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On the second day after returning from Peach Blossom Village in the suburbs of Beijing, Ye Xinghui went to Zhongpinghou's Mansion.

Chu Chen, the son of the Chu family, just came back from his family Zhongli a month ago, yesterday the mansion received a reply from Ye Xinghui, and now he came to greet him in person at the side door of the Hou mansion.

Although Chu Chen had already made enough mental preparations before, the moment he saw this proud son of heaven in front of the side door of the Hou Mansion, Chu Chen still felt a little ashamed.

The young man was dressed in a sky-blue brocade robe, with a folding fan in his left hand and a box in his right hand. He was walking towards him with a delicate face, and he walked towards him with an indescribably handsome vigor.

Young and heroic, majestic, a man from Kyushu, as it should be.

When Chu Chen glanced over, he couldn't see how far he was in martial arts, but felt that this person's inner strength was pure, and he was even more surprised.

With pearls and jade on my side, I feel that I am filthy, which is probably the case.

He made up his mind, walked forward, and greeted him with cupped hands: "I have heard of Young Master Ye's name for a long time from Chuchen in Xiazhong. When I saw him today, he is indeed handsome and talented."

Ye Xinghui put the fan in his waist, bowed back, and said politely: "Your Majesty's reputation is too high, Xinghui is ashamed and dare not take it." After finishing speaking, he put the gift box with both hands: "Small kindness, it's not a respect, but I hope you will accept it with a smile. "

Chu Chen quickly took it: "Young master, you are welcome", and led Xinghui to the mansion.

Ye Xinghui followed Chu Chen all the way to watch the pavilions and pavilions of the Zhongpinghou Mansion, and unknowingly came to Chu Hong, the head of the Chu family. There is another important matter, before I came to the imperial capital, my mother specially asked me to come and offer incense to my uncle, and asked Lord Hou to allow me."

After hearing Ye Xinghui's request, Chu Hong hesitated a little.

The master uncle Xing Huan spoke of was Ji Wushi, the biological mother of Chu Heng, Chu Xin, and Chu Yan.

Ji Wushi was originally a martial artist, but he lost his cultivation and his spiritual bones for some reason. Because of his beauty, he was accepted by Chu Hong as his concubine.

Not long after entering the door, Chu Heng was born. Chu Heng had a serious illness when he was two years old, and has been weak since then.

Ji Wushi couldn't help it. Seeing that his son was about to die early, when Chu Heng was about to turn four years old, he had no choice but to ask for help from his senior sister who used to practice martial arts. Maybe it could give Chu Heng a chance.

After the elder Mu Xiyun of Lishan Mountain came to visit, the Chu family knew that this Ji Wu clan was also a teacher of Lishan Mountain.

The children of the aristocratic family are all guided by their own family to practice, and there are few teachers from other places. However, when Chu Heng was three years old, he did not show his spiritual bones, and he was weak and sick. He thought that maybe he would go to Lishan Mountain, and there would be a way to continue the life of this child. Hiroshi agreed.

From then on, Chu Heng was taken to Lishan Mountain, and he didn't officially leave his teacher until he was 20 years old.

Not long after Mu Xiyun took the four-year-old Chu Heng away, Ji Wushi gave birth to twins, Chu Xin and Chu Yan, two sisters and brothers, but it was difficult to give birth, their vitality was severely damaged, and they had been ill for many years. When the two siblings of the dragon and the phoenix were five years old, they finally passed away.

At that time, Chu Heng was ten years old, and Mu Xiyun only brought him back to attend his mother's funeral, and immediately took him back after the funeral.

Therefore, Chu Heng and Chu Xin and Chu Yan are not very close.

As for Xinghui and their two siblings, they are even more distant and have never seen each other.

It's just that Ye Xinghui came to pay homage to his master uncle Ji Wushi this time, and the implication was that he wanted to see the two siblings. Chu Hong hesitated for a moment, then ordered someone to bring Chu Xin and Chuyan over, and Xinghui Go to worship together.

This was the first time Ye Xinghui saw their two siblings.

Chu Xin's eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Chu Heng's, very charming, but the respectful expression unnaturally reveals a bit of perseverance that is rarely seen in girls.

Also, her mother died early, her elder brother left home, and her younger brother was in poor health. In a big family like the Chu family, if she didn't stand up, the servants below could bully their siblings.

Chu Yan looks more like his father, Chu Hong, but his eyes are not at all like Chu Hong's, they are very beautiful, and he presumably inherited from his mother.

Xinghui smiled at the two of them, saluted each other, and put incense sticks on Ji Wushi's tablet together.

Xinghui had never met Ji Wushi, and when this uncle passed away, he was only four or five years old.However, to have a child like Senior Brother Chu, she is an extraordinary woman.

After paying homage to Ji Wushi, Xinghui and Chu Xin and Chuyan came out together.

Going around the corridor, the three of them took a rest in the small pavilion beside the lotus pond in the mansion.

Xinghui opened his mouth first: "I was supposed to come to worship my uncle yesterday, but I just arrived in the imperial capital the day before yesterday, so I was in a hurry. It happened that Mr. Su from Yingguo Duke's mansion came to invite me, so I was delayed for a day. I also invited my brothers and sisters." Don't blame me."

Chu Xin poured a cup of tea for him, with a decent smile on his face: "Young Master, you are being polite. The Young Master is willing to condescend to come here. My aunt's spirit in the sky must be grateful. It's just that my brother and I are from the family, and we dare not trust you The young master said senior brother senior sister."

She was in the Chu family and was struggling.

My mother passed away too early, Ji Wu had a minor surname, and my mother was alone. After her death, of course, she did not have the protection of her mother's family.My brother Chu Heng was in Lishan again, he hadn't returned for more than ten years, he wasn't close, he seemed like a stranger when we met.Her younger brother Chu Yan was weak since she was a child, and she and Chu Yan depended on each other for life. They didn't dare to take an extra step or say a word along the way, so they had to be careful in everything.Because of the word "shu", I dare not make mistakes.

She knew in her heart that Ye Xinghui called Chu Yan and her senior brother and sister because her mother had some relationship with Lishan Mountain, and because her brother Chu Heng was a teacher of Lishan Mountain.

Ye Xinghui gave her and Chu Yan enough face, and she accepted his affection in her heart, but she couldn't respond directly.

With so many servants in the mansion nearby watching, the young master of Lishan had never lowered his posture so low in front of his eldest son Chu Chen, so how could she hold her up in front of him.

Ye Xinghui was as good as he was, and changed his words: "Miss Chu, Mr. Chu."

Chu Xin nodded in agreement, and glanced at Xinghui gratefully.

"Yesterday, I went to the outskirts of Beijing with the prince of South Korea and Mr. Su of Yingguo's mansion. Brother Chu also came together."

Hearing Xinghui mentioning his elder brother Chu Heng, Chu Xin's expression moved slightly, but it was only for a moment before he became a decent and generous lady again.

It was Chu Yan who asked, "Brother, how is he?"

Chu Xin glanced at her younger brother, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Xinghui picked up the fan and tapped his palm lightly: "Brother, he is very good. He heard that I was coming to the Hou's Mansion yesterday, and he specifically mentioned the two of you."

"Yes, that's good." Chu Xin stood up with a calm expression, as if she didn't want to talk more about it: "Young master, my father hosted a banquet for you in the front hall, I will take you there."

Xinghui nodded, said nothing more, got up and followed.

Passing through the Chuihua Gate, Chu Xin dismissed the maids and servants who followed her all the way, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Young master, my brother...he...is not qualified, and there are many masters in the Wuying Hall. Go out to the same door, take care of me."

The girl lowered her head, couldn't see her expression clearly, her voice was barely audible, but Xinghui heard every word.

Xinghui nodded solemnly: "Miss Chu, don't worry, he is my senior brother."

A meal was enjoyed by the host and guests.

After leaving Chu's house, Xinghui lost the mood to continue wandering around.

He will face the Holy Spirit after a while, so he has to make preparations first.

This time, entering the palace probably means entering the Hall of Martial Heroes. In the month since I came out of Lishan Mountain, I only cared about playing and being lazy, and didn't do anything.

Everyone who drank tea said that he was the worst among the three first-grade prefectures in Kyushu.

He has been at the peak of He Dao for a few months, and he has to hurry up and break through into Guiyi Realm, so as not to lose Li Shan's face in the Hall of Martial Arts, and he is still in front of Chu Heng, which is ugly when he thinks about it.

At that time, I'm afraid that his father will sigh when he hears about it.If Ye Shuli was sent to laugh at him in a fit of anger, it would be over.

Xinghui thought wildly, and returned to Wangshiju without knowing it.

As soon as he entered the door, the person in charge walked towards him and said respectfully: "Young master, there is news from the palace that you will enter the palace to face the saint in three days."

Well, this time, I'm afraid I really lose face of the Eastern Capital Realm Lord.

The author says:

Xinghui (hun, the second tone), "Hun" means beautiful jade.