I’ll Be the Male Lead’s Sister-in-Law

Mu Mingtang was embarrassed. Although Xie Xuanchen tried to make a bad move, Mu Mingtang still felt that he would not lose. She nodded and said, "Okay. But you have to do what I just said, but I can't decide."

Xie Xuanchen nodded easily: "Okay."

Mu Mingtang also worked hard. She was poor, civilized and wealthy. She hadn't seen a real 18 weapons. Many weapons were standing there, and she didn't know what their names were.

Mu Mingtang wanted to look in front of the weapon rack. She stood up and planned to go around behind the railing, but was hugged by Xie Xuanchen. Mu Mingtang was startled, and instinctively hugged Xie Xuanchen's shoulders, the sky was spinning before his eyes, and the golden leaves in the sky seemed to circle. Before Mu Mingtang could react, her feet were already on the ground, and Xie Xuanchen's tone was very indifferent: "What are you doing around the long road, this will come down."

Mu Mingtang was a little dizzy, she was calm, and then said, "Why are you so suddenly that you scared me."

Xie Xuanchen said leisurely, "You come here a few more times and it won't be sudden."

Mu Mingtang glared at him and quickly ran away. Xie Xuanchen slowly followed, seeing Mu Mingtang hovering in front of the rows of weapon racks, and he was a little unnamed.

Xie Xuanchen explained to Mu Mingtang in time: "This is Yue, this is hook, and these two are mace."

Mu Mingtang nodded slowly, and looked over like Xie Xuanchen. At the end, she would be suspicious: "I only saw you use a single soldier before, but you have also practiced with two-handed weapons?"

"It's not a practice. I used to make gestures a few years ago." Xie Xuanchen said, "I was in the barracks during the twelfth and thirteenth days, and I knew a lot of people and wanted to try everything. There was a man who passed on his ancestors and has a reputation for special skills. It’s huge. I’ve been curious about playing with him a few times, and I’ve almost learned how to use it. The other two-handed weapons in the back are also well-versed."

Mu Mingtang didn't believe this, the secrets passed down from his ancestors, can Xie Xuanchen learn it after reading it a few times? Mu Mingtang looked funny and asked deliberately: "Really?"

"Of course. But after I learned it, he is no longer the best man in the army."

"Okay." Mu Mingtang nodded, giving him this opportunity to perform, "Then you come."

Mu Mingtang had expected that Xie Xuanchen would not lie, he could indeed use these two-handed weapons, but how good they were used might not be. Unexpectedly, Xie Xuanchen immediately changed his style after getting started, completely different from when he used the sword.

Two-handed weapons are not the mainstream, the most important thing is the cooperation of the two hands. Xie Xuanchen turned his left and right hands into the natural, airtight, and the mace was originally suitable for people with strong strength, so heavy and squarely touched on the body, I am afraid that he will bleed on the spot. Mu Mingtang stood by and watched for a while, and a little believed that after Xie Xuanchen's former master taught Xie Xuanchen, he was crushed by his apprentice.

The lethality is really terrible.

Mu Mingtang was convinced, and after Xie Xuanchen received the weapon, Mu Mingtang pointed the gun again. Knives and mace are close-arm weapons, but spears and sticks are long-soldiers, which is completely another system. Mu Mingtang didn't believe it, Xie Xuanchen could really know everything.

Afterwards, Mu Mingtang was slapped in the face, which was very painful.

Xie Xuanchen demonstrated everything on the weapon rack. He was sweating a little. Perhaps because of the exercise, he looked so bright at the moment, and his eyes were surprisingly bright: "Is he convinced?"

Mu Mingtang has nothing to say. She originally felt that winning or losing relied on her own subjective judgement, wouldn't she let her say good or bad. But when one thing is truly the ultimate, even the layman can't tell the truth.

Xie Xuanchen was in a rare activity. He was in a good mood at the moment. He looked at Mu Mingtang with a deep smile in his eyes, and his expression was flying: "Would you like to bet?"

Mu Mingtang's face slowly blushed, and he calmly said: "Okay, I would like to bet."

Xie Xuanchen had been so excited all day, but when things came, he found a...very **** accident.

He is too strong and can't usually feel it, but when he is more excited, he can't control his strength.

This problem has been with him for many years. When people are excited, they will unconsciously increase their strength. This is the natural protection mechanism of the body. However, ordinary people increase their strength to protect themselves. He slightly increases his strength to treat another person. It's a disaster.

In the past, when he was fighting with someone, he would often be unable to restrain himself, and the start was a little heavier, and the other person would often have some bruises. However, there was no blood. Xie Xuanchen didn't care, and the other party didn't care. He went back to apply some medicine to raise him. After three or four days, he would be another hero. On the contrary, it is the real discussion if they do not leave behind each other.

Since childhood, the number of furniture and utensils destroyed in Xie Xuanchen's hands and bruised by Xie Xuanchen are countless. Things were broken and replaced with new ones, and the other party was injured and went back to raise the medicine. Xie Xuanchen always felt that this was not a big deal, because when he was excited, it was often when he was facing the enemy, and it didn't matter if he was stronger.

He had no idea that one day he would fall into another situation.

Things like the round house are also close physical contact, and people's mental state is also very excited. Xie Xuanchen realized that he had only used a little bit of strength, and Mu Mingtang cried out in pain. Sure enough, bruises appeared where she was held by him.

Xie Xuanchen was very depressed and irritable for several days. It's really retribution. When he practiced his strength before and was invincible because of his strength, he did not expect that one day he would also be upset because of his strength.

Xie Xuanchen bitterly cursed something vulgar in his heart.

Xie Xuanchen was in a bad mood, training frantically for half a month. This time he will not practice extensive heavy weapons, and specialize in small weights, especially focusing on the fine control of strength.

Mu Mingtang thought it was funny and embarrassing, but she couldn't tell, she could only pretend that she didn't understand his intention.

Strange to say, it was golden autumn a few days ago. After the rain, it suddenly turned sharply and the weather became extremely cold. At the end of September, I was about to wear quilted clothes.

The autumn cold came quickly and hurriedly, and many people were frozen to typhoid fever. The palace also changed into winter clothes overnight.

However, this winter not only came early, it also came cold. In October, it actually fell snow. Tokyo is not far to the north. It rarely snows in winter in previous years, but now the snow falls from the sky and melts from one side to the other, and finally falls on the ground and becomes water. When it freezes overnight, the next day is full of sharp ice.

Mu Mingtang wore a vermilion undergarment with a large purple-sleeved shirt. The collar and cuffs were covered with fine fluff. She stood in front of the window, looking at the white ice and snow outside, unable to hide her worry.

"It's snowing, but it's still so cold, and it's all frozen on the ground. This winter, how many people have to freeze to death."

Xie Xuanchen came from behind and looked up at the gray sky: "More than that."

Mu Mingtang turned his head and looked at him puzzled: "What?"

Xie Xuanchen's side face was reflected in the snow, and the bridge of his nose seemed to be coated with a layer of cold light: "It's not just us. The snow falling on the grassland will not melt. They are far more affected than ours."

Mu Mingtang took a breath suddenly. Central Plains is based on agriculture. Regardless of the poor and wealthy, it is common sense to collect grain in winter. But the nomads in the steppe depend on hunting and grazing. In such a cold weather, many sheep were frozen to death, saying that without food, there would be no food.

Mu Mingtang was speechless in surprise, and after a while, he whispered, "You mean?"

Xie Xuanchen looked at Luoxue outside the window and did not speak, only his thin lips were tightly pressed.

Since November, all places have been asking for disaster relief. Not only the boundaries of Gyeonggi, Jiangnan also ushered in a cold wave that has not been seen in a century, and Jiangnan granary is too much to bear, let alone other places.

However, at this time Tokyo was also overwhelmed. The snow had been falling off and on for two months. There were ice hanging on the streets, roadsides and eaves. The price of charcoal fire in Beijing skyrocketed. People who froze to death.

Tokyo’s business is booming, and most of the people have small savings. If so, some people have been frozen to death. The city outside the capital can be imagined.

In the early days, the officials were impassioned and worried about the country and the people. Nowadays, disaster relief has become a general trend, but how to provide relief, how to solve the cold disaster in Beijing, and how to balance the disaster situation across the country is a big problem.

Emperor Chengri frowned, Xie Xuanchen's crisis had not yet been resolved, and there was another civil strife in the country, which really made him exhausted. The emperor felt more and more that he was old and lacking energy. Even if his courtiers didn't say anything, he knew that he should prepare his heir.

The emperor sighed suddenly when he looked at the courtiers who were arguing under the hall and Xie Xuanji who stood aside and said nothing.

Now there is no time to train an heir who is agreeable everywhere. The emperor can only support Xie Xuanji and let him join the center as soon as possible. Even if Xie Xuanji was not a very suitable person to be an emperor, even if the emperor knew that his decision might make the Ye dynasty, which had finally settled down, fall into turmoil again, at least, that was after the emperor's death.

The throne is still in the hands of his descendants, and from generation to generation, there will always be one who can become Mingjun, regain lost ground, and regain glory. If the throne fell into Xie Xuanchen's hands, there would be nothing left.

At this moment, the people in the court didn't know what decision the emperor had made. They also didn't expect that the statutes of the disaster relief had not been discussed yet, and suddenly they received an unexpected letter.

It is no exaggeration to say that it was unexpected, because this seal was written by King An Xie Xuanchen. The content above reminds everyone to beware of Beirong. What's more, he asked the emperor to deploy troops now and relocate to Yerong border.

When the courtiers saw this memorial, they immediately flew the pot. Bei Rong and the court had just signed a contract this summer. The two countries, as brothers, withdrew their troops at the border and opened a mutual market. If it is such a time to transfer troops, wouldn't it be a backlash and a flagrant breach of contract?

The civil servants who grew up reading the sages and sages immediately quit, and wrote brilliantly literary parallel essays to demonstrate the importance of faith and righteousness. Xie Xuanchen had long thought about this group of nerds' brains, but when he really saw this day, he was still angry.

Xie Xuanchen made a special trip to change the court clothes and went to the morning to wake up the group of nerds. Mu Mingtang sent him out early in the morning, and then he waited in the palace. By noon, the next person told him that the prince was back.

Mu Mingtang greeted him immediately, and Xie Xuanchen strode out from outside, and the little servant who had raised his umbrella couldn't catch him at a small pace. After only a moment of effort, a layer of falling snow accumulated on Xie Xuanchen's shoulders.

Mu Mingtang sighed slightly, knowing that this morning might not be going well.

Xie Xuanchen saw Mu Mingtang standing at the door and hurried up the steps, stopping her wanting to come out: "It's cold outside and you haven't changed your clothes. What are you going to do?"

Xie Xuanchen took Mu Mingtang into the room, and the maid in Yulin Hall immediately stepped forward to help them both untie their cloaks and change their clothes. Mu Mingtang didn't go out, but always wore homely clothes. Xie Xuanchen's court clothes got wet in some places and had to be changed.

After Xie Xuanchen changed his regular clothes again, Mu Mingtang sent the maid down and walked to the Xici Hall with the hot soup. She put the soup on the table, raised her eyes, and saw Xie Xuanchen staring at the ground, not knowing what she was thinking.

Mu Mingtang lifted the lid and slowly stirred the anti-cold soup, steaming, blurring her eyebrows: "Do you still think about the outside?"

Xie Xuanchen heard a scoff, and his tone was full of mockery: "A bunch of idiots, what do I want them to do."

Mu Mingtang raised his eyebrows and said nothing. She took a sip and saw that the temperature of the soup was about the same before putting it to him.

"What's wrong, what did they say today?"

Xie Xuanchen couldn't help sighing: "They said that there is a contract. Bei Rong has just signed the contract and will not go back. Even if they really break the contract, they will not breach the contract in just half a year. If the Ye Dynasty sends troops now, it will be a small one. People's actions will not even provoke disputes between the two countries, but will also be stigmatized, and a country will lose face."

Mu Mingtang didn't believe this. Mu's family is a home for merchants. When Mu's father was a child, he would tell Mu Mingtang that there are no brothers in the mall and the heart of defense is indispensable. Businessmen value credibility the most, but as long as their interests are large enough, they still have old partners who turn against each other every year.

Let alone these two big countries, there have been many conflicts before. Pinning hopes on a contract is to put all your wealth on and make a big bet, which is Bei Rong's conscience.

Of course Xie Xuanchen could not rest assured.

But this kind of thing cannot be done deliberately. The Youyun Sixteen Prefecture is occupied by the land of the North Rongtang. Really all literati have been greedy for life and fear of death over the years, and no one wants to conquer the homeland? Is it that the soldiers of the Ye dynasty are all weak? Is there no commander and no general in the Ye dynasty?

neither. There is never a shortage of people who are willing to shed their blood for the country, and the call for the Northern Expedition has never ceased. It's just that the people above don't want to hear it.

Mu Mingtang sighed deeply.

Being in this era is an opportunity for a military commander, and it is also sad.

In the Manchu dynasty, only Xie Xuanchen was in charge of the battle, and no one answered the question. Others were still condemning Xie Xuanchen for his own interests in disregarding the country's righteousness. Some even suspected that Xie Xuanchen wanted to take the opportunity to take power and make Xie Xuanchen angry. Xie Xuanchen simply said that he was sick, and no longer cared about the mess outside.

Mu Mingtang woke up suddenly at night and found that Xie Xuanchen was not there. She was startled, and her drowsiness disappeared immediately. She got up and saw that there was no figure of Xie Xuanchen in the sleeping hall, she reached out and touched Xie Xuanchen's bedclothes and found that it was cold.

It seems that he has been away for a long time.

Mu Mingtang didn't alarm the maid, but quietly put on his clothes and went to the ground. Xie Xuanchen was very wary and didn't like people around at night, so they never had a maid to watch the night, and the entire Yulin Hall did not keep anyone. Mu Mingtang walked around the whole hall, but Xie Xuanchen was not seen.

It's strange, where did he go?

The maid outside watching the night vaguely saw the lights in the hall, and quietly stopped at the door and knocked: "Prince, Princess, are you awake?"

Mu Mingtang didn't want to say anything at all, but when he saw that the people outside were awake, he didn't cover up, and simply opened the door, and said, "It's me. Where is the lord?"

The maids who were watching the night were very surprised, and they knew that Xie Xuanchen had disappeared. Mu Mingtang knew that there was nothing wrong when he looked at their faces, too, if Xie Xuanchen really wanted to go out, even if someone was sleeping at the foot of the bed, he could leave quietly. Mu Mingtang, the person next to the pillow, doesn't know anything.

The maid followed Mu Mingtang looking around, and she was also scared: "The slave and maid will go and wake up others."

Suddenly, Mu Mingtang thought of something, raised his hand to stop the maid, thoughtfully: "You don't have to be a teacher. I should know where he is."

The maid didn't know, so she quickly wrapped Mu Mingtang in a cloak and followed Mu Mingtang with a lamp. Mu Mingtang's white cloak didn't look thick, but it was actually covered with fox's armpit hair. It was dense and warm, and it was very light when tied. After Mu Mingtang went out, he walked straight to the martial arts arena to the west. Sure enough, they had just approached when they heard violent bursts of air inside.

The two maids looked at each other, even if they hadn't seen it, they knew that the person inside must be the prince.

Mu Mingtang took the lantern in the maid's hand, waved to them, and said, "I'm fine here. You go back first, don't disturb others, I and the prince will be back in a moment."

The two maids dared to disagree, bowed their heads and saluted: "Yes."

Wearing a white cloak and carrying a palace lantern, Mu Mingtang slowly approached from the corridor. At this moment, Xie Xuanchen stood in the snow to practice sword in the martial arts field. His moves were swift and fierce, and every move was very ruthless.

It's not like practicing sword, it's more like venting.

Mu Mingtang didn't bother him, but accompanied him silently carrying a lamp. The sword is a gentleman in the army, but in Xie Xuanchen's hands, even the gentleman sword carries an indomitable murderous intent, violently open and close.

No wonder that when Mu Mingtang asked if the sword technique was his stunt, he said no. It turns out that he is good at many weapons, but the most unique is swordsmanship.

Such a sword is worthy of the king of all soldiers.

After Xie Xuanchen practiced a complete set of swordsmanship almost ventingly, he slammed the sword away and strode towards Mu Mingtang.

"Why did you come out on a cold day?"

"I won't see you when I woke up. I was worried about something wrong with you, so I came out to look for you." Mu Mingtang sighed and said, "You don't want to put everything into your heart. Today's court...not you alone. It can be reversed. Perhaps, it may not be that bad."

Xie Xuanchen smiled when he heard it. He walked fast and Mu Mingtang was able to speak. He had already walked to the side of the corridor. He casually threw the scabbard onto the wooden steps, reached out and lifted a jar of wine.

"I hope it's my unfounded worry." Xie Xuanchen still seemed to be in a bad mood. He leaned on the railing, opened the wine jar, and poured his head directly into his mouth. Mu Mingtang looked worried, put the lamp on the corridor, raised the corner of the skirt, and sat with him on the railing: "You feel bad in your heart, I can understand it. But your body is my hard work. I don't allow you to spoil your body."

Xie Xuanchen finally smiled upon hearing this: "Okay, I'll keep it for you."

Xie Xuanchen drank strong wine, and Mu Mingtang knew that his alcohol was not good enough, so he didn't drink with him at all, but just sat quietly with him. Seeing that the jars of wine placed here have bottomed out, Mu Mingtang felt that the amount was almost the same, and said: "It's almost done, you can't drink anymore, you will get drunk again."

Xie Xuanchen threw the empty wine jar on the snow, with a look of disregard: "How can I get drunk?"

"They are all mortal wombs, why don't you drink drunk?" Mu Mingtang wanted to stop him from drinking, but she didn't pay attention just now. She stood up like this and found several wine jars scattered behind the stone table opposite. empty.

Mu Mingtang was taken aback, and hurriedly went to see Xie Xuanchen, "Before I came, you had already had a lot of drinks?"

"Yeah." Xie Xuanchen admitted honestly, "I want to sweat when I drink alcohol."

Mu Mingtang took a deep breath and took Xie Xuanchen's hand apart from anything else. He was not allowed to touch the wine again: "You are crazy, you drink so much? You still dare to stay in the snow for so long after drinking, be careful tomorrow It's cold."

Xie Xuanchen still didn't feel that he was drunk, but when he stood up, he suddenly staggered. Mu Mingtang was taken aback, and hurriedly walked down the corridor to support him, screaming bitterly: "I also said that you are not drunk, can this make you not drunk?"

Mu Mingtang didn't dare to let Xie Xuanchen stay in the cold wind anymore. When the wine was hot, and the cold wind came out, he might have a headache tomorrow. Mu Mingtang hurriedly helped him to rest inside. Fortunately, the palace was big, and the martial arts venue was also equipped with a full set of lounges, all furnished and soft.

Mu Mingtang helped Xie Xuanchen to sit on the floor. Xie Xuanchen seemed to be really drunk. After sitting down, he directly propped his head and muttered, "So thirsty."

When Mu Mingtang heard this, he couldn't beat his anger: "Let you drink so much wine, let you blow the cold wind, now you know it's uncomfortable?"

Although Mu Mingtang said so, he immediately turned around to find him water. Although the furniture in Yanwutang is complete, but after all, the popularity is sparse, and the tea is not kept warm throughout the day like Yulintang. Mu Mingtang only found a pot of cold tea, and now he has no time to pay attention, so he quickly poured a cup to sober him up.

Mu Mingtang took a lot of effort to find water. When she walked back to the couch with tea, Xie Xuanchen was already leaning on it and fell asleep.

Mu Mingtang couldn't help but let go of the footsteps. She sat on the side of the collapse and said softly: "Get up and drink water first."

Xie Xuanchen did not respond. Mu Mingtang was afraid that he was thirsty, so he stretched out his hand to shake his arm: "Drink first, then sleep."

Mu Mingtang's hand just touched Xie Xuanchen's arm, and suddenly his wrist was held by someone, and then the sky was spinning, and Xie Xuanchen was back pressured to the ground.

Mu Mingtang didn't expect this at all. She screamed out of nowhere. The water in her hand was naturally spilled, and a lot of it was spilled on Mu Mingtang's collar. Her collar was soaked in an instant. .

Mu Mingtang was in shock, and immediately pushed Xie Xuanchen's chest after reacting: "What are you doing, the water has been spilled, let go!"

And Xie Xuanchen was determined to look at her with confusion in his eyes: "Who are you?"

He was really drunk, and he couldn't tell what eve was from today, only the instinctive reaction of his body remained.

Mu Mingtang was so angry that he gave him a hammer, still trying to sit up: "I am Mu Mingtang. Get out of the way, I want to get up."

Xie Xuanchen remained motionless, still pressing Mu Mingtang firmly, the confusion in his eyes was undiminished: "I don't know you. What are you doing?"

Mu Mingtang choked with anger when she heard him say that she didn't know her. She wanted to kick him away, but her legs were restrained by him, so she could only stare at him with her eyes: "You are thirsty and I will feed you. Water, you will avenge your grievances and spill all the water on me. I don’t care if you pretend to be drunk or really drunk. Get out of the way quickly. I want to change clothes."

Xie Xuanchen glanced back at the lone cup on the ground and realized that his water had been spilled. He is usually very bad, but he did not expect to react slowly and dull after being drunk.

"The water is gone." Xie Xuanchen muttered in a low voice. After speaking, he suddenly kissed Mu Mingtang's lips without warning, "There are more here."