The CEO Wants To Marry Me

Unlike Mo Zixin's reaction, Yin Sichen blurted out: "Zixiao..."

Fujin... Zixiao... Yun Zixiao!

The moment Xi Xi came out, Yin Sichen and Mo Zixin blurted out the name of Yun Zixiao, a talented and beautiful female general of the Yun family who lived in the early days of the Qing Dynasty.

Xixi heard the voices of the two people, and a strange emotion suddenly flashed in her eyes.

The other members of the national team were completely stunned!

This is exactly like the royal family of the Qing Dynasty!

This is simply a model that came out of a textbook!

Every frown, every smile, every description and manner, there are no mistakes or omissions!

Even the consultants who came with the national team couldn't find any faults!

These consultants are all experts in Chinese studies!

They couldn't wait to record the scene at this moment and take it back to the students to have a good look at it, so that they could see what true royal style is.

Xixi walked in gracefully, swinging her handkerchief, and bowed politely to everyone.

After saluting, he sat gracefully at the coffee table on one side, raised his armored fingers slightly, and calmly burned incense and made tea.

Someone started playing the piano on one side.

The incense burner curls, the piano plays melodiously, and the beauty makes tea.

This picture made the onlookers at the scene mesmerized.

Those members of the national team who had their eyes high above their heads, after seeing Xi Xi's skills, suddenly realized how pale and feeble the tea art they were once proud of was.

After seeing the skills of the second lady of the Yun family, they understood that the highest level of making tea is not how skilled you are, but your state of mind.

Without the state of mind, no matter how skilled you are, your skills will only be reduced to third-rate status.

Xixi knew this very well, so she didn't go out these days, just to hone her state of mind at home.

Either don’t do it or do your best.

Yin Sichen and Mo Zixin looked at Xi Xi in front of them, and felt lost for a while.

The two most calm men actually had a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

They didn't understand why they were suddenly so excited.

The moment Xi Xi walked out, something seemed to shatter in their minds.

It seems that something has broken through the confinement...

Other players and consultants of the national team left by car and settled in the designated hotel.

But Mo Zixin stayed and lived on the mountain.

When they went to bed at night, neither Yin Sichen nor Mo Zixin could fall asleep tossing and turning.

The image of Xi Xi walking out of the room in a flag uniform replayed in her mind over and over again.

Yin Sichen was a little better, he just felt distressed.

And Mo Zixin's feeling was even stronger. He always felt that he had seen this scene before and it was very familiar to him...

But it is obviously modern now, and Xixi is not a Manchu.

Xixi is a pure Han Chinese, and his ancestors have always lived in the Central Plains. How could he have such an illusion?

It was as if she was born to wear Manchu clothing.

With this strange intuition, Mo Zixin finally fell asleep.

In his daze, Mo Zixin saw that he had arrived in an extremely vast world. It was desolate, filled with yellow sand, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Just when Mo Zixin wanted to explore where he was, the rhythmic sound of iron hoofs trampling suddenly came from the distance.

It was as if he was watching a 5D movie, feeling the shock of this blood-soaking scene up close.

A man who looked almost the same as him, wearing armor, was riding on the back of a maroon horse, with a big word flying on the flag behind him: Shuo.

There was also a burst of horse hooves on the other side. A woman in a red uniform rushed to the front with the team behind her. The word on the flag behind her was: cloud.

When Mo Zixin looked over intently, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground!

The woman on horseback has exactly the same facial features as Gu Xixi! It's just that her carefree and slanted temperament is so different from Gu Xixi's.

"My lord, are you telling the truth?" The eyes of the woman on horseback were full of confidence and arrogance: "I, Yun Zixiao, am willing to fight the lord! But can King Shuo really do this? ?”

"General Yun, as a female, can wear armor and go into battle. Are the Han people invincible?" Shuo Wang tightened the reins in his hands: "We Manchus are born to be heroes on horseback, and we admire the talents of the Han people. . Even though General Yun is extremely talented among the Han people, it seems that it is not the habit of the Yun family to use one's own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points, right?"

"It seems that King Shuo is too confident. Whether we can win or not, we have to fight first!" Yun Zixiao looked up to the sky and smiled, her eyebrows flying into her temples, looking at him with hope, and King Shuo couldn't help but shake his eyes.

"Okay, today I will fight with you alone! As long as you can defeat me, we will retreat thirty miles today!!" King Shuo's blue eyes sank slightly: "General Yun, be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, King Shuo shook his reins and rushed in the direction of Yun Zixiao.

Almost at the same time, Yun Zixiao clamped the horse's belly hard and rushed towards King Shuo.

The moment the two horses crossed each other, the weapons in their hands collided hard.

King Shuo originally looked down on the Han people, especially on horseback. He had been born with supernatural powers since he was a child and was a warrior among the Manchus.

He originally planned a quick battle and quickly beheaded the enemy, destroying the group of rebels at the same time.

But at the moment when the weapons intersected, Shuo Wang suddenly realized that he was wrong!

That woman with an exquisite figure and a voluptuous figure actually had a fighting spirit and strength that was not inferior to his!

Yun Zixiao's hand picked, stabbed and pulled, instantly closing the distance between the two people.

"It seems that the Manchus are nothing more than this!" Yun Zixiao smiled wildly: "Who said we Han people don't have heroes on horseback? King Shuo, be careful!"

King Shuo was provoked by Yun Zixiao, and his men stopped holding back and slashed at Yun Zixiao's head.

Unexpectedly, Yun Zixiao's waist was extremely soft, her body leaned back, and the weapon in her hand suddenly withstood Shuo Wang's slashing force. With one move and another, it came with four or two strokes of a thousand pounds, instantly neutralizing Shuo Wang's attack. , and at the same time, he leaned over and slapped Shuo Wang's waist hard with the other end.

Shuo Wang has a lot of combat experience. When Yun Zixiao came over, he twisted his strong body and grabbed Yun Zixiao's weapon with one hand.

Yun Zixiao's offensive was getting old and he had to give up and retreat quickly.

The moment Yun Zixiao retreated, the weapon in Shuo Wang's hand also retreated. The blade of the blade passed by Yun Zixiao's face, and the scarf on Yun Zixiao's face was instantly lifted off!

Yun Zixiao looked at one side of her cheek. A strand of long hair was cut off by the blade of a knife and fell off along with the towel.

King Shuo put away his weapon, and when he looked at Yun Zixiao with his blue eyes, he was suddenly stunned.

He never thought that the woman who had caused him a lot of trouble would be so... stunningly beautiful.

It turns out that Han women are so delicate and beautiful.

This is completely different from the rugged, picturesque, and charming women on the grassland.

Although this Yun Zixiao is handsome, with fair skin, a plump forehead, and graceful facial features, she is still a typical beauty.

Yun Zixiao gritted her teeth and looked at her face that had been pulled off. Just when she was about to admit defeat, who knew that King Shuo on the opposite side unexpectedly said: "I lost! I will fulfill my promise and retreat thirty miles. It's just General Yun, The next time we meet, I’m afraid we will fight to the death!”

Yun Zixiao instantly opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Shuo Wang in disbelief.

King Shuo shook the reins, picked up the towel that Yun Zixiao had dropped on the ground with the weapon in his hand, grabbed it, and quickly evacuated with the team.

Yun Zixiao stood there blankly and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

He obviously lost, but why did he...

In the Qing army camp, King Shuo, who had taken off his armor, was sitting in the big tent, holding the face towel he had picked off in his hand. There was still a strand of Yun Zixiao's hair on the face towel.

King Shuo sniffed the face towel out of nowhere, and it still contained a wisp of the girl's fragrance.

King Shuo's heart beat like a drum.

At this moment, Shuo Wang knew that he was finished.

He fell in love with the Han woman wearing bright clothes and angry horses.

Then there were several battles, both large and small, in which both sides suffered injuries to each other.

Initially there was just a little flutter, but after several confrontations, King Shuo fell deeply in love with this Han woman and never wanted to let go.

On this day, the two sides fought again as promised.

King Shuo looked at the woman in front of him who made him love and hate him so much. He changed from his usual calmness and said: "I'm afraid this is our last battle. In three days, a hundred thousand troops will come over and completely Clear out the rebels in this area. General Yun, you only have 10,000 people, how can you fight against the Qing Dynasty's 100,000 iron hoofs?"

Yun Zixiao's eyes darkened: "Even if you lose, you must not retreat!"

"General Yun can not worry about his own life and death, but he also doesn't care about the lives of your soldiers? General Yun, the situation has been decided, and it will be useless to struggle any more. I can let General Yun go, but others may not." King Shuo continued Said: "I don't want to hurt General Yun, so..."

Yun Zixiao raised her eyes and looked at Shuo Wang, wondering why he was so chatty today.

If you want to fight, just fight. Where does all this nonsense come from?

King Shuo looked at Yun Zixiao's beautiful face and couldn't help blurting out: "If you can marry me, I can protect your ten thousand soldiers from death!"

Yun Zixiao was stunned, then laughed loudly, pointing at King Shuo: "Shall I marry you? This is the funniest joke I have ever heard! We were mortal enemies, and you, the Manchu Tatars, invaded, Killing my father and brother, humiliating my sisters, how could I marry an executioner like you?"

King Shuo looked at Yun Zixiao calmly: "Then you have to watch your soldiers die with you?"

"How can there be no death in the war? I, Yun Zixiao, stand upright and will never be a prisoner! Kill me if you want. Where did you come from so much nonsense?" Yun Zixiao's eyebrows were raised, and there was murderous intent in his eyes. : "I already have a beloved man. If this is the case, please King Shuo never mention it again!"

What? She actually has a beloved man? Who is it, who is it!