273 Chapter 273 The Face Is Directly Blackened (3)
"Your Highness, it is said that you have gained a beloved little lady. How is it? Finally, your heart has been greatly moved?" Yan Manzi's way of speaking has always been able to make people unable to find their way.
Yan Manzi is actually not his real name, his real name is Yan Qing, a very elegant name, but it is a pity that he has a bear-like appearance with a thick beard and a third. Although this person is a little confused and speaks freely, his martial arts are really strong. Let's put it this way, almost none of the military generals Jiafuwei in the entire Jingwang Mansion is his opponent. When King Jing wanted to practice martial arts at the beginning, he wanted to find someone with outstanding martial arts skills to teach him, so he found him.
But Yan Manzi never changed his nature wherever he went, and said nothing. Although King Jing was a little helpless, he was eager to love talents, was his own master of martial arts, and had saved his own life, so he usually had a lot of patience.
Hearing this at this time, King Jing's expression didn't show, but his hand shook, and the flying arrow missed the target without even hitting the target.
King Jing glanced at Yan Manzi with a beard and an extremely wretched smile in a dark and inexplicable way, then turned his eyes back to the original target, took out an arrow from the quiver, and aimed at it.
Those who are a little close to King Jing in this mansion understand King Jing's temperament, so talking to himself is also a necessary skill.
This is not enough, and he complained again: "I just said that you can't think about it. His Royal Highness King Jing is not close to women on weekdays. He is so anxious that Lao Fu and that old bastard are running around. How nice women are, Sleeping in my arms at night, I don’t have any troubles.”
No one responded to him, but the arrow in King Jing's hand never shot out.
"Hehe, Lao Fu thought we didn't know. Who didn't know that he asked about that to pick a woman for you." Yan Manzi winked and bumped King Jing with his elbow.
It stands to reason that if others heard this, they would become angry from embarrassment. King Jing's thinking is quite different from others. Hearing this, I was a little embarrassed, but a thought reflexively crossed my mind.
Fortunately, it is indeed getting bigger and bigger.
The reason why the Banished Immortal is a Banished Immortal is because he is not close to the mortal world and is not a womanizer, and he is cold and indifferent. But now that the Banished Immortal has become tainted with femininity, in the heart of Yan Manzi, the Banished Immortal is no longer a Banished Immortal, but an overly coquettish man.
Since we are both human and men, we can naturally talk between men when we are together. Moreover, Yan Manzi seriously doubted whether His Royal Highness King Jing, who looked like a banished fairy, would do such a thing, and probably couldn't even find a way out.
Of course, this kind of thinking is a bit nonsense. After all, King Jing also has a wife and concubine. It is only because he has always given people such an image of being pure-hearted and indifferent to the world. It is no wonder that Yan Manzi, who is different from ordinary people, thinks so .
After thinking about it, he said, this is Yan Manzi's disposition.
King Jing's always 'simple' head could no longer keep up with the rhythm of Yan Manzi's speech, but he still heard one piece of news, that is, the Manzi said he couldn't.
The long and narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed, and King Jing suddenly felt like shooting an arrow into the unobstructed bear face in front of him.
At this moment, no matter how simple-minded he was, Yan Manzi could see King Jing's dissatisfaction.
He laughed twice and explained: "Isn't this also for the sake of the happiness of you and that little lady..."
King Jing didn't show his appearance, but he always remembered what Yan Manzi said in his heart.
When I came back from work in the front yard at night, I didn't intend to go to the west yard, so I turned in the direction of the west yard involuntarily.