Fu Jin was sitting upright at this moment, trying hard to maintain his elegant and virtuous demeanor.
Before coming, Fujin had hesitated for a long time, but in the end, she mustered up the courage to meet this strange woman who was said to be as tall as a great husband and had the temperament of a heroine.
Not long after, footsteps were heard outside. Fujin raised his head and looked towards the door, and saw an excessively tall woman appearing outside the door.
She was dressed in a smart outfit with a belt around her waist, which outlined her beautiful figure with proud curves and a pair of long, slender straight legs that were so alluring.
With a charming body with hot curves, her hair was not tied into a bun, but was just tied up casually with a rose-red hair tie.
Let the long hair, as soft and smooth as a waterfall, spread over the shoulders, coupled with the gorgeous and delicate face like a summer flower, outline the unique charm of a mature woman.
Fu Jin couldn't help but glance down at himself, curled his lips sourly, and then raised the corners of his lips again, showing a reserved yet friendly smile and stood up.
"My younger sister, Wu Fujin, has met the Fang sister. She has heard about her reputation as a heroine for a long time, but she has never had the opportunity to see her heroic figure."
"I happened to pass by this place today, and I found out that my sister is here. I took the liberty to come to visit. I hope that my sister will not blame my little sister for being abrupt."
"I came in a hurry today. I didn't bring any gifts. I only have this silk handkerchief that my sister embroidered by myself. It's exquisite and brand-new. If my sister doesn't give it up, please accept it."
Having said this, Fu Jin reached into his arms and took out a small silk bag. After opening it, he took out a brand new silk handkerchief embroidered with a peony and walked forward.
After just two steps, she noticed a bow and an arrow kettle that Miss Fang Baihua had in her hands.
Fu Jin looked at the exquisite silk handkerchief he had embroidered. The smile on his face showed a hint of reserve, and he felt a little proud in his heart.
When Fang Baihua saw the beautifully embroidered silk handkerchief, she couldn't help but think of the silk handkerchief she had embroidered for Xiao Langjun before, and couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.
Seeing this girl's expression seemed innocent, but with a warrior's sense of smell, I always felt that this little girl was coming with bad intentions and had a hint of hostility.
This young lady's eyebrows are picturesque, beautiful and moving, as if they are like a newly blooming flower with morning dew, and a pair of sparkling water eyes are also looking at herself carefully.
Fortunately, Fang Baihua was prepared and took the silk handkerchief after praising it for a few times.
He stretched out his hand and handed the fine treasure carving bow that he had given to his nephew a few days ago directly to the little sister Fujin.
"She was originally the younger sister of the Wu family. It's rare for someone to come over to visit her and actually bring her a gift."
"My sister came here in a hurry and had no preparation, but there happened to be a newly made treasure bow here.
It is very small and cute, and very light. I think my sister will definitely not refuse her gift..."
"Ah, this..." Fu Jin's almond-shaped eyes, which originally looked so gentle and gentle, showing great cultivation and reserve, suddenly widened.
Looking at the bow, the other party put it into his hand. He was confused and didn't know whether to refuse or how to respond.
"I think my sister is so weak, so she must never touch these things. This is not good."
“Sister, I was also physically weak and prone to illness when I was young, and it was later that I started practicing bow, horse, spear and stick diligently.
Only then did she become strong and healthy, and even three or five men could never come within three feet of her sister. "
"Young, young?..."
Fu Jin, who was holding the short bow, heard this and his eyelids jumped wildly.
"Come on, sister, I'm sure you don't know how to do it. I just have nothing to do today. Sister, I can teach you how to use it. Let's just talk while walking.
After all, it is rare for my sister to meet someone as cute and compact as my sister in Tokyo. "
"..."
Finally, Fu Jin smiled politely and raised his hand that was shaking slightly due to excessive exertion.
He waved goodbye to Miss Baihua who was standing at the door of the house and waving to him frequently.
"Sister, remember to come over and see your sister when you have time..."
Hearing Miss Fang Baihua's warm greeting, Fu Jin reluctantly made the smile on his face sweeter and answered crisply.
"Don't worry, sister, I will definitely come back when I have time..."
After making up his mind, Fu Jin retracted into the carriage, letting his two weak and weak arms hang down by his side, looking at the short bow and three pots of arrows with tears in his eyes.
My aunt just wanted to have a battle of wits, but it turned out that the tall and powerful young lady, who was even better than the women from the north, was so ungrateful that she insisted on dragging her into a battle of wits.
I'm so angry... Little sister Fu Jin couldn't help but pout her lips in grievance in the carriage.
But when I think of the young lady's ten arrows on the audition field, the arrows hit the red heart.
And several times in a row, he couldn't even draw the bow fully, and even stretched his tendons, which made little sister Fu Jin feel a little sad.
Huh, isn't it just because of your physical strength? No, it's because of your age that you can bully people like this.
I, um, although I am not as tall as you, not as strong as you, and not as good in figure as you, I am younger than you, sister, and I am shyer and weaker than you, sister, so I look like a girl’s family.
Although his hands were sore, he had at least found out the advantages and disadvantages between himself and the young lady of the Fang family, and would not turn a blind eye.
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Seeing the carriage leaving surrounded by his entourage, the smile on Fang Baihua's face gradually became weird.
This little girl is quite thoughtful at such a young age. It's a pity that she is no longer the simple and unsophisticated Jiangnan girl she used to be following the young man.
No wonder the official family came to confer a royal title on Xiao Langjun before he returned to the country. Now, the Maode Emperor Ji who had been adopted by Wu Shangshu suddenly appeared in front of him.
Coupled with Zhongguan Yang's vague explanation before, everything couldn't help but suddenly become cheerful.
Unexpectedly, the official family went to such great lengths for the future of Xiao Langjun, a disciple of the mantle.
When I think that Xiao Langjun is still on his leisurely journey back to Beijing, when he returns to Bianliang, Tokyo, he will definitely be frightened by his master's handiwork.
"Aunt, aunt, is that Miss Wu gone?"
At this time, Fang Hao, who had finally finished practicing calligraphy, poked his head out from behind the door and asked curiously.
"Leave, what?"
"Why on earth is she looking for her aunt?"
"You want to know?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"It seems that you have finished practicing calligraphy. Today is a good day. Auntie, I will personally teach you how to shoot."
"No, no, no, aunt, I think I am more suitable to compete with brother Zhongtong. Aunt, please don't forget to give me a good bow."
"..."
(End of chapter)
