The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 498 Merchant female who was murdered for money (48)

  Murong Yanran was stunned. Originally, she just thought that Duan Feiyang was handsome on the outside, but she didn’t expect that this young brother was not only golden on the outside, but also so talented inside.

   "Naturally, it was done for a girl. Seeing such a fairy sister, she just improvised poetry, which made the girl laugh."

Duan Feiyang leaned against the green bamboo gracefully, smiling like a bright moon in his arms.

  He used these conveniences provided by the Winner of Life system before, and they are just famous verses from the ages. Anyway, no one has verified where these verses came from. How can a woman not like a lover who is so arrogant?

  What’s more, for such a talented prince, the beauty in his mouth is still himself, which of course can cause those beautiful women to chase their hearts!

  ……

   Originally, Murong Yanran looked at Duan Feiyang only with a sense of gratitude. At this moment, hearing Duan Feiyang plagiarize Li Bai's poem, she only felt that she was caught in a red rope by Yue Lao.

  In the past, the empress also deliberately brought Murong Yanran to meet a few good men, but Murong Yanran had never felt at this moment.

  Her heart is pounding, and the eyes of the black and white deer are full of stars. All of them worship and admire Duan Feiyang.

   "Big brother, you are so amazing, improvisational poetry can have such amazing talents. The men I have met before have also claimed to be literary masters, but they are not as good as your big brother."

When the princess    spoke, the beautiful lips of Haitang were in his line of sight, and the young girls were just a little bit delicate and beautiful than young girls.

  Duan Fei raised his throat slightly, and wanted to kiss her lips at this moment, wanting to see if it was what he had imagined.

  However, his face is restrained. After all, Duan Feiyang still understands the principle of long-line fishing. Murong Yanran has a special status. Ye Wan'er is noble enough as the daughter of the prime minister, but she can't punish the nine families.

  But Murong Yanran is different. If the current saint knows that a man who has a marriage contract is tempted by the current princess, I am afraid that thunder will be furious.

So Duan Feiyang is not in a hurry. You have to let Murong Yanran slowly develop a good impression on him, and it’s better to let Murong Yanran give herself to her like Ye Wan'er. It would be better if there was a half-and-a-half daughter in her stomach. NS.

  In that way, even if the sage is angry again, for the sake of this child, he will be open to what he has done.

  ……

  Duan Feiyang is the most scheming. He smiled at Murong gracefully, without the slightest arrogance that young men often see on his face.

  "The fairy sister is absurdly praised, and Xiaosheng’s poetry talent is nothing but mediocre. In the poetry school, the most important thing is to have a confidant and cherish each other. What does other vulgar names have to do with me?"

Duan Feiyang would definitely ask for a nickname for the new prey after he was so ostentatious and self-effacing, but at this moment, Duan Feiyang didn’t want to exchange names with Murong Yanran, so he kept a little bit of mystery. It's better to chase the princess.

  ……

   And Duan Feiyang, a person who is indifferent to utilitarianism and only seeks acquaintances, stood up, and Murong Yanran was even more shocked. I don’t know what year it is today.

  She used to think that the best young man she had ever met was her own form, Murong Chen, but Murong Shizi was so arrogant and arrogant.

  The girl murmured blankly, thinking that Duan Feiyang had previously called herself Duan Mou, she expected to speak Ai Ai.

   "Brother Duan, can Yanran be your soulmate?"

"Of course."

   "Is the original fairy sister named Yanran? Yanran looked around in the crowd, and the color of the world is like dust. Sister Yanran just looked back, and it is indeed the color of the sixth palace fan."

  Duan Feiyang's casual sentence is a famous sentence from the past. After being praised for his beauty one after another, Murong Yanran is also a little airy.

  Naturally, she was born good-looking, but in the past, no one had ever praised her with such good-sounding verses.

   Murong Yanran bit the corner of her lip.

   "I...I'm going back, otherwise my family will be anxious, Brother Duan, after a while it will be the Beijing Lantern Festival, then I was coming to Fengtai Temple to have fun with you, OK?"

  Beijing Lantern Festival, once a year, is usually the best node for affectionate men and women to express their feelings to each other. The time is just seven days later. Murong Yanran had long wanted to go out to see the palace at that time, but the empress did not allow it.

   Seeing Duan Feiyang at this moment, she has one more reason to want to go out of the palace.

  ——It’s a big deal, then sneak out.

  Murong Yanran secretly thought like this in her heart.

  At this moment, the voice of the guards calling her came from outside the wall. Those people didn't call the princess in order not to be too public. They shouted where the young lady was. Murong Yanran was determined, and smiled at Duan Feiyang.

   "My guard is calling me, Brother Duan, we will see you later!"

  Speaking, the girl quickly ran out of the temple.

  Murong Yanran started to feel annoyed until she ran out of the temple. She seemed to have forgotten to ask Duan Feiyang's name.

  But it doesn’t matter, this encounter with Duan Feiyang is just like meeting the beautiful lady in the playbook, and Murong Yanran feels that retaining a little sense of mystery in this way seems very beautiful.

  But Duan Feiyang saw that Murong Yanran had left, and immediately began to inquire about the winner system in life.

  "Life winner system, how is the princess's affection for me? She won't let me dove when the lantern is displayed, right?"

   "Just now the princess's favorability for you has risen from 60 to 80, and then stopped at about 75. She will definitely not run. Don't worry."

  Most ancient women were very supportive. For foreign men, a 60 degree of affection means willingness to associate, not to mention a 75 degree of affection.

"That's good."

Duan Feiyang felt confident. After all, the Beijing Lantern Festival was a popular event. If Murong Yanran was just talking to him for fun, it would not be a good deal for him to reject Ye Wan'er and other beauties' invitations.

  Now there is such a beautiful young woman waiting for herself, and she is a real golden branch, so it is only natural that he abandons those vulgar fans.

  At that time, it was enough to deceive Ye Wan'er by thinking about it. He said that he was in the night fighting for the college exam and played Ye Wan'er at will. As for other women, he didn't even need an explanation.

   Duan Fei raised the corners of his lips firmly.

   "When the time comes, this young man will go to Red Sleeve and ask for a few jars of fan-soul wine, and he won't believe in that little girl who is drunk or not."

  It was a bit hasty to do so.

  But thinking that he and Ye Wan'er have already made a marriage contract, then they must act first when they meet next time.

  He couldn't let Murong Yanran investigate his identity, especially if he had a fiancée. He had to take down the little girl in one fell swoop, and then slowly figure it out until he had a child.

  (End of this chapter)