Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

In the past, Kong Chengren liked to brag to her when he had nothing to do, and he said that his daughter was so good, she was proficient in everything, including piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she knew how to play western games.

Soon, melodious music sounded, and everyone realized that there was a gramophone next to it.

Unexpectedly, the Kong family, which calls for slaves and maidservants, actually has these things.

Kong Chengren showed a smug smile on his face, his daughter is so outstanding and her brain is still alive, it would be a pity if she didn't cultivate her well.

Ji Xiuyuan became interested, and soon, a slender and tall figure appeared in front of everyone.

The girl is all white, wearing a white veil skirt that reaches to the knees, a tights with sleeves on her upper body, her black hair is coiled up, and there are two smart feathers on her temples. She has no little feet, but she is wearing lace-up shoes. Still exquisite and beautiful.

Xiang Xi was slightly surprised, it was ballet?

What a surprise.

As far as she knew, such a dance had to be practiced when she was young, otherwise when she grew up, her bones would become hard and she would not be able to dance.

She couldn't help but glance at Kong Chengren, she still had this brain.

Xiang Xi watched it with gusto, but Ji Xiuyuan found it dull.

Ballet, as early as when I traveled to country F when I was young, I had already seen the most authentic ones, but now this one is simply unbearable.

She glanced at Xiang Xi slightly from the side, but she was very happy to see it.

"My little girl has learned this ballet since she was a child. I heard that the young marshal went abroad when he was young. I don't know if it's still eye-catching?" Kong Chengren saw that it was almost time, and asked aloud as he lay down on his stomach.

At this time, they would usually say something similar to praise. After all, everyone who had seen their daughter dancing before was amazed, so the Young Marshal should be no exception.

But Ji Xiuyuan didn't seem to want to praise him at all.

"So-so." He said with some dignity.

Kong Zhixing raised his head straight away, with a bit of indignation in his eyes, what is so-so, whoever saw her sister did not praise her repeatedly.

Kong Chengren has been paying attention to this incomprehensible son, and when he saw his reaction, he immediately turned his head and gave him a glare.

Kong Zhixing had no choice but to be reluctant and silent.

At the end of the song, Kong Panzhen bent her head, revealing her slender snow neck, like a graceful white swan.

There was no applause around, Kong Panzhen raised her head, glanced at the top of the table, turned around and went down to change clothes without stopping.

Waiting to appear, she became the young lady in the water blue cheongsam again.

"Daddy." She walked over and said affectionately.

Then his eyes fell on Ji Xiuyuan, with a little bit of sadness.

"Very good." Kong Chengren patted her hand and comforted her.

After tossing and tossing all morning, it soon came to noon, and there was a table full of delicacies for lunch. Xiang Xi ate happily, but Ji Xiuyuan didn't have much appetite.

Kong Chengren was terrified, but Lin Feng couldn't stand it anymore, so he reminded him aloud that the young marshal likes something bland.

After dinner, it was the theater troupe in the afternoon.

Dongjiaban is a well-known theater troupe in Suizhou, and they love to invite even decent families. Usually, even if the theater is open, the tickets are expensive, but the seats are always full.

The Kong family had invited many times before, but this time when they heard that there was still a young marshal, the other party immediately pushed back the schedule and agreed.

It sang about a drunken concubine, babbling, tactfully and smoothly.

As expected of a well-known team in Suizhou, the Danjiao dressed as a noble concubine is really lifelike, but Ji Xiuyuan has no interest.

He has seen Xiang Xi several times, and she seems to be very happy.

The young marshal who did not receive much attention felt upset, looked at Kong Panzhen who was still sitting behind Kong Chengren, and said directly, "You sit here."

Everyone present was startled, there was Secretary Xiang next to the young commander, let's sit here, where should he sit?

Xiang Xi stood up uncertainly, and didn't hear Ji Xiuyuan's objection. After the initial brief stunned, Kong Panzhen slowly moved over and gently sat in Xiang Xi's seat.

It is also impossible for Xiang Xi to sit in Kong Panzhen's seat, because the Kong family is all over there.

So I had no choice but to stand behind together with Lin Feng.

Speaking of which, Lin Feng also looked confused, could it be that the master has taken a fancy to this Miss Kong?What about Secretary Xiang, who the brothers bet on privately?

Do you want to hug left and right?

Lin Feng was thinking wildly, but Xiang Xi didn't. She could receive several baskets of glances from Kong Panzhen along the way, not to mention Ji Xiuyuan.

"Young commander, are you thirsty? I'll pour you tea." Kong Panzhen said softly.

Ji Xiuyuan nodded, and she filled the cup with tea without making a sound.

Then I took another small kumquat and began to peel it little by little.

While peeling, he said, "This little kumquat is only sweet at this time of the year. It was specially transplanted by daddy from the south. You should try it, young man."

The thin voice was not harsh, on the contrary it was very gentle. After saying this, his body slightly turned to the direction of Young Marshal Ji.

Seeing the crystal clear and plump orange petals being delivered to the young commander's mouth, Kong Chengren was sweating, this girl is too bold.

But Kong Panzhen didn't think so. Ever since the young marshal asked her to sit beside her, it was already a signal. Now that he made this move, if he lost, he would be driven away and ignored. If he won, it meant he would go one step further.

Ji Xiuyuan listened intently, Xiang Xi's breathing behind him didn't change at all, that is to say, his mood didn't change?

Hehe, two days ago, he said that he was happy and lucky to meet him, so he doesn't care so much?

People are selfish, they always want to have more, if they don't care now, it only shows that what they said at the beginning was false.

Thinking of this result, Ji Xiuyuan's anger increased even more.

Opening his mouth, he put the slice of orange in his mouth.

It doesn't count if you eat it, and you even teased, "Miss Kong's oranges are very sweet."

Although the tone was flat, it was enough to make the jaws of all the people around the Governor's Mansion drop. This... is this going to be accepted?

Xiang Xi was a little depressed when she saw it. She jumped up and reached out to catch it. She was really speechless.

All of a sudden, it didn't mean anything.

"Young commander, I want to go out to catch my breath." Xiang Xi whispered.

Ji Xiuyuan nodded, without speaking, he was swallowing an orange petal.

Lin Feng looked at this and that, although he has been inspired a little recently, he is not so puzzled anymore.

But what is going on now is still a little uncertain.

After Xiang Xi left, Ji Xiuyuan took a look at Kong Panzhen, and this was the first time he looked at her squarely since he came.

But in those bottomless eyes, there was no warmth, no charm, only a cold light of warning.

The orange petal that Kong Panzhen was holding fell to the ground immediately.

No one noticed this little move, and Kong Chengren was on the other side, so he didn't see it either.

Soon, the play came to an end.