of his enemy.

"Huh! Sure enough, he is just like his mother-in-law, a charming vixen!"

In shame and anger, his blood surged, and Wei Jiulang was impulsive for a moment.

Not only did he propose a civil and military fight against the plan, but he also deliberately provoked the generals to kill him. "The Ninth Prince is noble and such a handsome man. He must be more willing to play tricks that men should do."

"Let's just have a fight, okay?"

Gu Qingcheng was very impressed and nodded, as if to say: Your Highness is such a person.

She said casually: "Then let's play martial arts!"

Huo Wuniang was really anxious this time. She didn't care about propriety and shouted, "Jiulang!"

Before Huo Wuniang could say the word "no", Wei Jiulang glanced at her deliberately.

Wei Jiulang continued to provoke him angrily, "Your Highness, don't rush to agree. You should ask your fiancée first."

His words were quite vicious, and in a joking tone, he said "facts" that ordinary men could not bear.

Wei Jiulang almost pointed at Gu Qingcheng's nose and said: You, you have always relied on women. Now that you have to make a decision, shouldn't you also listen to the opinions of your women?

They are all rebellious teenagers in their teens, both of them are hot-blooded and can't stand anger. Wei Jiulang uses himself to save others and boasts that he can't stand such words.

Sure enough, Gu Qingcheng saw a flash of shame and anger in his eyes, and he said without hesitation, "No need! I make the decision in my affairs!"

Wei Jiulang was overjoyed: Hey! It’s done!

Although the other noble disciples also felt that it was going well, they still felt a little uneasy.

They looked left and right, exchanging glances with each other——

"There's no need to play martial arts!"

"Yes, yes! He is His Majesty's beloved son after all!"

"Yes, when playing martial arts, there is a gentleman's agreement of 'life or death'!"

"...What is Wei Jiu doing? Didn't he just give Qingcheng some color as promised?"

"He shouldn't have been allowed to come forward! I see, he did succeed in irritating the Ninth Prince, but he himself was very angry."

Everyone's eyes were darting around, and after a lot of winking, they actually flinched a little.

However, Wei Jiulang was secretly proud that in order to prevent Huo Wuniang from dissuading him and to prevent Gu Qingcheng from retreating, he took the initiative to shout loudly and called other noble ladies and gentlemen who came to play polo as witnesses.

Playing martial arts, in the final analysis, is just playing polo.

It's not about going into the ring and fighting a life-and-death game.

Although there is also an unspoken rule of "no matter life or death", there is another word "unspoken" in the unspoken rule, which cannot be stated openly.

Not to mention signing any life or death certificate.

However, they are all people in the powerful circles in Beijing, and they are very particular about keeping their word.

As long as the agreement is made in public and high-fives are made, it is considered a life and death certificate in disguise.

On the polo field, no matter whether you are injured or killed, you will not regret it, let alone look for it!

Otherwise, the family's reputation will be ruined.

This is the Qing Dynasty's principle of respecting the strong and promising a thousand pieces of gold!

Wei Jiulang loudly announced his agreement to play martial arts with the Ninth Prince. Regardless of everyone's surprise and gasp after hearing the news, he stretched out a hand and came to Gu Qingcheng.

"Your Highness, please!"

Gu Qingcheng also stretched out a slender, white hand.

Bang bang bang!

Under Huo Wuniang's anxious and worried eyes, Gu Qingcheng and Wei Jiulang high-fived each other three times.

Appointment, done!

Huo Wuniang closed her eyes hard. Now she was forced to go up the mountain. She could only fight with all her strength.

She made up her mind that when she went to the court later, she would be by Jiulang's side.

Even if he is injured, he will never let Kuro make the slightest mistake.

As for whether Jiulang would be ridiculed by this move and whether Jiulang would be unhappy because of it, Huo Wuniang couldn't care less.

"Haha! Okay! His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is indeed His Majesty's beloved son, a handsome young man. If nothing else, his blood and courage alone convince us."

When Wei Jiulang saw that he was about to succeed, his eyes and face were filled with a proud smile.

But Gu Qingcheng waved his hand, "I can't do it! I'm not in good health, and my horse riding and playing ball are normal."

Wei Jiulang's laughter paused. What does Qingcheng mean?

Why do you suddenly depreciate yourself?

Did "he" regret it?

In order to drag Gu Qingcheng onto the court, Wei Jiulang smiled and said something against his will, "Your Highness is humble!"

After complimenting him, Wei Jiulang did not forget to remind him, "We have just high-fived each other and made an alliance. His Highness must be well-informed. By saying this, do you want me to relax my vigilance?"

"Hahaha, it is said that His Highness the Ninth Prince is not good at military affairs, but I see that you are quite skillful in using this 'art of war'."

But Gu Qingcheng still waved his hand, "It's not modesty! I am indeed familiar with the art of war, but it's more about talking about it on paper."

"My prince is determined to practice martial arts, but his talent is insufficient. As for polo, he can only play it, but he is not up to the level of competing with others."

Wei Jiulang's wizened smile could hardly be maintained.

He really wanted to grab Gu Qingcheng's shirt and ask: Ma De, what do you mean?

I couldn't bear the excitement just now, the person who high-fived me was you!

You are the one who is scared now!

Do you want to play polo or not?

However, Wei Jiulang did not dare to ask this question easily.

He was afraid that if he said it, the Ninth Prince would climb down the pole, so he agreed immediately.

Then wouldn’t it be that all the hard work he had just been doing by jumping up and down for a long time was in vain?

It is true that if the Ninth Prince breaks the contract, he will be ridiculed and criticized by everyone.

But for now, the Ninth Prince has become the center of rumors.

There are too many lice and I am not afraid of itching!

Furthermore, rumors and the like have little effect on truly noble people.

The Ninth Prince is deeply favored by the Holy Spirit, his marriage has been decided, and he has not yet entered the imperial court to serve as an official.

Not to mention it's just a rumor in the market, even if you really make some mistakes and get impeached by the censor, it won't have any impact.

Demotion and penalty?

He has no errand and no salary.

Grounded?

He originally lived in the palace and rarely went out in the early years.

With his weakling appearance, he probably prefers to rest at home.

Besides these, what else can be punished?

I am His Majesty’s beloved son.

It is estimated that as long as it is not a serious crime of treason, Your Majesty will not do anything to him!

On the contrary, Wei Jiulang, who caused such a scene today, will once again drag himself and the entire Wei family into a storm of public opinion.

The old story between Concubine Dong Gui and her ex-husband will also be talked about over and over again!

This is the past that the Wei family least wants to face.

"Hahaha!"

Wei Jiulang did not dare to say more, so he could only smile and said, "Your Highness is too humble!"

Gu Qingcheng was still ungrateful and glanced at Wei Jiulang with disdain, "Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"My Highness has already said that I am not being modest!"
To be continued...
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