Marrying into Ancient Times: Chapter 133 - Competing with the Princess for a Talented Husband

  He nodded and pointed at the house saying: "The chairs, tables, even this house, I made them all myself!"

  I was amazed, looking around, it's incredibly beautiful, just like him. Since I watched an idol drama that year, I've been crazy about bamboo houses, all of this is my ideal life.

  A bamboo hut, a literary and martial arts accomplished handsome man, and yet so gentle as jade. Looking at him, I felt like being in the spring breeze, my heartbeat skipped half a beat. Fortunately, Yi Qian Xun seemed to be used to being looked at this way, and didn't mind much, just buried his head and continued carving the unfinished portrait in his hand.

  "Aren't you going to ask me what I'm doing here?" I asked him with a hint of surprise, looking at how calm and not curious he was.

  "A few days ago, the people from Song's residence were already rejected by me. Today you came in person, your sincerity is enough, but I really have no intention of going to Song's residence." He said lightly while carving, without even looking at me, only focusing on the statue.

  I smiled and said with a hint of sadness: "Can't I even do it for the sake of a woman who yearns for freedom?"?

  His hand paused, stopped and looked at me seriously: "What did you say?"

  I bowed my head, and in a low voice, I said: "As long as his illness is cured, I can leave, I can be free." I hesitated for a moment, but still said: "This is the agreement between me and Song Er Gongzi. If you go teach him martial arts, he will definitely recover quickly, and his homework should also be asked of someone else!"

  Chihiro's eyes sparkled with delight, and she couldn't help but ask me: "Really?"

  "It's true!" Looking at his joy, I am even more joyful, because his joy is because of me.

  I was just about to say something more when I heard a shrill voice outside shouting, "Chihiro, princess, you'd better come out and greet her!"?

  We were all startled and rushed out to see, only to find that a group of people had already arrived on the road outside. The person leading the way in front was holding a dustpan, clearly the eunuch who had spoken earlier.

  And then sat in the sedan chair was none other than Princess Fuya.