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125 Keiko Betrayed His Father

Two Japanese warriors led Ning Zhiyuan, An Yichen, Le Yan and Wen Shixuan into the Japanese Incense Club.

In the courtyard of the Japan Incense Club, there was a big red felt carpet, on which there were Japanese-style desks. Xiao Yataro sat kneeling behind the desks in traditional Japanese clothes, looking at everyone with a smile.

The three of them stepped onto the felt blanket and sat down cross-legged behind the preset guest seats.

Wen Shixuan: "Mr. Xiaoya, let's get straight to the point! How is my son?"

Xiao Yataro: "Your son is very good. I told the nanny that the child must gain at least a catty of flesh in a month. If there is a loss of a tael, I will cut a tael of flesh from her to make up for it."

Wen Shixuan's expression froze: "Listen to Mr. Xiao Yataro, are you going to keep my son by your side forever?"

Xiao Yataro still had a relaxed tone: "How long your son will stay in Japan Xianghui does not depend on me, but on Young Master Ning and Young Master Wen!"

An Yichen, Ning Zhiyuan and Wen Shixuan looked at each other.

An Yichen: "Tell me, what do you want? What benefits do you want from our local incense?"

Xiao Yataro lowered his head and smiled, "I have always had a wish, that is, to win the gold cup of "No. [-] Fragrance in the World" at the Wan Guo Incense Competition..."

Ning Zhiyuan said flatly: "Then we wish Mr. Xiaoya Taro a new breakthrough in refining incense, and he can achieve his wish smoothly."

Xiao Yataro: "Hehe, thank you for your blessings. You are all outstanding talents in the Chinese incense refining industry. Now you have put aside all grievances and united as one. Is there a stronger research and development team than you? With you refining incense for me, I am relieved."

An Yichen's eyes darkened: "You mean, you want us to make the best incense in the world for you, and then exchange the incense for your children?"

Xiao Yataro's face suddenly turned cold: "Yes! You Chinese are really cunning, and I don't want to bother with you any more! After three months, you will either exchange incense for the child, or come to replace the poor Collect the corpse, little guy!"

Ning Zhiyuan and the others froze.

Suddenly there was a cry of a baby in the Xianghui, accompanied by the sound of fighting.The veiled Xiaoya Huizi held a swaddling baby in one hand and a gun in the other, and rushed out of the incense meeting while fighting with several samurai.

As soon as Xiaoya Huizi met everyone, she anxiously shouted: "Quick! Mr. Yichen, catch the child!"

Xiaoya Keiko threw the baby in her arms into the air with all her might.Xiaoya Taro and An Yichen jumped up at the same time, grabbing the swaddle in the air.Wen Shixuan and Ning Zhiyuan also jumped up at the same time, and rushed towards Xiaoya Taro.Ning Zhiyuan and Wen Shixuan successfully stopped Xiao Yataro, and fought several times in the air, Xiao Yataro lost to them and fell to the ground.

After Xiaoya Huizi was thrown out of her swaddle, a warrior cut her leg, and she staggered to the ground. The veil was also scraped off by the blade, revealing Xiaoya Huizi's ugly face covered with red rashes.

Seeing this, Le Yan hurried over to help Xiaoya Huizi.

After An Yichen snatched the swaddling baby, he swept up Xiaoya Huizi's penis with one foot, and skillfully drew the knife in a circle in front of him to force the rushing warrior away. Call: "Shixuan!"

Ning Zhiyuan quickly returned to defense, protecting An Yichen at the rear, Wen Shixuan turned around and swept away the culled warriors, and rushed back to pick up the baby in An Yichen's hands.

boom!boom!

Two quick gunshots rang out, and the two Japanese warriors fell to the ground. Ning Zhiyuan stretched out his gun and scanned the rest of the warriors present, "Come! Whoever is not afraid of death will come!"

The two shot warriors were still squirming on the ground, and the other warriors looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to step forward.

Ning Zhiyuan: "Shixuan, take the child away, hurry up!"

Wen Shixuan glanced at An Yichen worriedly, An Yichen signaled to go first, Wen Shixuan hugged the baby tightly, and gritted his teeth: "Be careful!"

Seeing Wen Shixuan running away with the baby in his arms, the leader of the warriors raised their knives to kill him. Ning Zhiyuan turned his gun and pointed at him and shouted: "Stop!"

Koya Taro rushed out and stood in front of the samurai: "Stop! Everyone stop!"

The warriors stopped.

Koya Taro clutched his injured chest, and looked at Koya Keiko with hatred: "Keiko! I never thought you would betray me again, I am so disappointed!"

Xiao Yahuizi knelt down to Xiao Ya Taro: "Father, why can't we live in peace with the local incense households and jointly carry forward the way of incense?"

Koya Taro: "Absurd! How can our Yamato nation make friends with these low-level Chinese? They are only worthy of being our slaves!"

Xiaoya Huizi raised her head: "If that's the case, why are you forcing me to marry Ning Zhiyuan?"

Xiao Yataro: "That's just a deal! If you poison Ning Zhiyuan to death according to my order, now the entire Ning family's property will be ours! But you, you are actually moved by the so-called friendship of these Chinese people!"

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Xiaoya Taro in shock, and then at Xiaoya Huizi.

Xiaoya Huizi: "Father, love is the same as incense, regardless of ethnicity or national boundaries! This is the biggest gain I have gained from my visit to China this time! I have such insights, and the fragrance I made is even more wonderful than before!"

"The fragrance you make is so wonderful, can it heal your face? Look at your current appearance." Xiao Yataro pointed at An Yichen: "Do you think this Chinese man will take a fancy to you like this? Which man doesn't By appearance?"

Xiaoya Huizi was stunned, and lowered her head to cover the rash all over her face.

An Yichen excitedly said: "Keiko, I said before, appearance is only temporary! In my heart, you will always be as beautiful as a cherry blossom!"

Ning Zhiyuan was startled, turned his head to look at An Yichen, and then at Xiaoya Huizi.

Xiaoya Taro: "Keiko, don't listen to the sweet words of this Chinese man. If he is sincere to you, he will try his best to heal your face! But you Chinese friends are willing to give you the real fragrance ?"

Xiaoya Huizi looked at Ning Zhiyuan with a questioning look.

Ning Zhiyuan was still chewing on An Yichen's words, when he was asked suddenly, he paused and said, "Keiko, about Xiangpu, I will give you an explanation when we return to Wenfu safely!"

Don't want this hesitation, but was caught by Xiaoya Taro, and said with a smirk: "Keiko, listen! Don't believe their excuses! Until now he still hasn't agreed to you directly, they don't regard you as a friend at all, don't be stupid again No! The giri they showed to you was just to use you!"

"I...!" Ning Zhiyuan wanted to justify a few words, but he knew that what he said now would only be more self-deprecating, so he simply didn't say anything, and just stared at Xiaoya Taro angrily.

Xiaoya Huizi looked at An Yichen with a complicated expression, then at Ning Zhiyuan, and finally her eyes stayed on Le Yan.

Xiaoya Huizi and Le Yan looked at each other with complex emotions intertwined in their eyes.

Xiaoya Taro threw the dagger at Xiaoya Huizi's feet: "Keiko, you are my only daughter! But what you are doing now has broken the bottom line that I, a father, can bear! Now you have two ways, One is to repent and make a clean break with these so-called Chinese friends, then we will still be father and daughter; the other is to commit seppuku/suicide to apologize to the Emperor!"

As soon as Xiao Yataro stopped speaking, Le Yan immediately changed into a look of astonishment and resentment, scanning Xiao Yataro and Xiao Ya Keiko back and forth.

Xiaoya Huizi put her hands on the belt, where the essence bottle that Leyan gave her was lying quietly. Xiaoya Huizi's drooping head dripped tears, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she picked it up on the ground. □□, raised his hands vigorously.

Le Yan cried out in shock: "Sister Huizi!"

puff!The sound of the blade cutting through flesh, but Xiaoya Huizi didn't feel any pain.

An Yichen, who came a step late, hastily removed the knife from Xiaoya Huizi's hand.

Xiaoya Huizi looked at the scene in front of her in astonishment, Le Yan knelt beside her, her hands were already stained with bright red blood.

Le Yan held the blood gushing out in both hands, and she trembled and sprinkled a few drops of vermilion on the smooth white cypress floor, but she didn't seem to feel the pain in her hand, and said with a smile: "Sister Huizi... don't be stupid, We, we still have to mix incense together! I will, I will find a way to cure you! You believe me!"

Xiaoya Huizi shook her head with tears on her face, took out a handkerchief and pressed it on Le Yan's wound: "No! Le Yan, you...why you...you silly boy...if your hand is broken, how do you still make fragrance? How do you grow flowers? I don't deserve it... I don't deserve you to treat me like this... Le Yan, you just let me commit suicide and apologize! I have nowhere to go!"

Le Yan endured the pain and held Huizi's hand, and said loudly: "Who said that! There is no unparalleled road! You come back with me! Live with me, live with me, from now on, we will be companions together, Never separate!"

Le Yan was already trembling with excitement after speaking

An Yichen also took out the handkerchief, handed it to Keiko to let her do emergency treatment for Le Yan, and said: "Yes, Hui Zi, come to Wenfu! I will also take care of you as my own sister, you and Le Yan Let’s blend fragrance carefree every day!”

Xiaoya Taro chuckled twice: "Keiko, did you hear that? How many times have you defied me for this Chinese man, and now you only get one sentence as your younger sister! I will keep you in the backyard without even giving you a title." You! Hahaha! Is this the giri you said?"

Ning Zhiyuan couldn't bear Xiao Yataro's repeated ridicule, and said: "He won't give it, I will! You accepted my Ning family's betrothal gift! It's just a pass!"

Xiaoya Taro: "Ning Zhiyuan, you've changed too fast, right? You just said you didn't recognize my father-in-law two days ago, and now you're going to marry Keiko again?"

Ning Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Oh! What I said was the truth! It was true that I wasn't married at that time!"

Xiaoya Taro sneered: "Keiko, I still remember that this man has to observe filial piety for three years and cannot marry. I think Ning Zhiyuan will be fine if he leaves this school, right?"

Ning Zhiyuan was startled, he was blocked by what he said, he gritted his teeth angrily and looked at An Yichen, winking frequently.

An Yichen looked at Ning Zhiyuan in surprise, his face changed a few times, and finally Ning Zhiyuan gave him a hard look, so he could only straighten his face and said to Xiao Yataro: "You Japanese and our Chinese have similar marriage traditions. Husband, if Huizi marries me, he should listen to my husband!" An Yichen helped Xiaoya Huizi: "Huizi, marry me, I will be your husband from now on, listen to me, you don't have to pay attention to your father order!"

Both Xiaoya Huizi and Le Yan looked at An Yichen in surprise, and then turned their heads to look at Ning Zhiyuan, Ning Zhiyuan gave them a thumbs up with a smile.

Le Yan reacted first, pushed Xiaoya Huizi into An Yichen's arms with her elbow, and said with a smile, "That's great! Sister Huizi! You will be my sister-in-law from now on! We can get tired of mixing fragrances together every day." Already!"

Xiaoya Huizi lay on An Yichen's body to understand, and smiled through tears: "Mr. Yichen!"

An Yichen hugged Xiaoya Huizi, showing a gentle smile.

Ning Zhiyuan took a look, but his complexion was not good, but someone's complexion was even worse, Xiao Yataro trembled with anger: "Keiko, from now on, you and my father and daughter will never give up!"

Ning Zhiyuan felt that it was time to make a comeback, and it was time to end it with a handsome and cruel word, so he said arrogantly: "Mr. Compete!"