Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

"Young man, he is warlike, and he wants to compete with dad for a while."

"Father agreed to teach him two tricks, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he kept a few percent of his strength, but he didn't want to be too big and get hurt by him instead."

"But you don't have to worry. It's just a small injury. You don't even need to apply medicine. It will heal itself in a few days."

Xiao Man was slightly taken aback:

"Master Yu is a disciple of Old Sword Master Yu?"

Under the mask, Du Heng looked helpless.

He said so much in one breath, but why did my daughter seem to only hear the word "Jiang Qingyu"?

"Yeah, that kid is really lucky!"

"Master is a star, brother is a star, even the future father-in-law is still a star..."

"It's as if all the stars in the world are revolving around him alone!"

Du Heng couldn't help being amazed.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that his original intention of coming to Ziyanyuan this time was to assassinate Jiang Qingyu, so as to force Yan Luo to show up and seize his inheritance.

On the side, Xiaoman blushed and muttered in a low voice:

"It's Xiaoman's good luck to meet the young master!"

"..."

A trace of sourness appeared in Du Heng's heart:

"You, it's hopeless!"

"By the way, what about the kid? The old man is here, why don't you come out to pay a visit?"

Xiaoman looked distressed:

"Young master went to sleep and returned to the cage. Beidi and his party exhausted him, and he slept for ten hours in a row yesterday..."

"Ten hours? Still sleeping in the cage?"

Du Heng was trembling with anger:

"He sleeps all day, but leaves his daughter in the yard to do the work of servants?"

"It just doesn't make sense!"

"Daughter, you are not pretending to be a maid to cultivate feelings, you are clearly a widow!"

"No, I want to drag him off the bed and ask him if he really cares about you!"

Xiaoman said with a straight face:

"You are not allowed to speak ill of the young master!"

"You are not allowed to disturb his sleep!"

"well!"

Du Heng was very helpless about her daughter's elbow turning outward:

"I won't drag him, I will wait for him here and see how long he will sleep!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Luqi and the second daughter Duyou who were trembling behind the kitchen door, and nodded in a friendly way:

"Are the two girls cooking?"

"I can already smell the aroma of the food. If it is convenient, can I have an extra pair of chopsticks for dinner?"

The second daughter, who had some vague guesses about Du Heng's identity, immediately put on a flattered look, faltering and saying:

"Yes, yes."

……

at the same time.

Jiang Qingyu lay on the couch, smiling wryly.

It is true that he won today's sparring, and he also let out a sigh of relief for the King of the North.

however……

In this battle, Du Heng, the number one host, was seriously injured, but he also paid a heavy price.

That destructive one finger consumed [-]% of the incense and vows he had accumulated earlier!

"Without the power of incense and fire, the yin body is only equivalent to an early star picking star."

"But if you have the inexhaustible power of incense, maybe..."

"Isn't it impossible to fight in the Dragon Raising Realm?"

Jiang Qingyu looked to the south, a sharpness flashed in her eyes.

After this battle, he felt more and more necessary to talk to Liu Jie about getting a share of Beidi's incense.

"This time in Beijing..."

"No one can stop me from bringing my mother and elder brother back!"

……

On this day, Jiang Qingyu didn't make Du Heng wait too long.

Less than half an hour later, he walked out of the room.

At that time, Du Heng was looking for a chair to sit by the fish pond, closing his eyes and recuperating.

After hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Xiao Man, who had been staring at the bedroom, ran out of the kitchen first, took his son's arm, pulled him to Du Heng, and introduced:

"Young master, this is my old man!"

"Old man, this is His Royal Highness!"

Jiang Qingyu cupped her hands in a salute, without revealing any flaws on her face:

"Qingyu has seen Uncle."

Du Heng sighed helplessly.

"Women don't stay in college."

"His Royal Highness, I don't know when my daughter will become the Imperial Concubine?"

"It's not like my little princess, who is full of flowers, wants to be your maid and concubine for rejecting the prince of the North, right?"

Jiang Qingyu said sincerely:

"Of course not."

"I've planned a long time ago that the position of Princess Concubine belongs to Xiao Man, but she is still young..."

Du Heng interrupted immediately:

"Age is not a problem."

"Why don't you make a marriage arrangement for the two of you today, and when she turns eighteen, you two will get married immediately, how about that?"

Chapter 2 The fifth innate product is not actually called raising a dragon

"Success, get married?"

Xiaoman's pretty face flushed, and she took a peek at Jiang Qingyu.

I have to say that my son is really good-looking.

When I gave up the assassination back then, apart from the other party showing a gentle and kind side, there may not be some reasons why I couldn't do it because I saw someone handsome.

"uncle."

Jiang Qingyu sighed softly:

"I have no objection to engagement, it's just..."

"I hope to take it easy and wait until I take Xiaoman to the capital to meet my mother and elder brother before we make a marriage agreement."

"They have been in Beijing as pledges for 12 years, and there is no hope of their return. I will probably not be able to drink the wedding wine when I get married in the future. Taking advantage of this time when the eldest son enters Beijing, it is just in time for them to drink the engagement wine."

"Son..."

Xiaoman held Jiang Qingyu's hand with a distressed look on his face.

Du Heng sighed and nodded slightly:

"Forget it, it's rare that you have such filial piety, so just wait another month."

"only……"

"There is a customary rule in the rivers and lakes. If you don't enter the capital if you pick up the stars, I won't be able to drink your engagement wine at that time. I can only let you drink a few more glasses with you today."

Jiang Qingyu pretended to be surprised:

"Abstaining from the stars and not entering the capital?"

"Uncle is in the Star Reaching Realm, so aren't you the one who is full of flowers... the number one landlord?"

Du Heng looked proud, blowing his beard and staring:

"Why, doesn't it look like it?"

indeed……

Not like.

Jiang Qingyu observed the other party.

Du Heng looked like a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s, with an ordinary appearance, neither handsome nor ugly.

Unlike when they fought in the sky just now, his demeanor is not cold or gloomy, nor is he arrogant and arrogant, but instead gives people a kind and amiable feeling.

Put on the mask, take off

I don't know if it's a disguise, or he already has two faces.

"picture!"

"Uncle, at a glance, he is a man with hands and eyes!"

Jiang Qingyu complimented with a smile.

"Haha, it's still you who can talk!"

Du Heng patted his shoulder:

"Let's go, the food is almost ready, we must drink a few more glasses today!"

……

An hour later.

"Tsk, girl, your husband is not good at drinking!"

"Your father and I are the best!"

On the wine table, Du Heng, who drank Jiang Qingyu and lay down, put on a mask arrogantly. At the same time, his temperament suddenly changed, and he returned to his original ruthless side.

"Father is gone, remember to go home and have a look as soon as possible, your master is still waiting for you!"

"Father... is waiting for you at home."

Du Heng rubbed Xiaoman's head, gave a fond smile, then hesitated for a moment, took out a bloody jade tablet from his bosom and stuffed it into Jiang Qingyu's hand:

"This is the token of the No.30 seventh landlord, and it is a congratulatory gift for your engagement in advance!"

"..."

Xiaoman's expression was complicated.

As we all know, Huamanlou has a total of 36 landlords, but few people know that, in addition, there is a No.30 seventh landlord.

Possessing the same power as the top ten landlords, but not having to accept tasks for Huamanlou to assassinate the target, he only needs to promise to help Huamanlou when he is in distress. He is considered a special guest minister.

In other words, with this identity, Jiang Qingyu can mobilize Huamanlou's killers for her own use in the future.