Douluo: My Father, Titled Douluo

Chapter 174 The first meeting between Qian Renxue and Mr. Su

The night continues.

For some people, night is just a matter of opening and closing their eyes, but for some, night is a long game.

Yuan Xunlu sat on the mat and asked again: "Where did this rumor you heard come from?"

Huang Zhengshen shook his head, "That's what Mr. Su said. I only know that he is called Mr. Su, but I don't know his name."

Mr. Su...who is it?

Yuan Xunlu thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what kind of person this Mr. Su was.

The original book didn’t say that I didn’t know him for so many years.

So Yuan Xunlu simply stopped worrying.

The boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to give up.

This is Yuan Xunlu’s consistent philosophy of survival.

Done,

Don't disturb.

"This kind of rumor will not spread among the people, because it is useless to spread it to the common people. The common people don't care which emperor you are in power.

Therefore, the paparazzi of Wuhundian Daily did not get any news, and this news will only circulate among the great nobles and the royal family."

Yuan Xunlu closed his eyes, knocked on the wooden table, and frowned:

"It just depends on how many people know about it. It doesn't matter whether they believe it or not."

Huang Zhengshen didn't make irresponsible remarks on Yuan Xunlu's reasoning. He just looked at Yuan Xunlu and made inferences to himself, but in the end the questions circled back to one person.

"Mr. Su...who is he?"

Yuan Xunlu frowned deeply.

"I hate the cold wind in Tiandou City."

Qian Renxue sat under the pavilion, with new tea boiling in the stove in front of her.

She had nothing to do today, so she planned to chat with Xue Qinghe's sister Xue Ke.

play him,

She is serious.

From the moment Qian Renxue replaced Xue Qinghe, she gradually faced everyone with Xue Qinghe's gentleness and cheerfulness.

Pretended for a long time,

She is tired.

Dugu Bo stretched out his right hand on the side, felt the temperature of the wind with his fingertips, and said as slyly as ever:

"If you don't like the cold wind, you can go back to the house, and no one will stop you."

"..." Qian Renxue.

Because Tiandou City is in the north and has a high latitude, the temperature drops earlier than Barak City.

The autumn weather is still crisp in Barak City, but in Tiandou City you can already feel the howling cold wind from the far north.

Seeing that the Yuanmen elder liked to make trouble so much, Qian Renxue explained:

"I just lamented that life is like this cold wind, you have to face it."

"...Oh." Dugu Bo nodded superficially.

"..." Qian Renxue.

The topic ended, Qian Renxue looked into the distance again. For some reason, she seemed to see a touch of white in the bleak distance.

That's Xue Ke in a white skirt...

still,

who?

Qian Renxue's thoughts wandered to the past, when she was on her way to Tiandou City.

At that time, she was only in her teens, but she had to play the role of a man she didn't know and steal his empire.

Qian Renxue was very happy to be away from her annoying mother. She sat on the carriage and secretly opened the curtains a crack.

It was snowing outside, yes, Qian Renxue clearly remembered it was snowing that day.

A tall, slender man walked slowly on the road and saw himself in the car.

The man was covered in white. Although he was wearing old linen clothes, he was neatly dressed and his whole body was as white as snow.

He had no luggage and was just wandering on the road. His life seemed very difficult.

Qian Renxue looked at the man with interest.

The man also noticed Qian Renxue. He didn't say a word, but silently took out the flute.

It was the first time Qian Renxue heard such a beautiful and moving flute sound.

All the flute players the family invited her to were completely defeated by this man's flute sound.

The sound of the man's flute was like a dispersed smoke, covering Qian Renxue, and the man seemed to be telling his story to her ear.

It's like a blue dragon lying in shallow water. Although it is temporarily trapped, it will be able to jump up one day.

Qian Renxue heard the man's frustration in his career, but also heard his ambition for the future, and she admired him very much.

"How about giving him some money?"

Qian Renxue looked back at Snake Spear Douluo.

Snake Spear Douluo also saw the man, and he instinctively dissuaded him: "Miss, your whereabouts should not be exposed during this trip."

"But from now on, I will never show anyone like Qian Renxue. From now on, I will be Xue Qinghe."

Qian Renxue lowered her head.

She is still young and has not been polluted by the big dye vat of the aristocratic family. She also has a kind heart and has natural sympathy for people begging for food.

Seeing Qian Renxue's gloomy expression, Snake Spear Douluo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He nodded and ordered the man to be given some gold soul coins.

Snake Spear Douluo doted on Qian Renxue. He thought that such a young child would have to go to a foreign country. He should just follow her wishes. He didn't know how much hardship he would have to endure in the future.

The man was dressed shabbily and was in the dust. He took the gold soul coin and saluted the nobleman on the carriage, which made people feel a sense of dignity.

A son of an aristocratic family?

Snake Spear Douluo looked at the man with doubts in his heart.

Ever since Yuan Xunlu dressed up as a white dragon fish and did many things like pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, the children of the aristocratic family have followed suit.

The family member imitated Yuan Xunlu, wearing ordinary clothes and a bamboo hat, playing the xylophone, and engaging in performance art on the street.

For example, if the family members want to eat,

In the past, they paid directly for the meal, but Yuan Xunlu made a good start by showing off.

Yuan Xunlu wanted to eat, so he played the piano and composed songs in front of the restaurant. Relying on the good looks and good temperament of the Angel family, even though Yuan Xunlu was wearing ordinary people's clothes, there was always a boss or a pretty girl to invite him.

He eats.

After all, Yuan Xunlu was very good-looking when he was young. He was just playing the flute quietly, as if all the loneliness and nobility in the world fell on his head.

Some young ladies just do this and will treat him to dinner generously.

When Yuan Xunlu had eaten and drank enough, he would play another song as a thank you and leave a high-profile legend about himself.

Is he that kind of aristocratic family?

Snake Spear Douluo didn't know.

The man played another piece of music, like a girl's throat, as if he was feeling pity for something.

…

…

"Brother Prince."

Xue Ke's soft call brought Qian Renxue back to reality. Qian Renxue only saw Princess Xue Ke in front of her, wearing a long white dress.

"Long time no see. How are you lately?"

Qian Renxue withdrew her eyes and turned into the gentleness of big brother Xue Qinghe.

"Brother, the prince, is worried. I am living in the palace, so what's wrong with me?"

Xueke smiled lightly, like a silly and sweet girl who didn't care about the world.

"That's good."

Qian Renxue then asked: "Have you fallen in love with a boy recently? I need to find one who treats you well."

"Isn't the prince brother not engaged? Why do you want me..." Xue Ke exclaimed.

She thought Xue Qinghe wanted her to enter into a political marriage and treat her as a tool.

"My princess will be a girl from the Qibao Glazed Sect."

Qian Renxue couldn't help but smile,

road:

"My marriage is purely political.

So I hope you can pay more attention to the boys around you and don't be like me."

Qian Renxue still has some feelings for this sister.

After pretending to be Xue Qinghe for so many years, no one else can tell the difference between Xue Qinghe and Qian Renxue. In fact, she can hardly tell the difference herself either.

"Is it Ning Rongrong?" Xue Ke asked.

"Sect Master Ning has not agreed yet. Regardless of whether she is Rongrong or not, my princess will always talk about the girl from the Qibao Glazed Pagoda's martial arts spirit."

Qian Renxue warmed the tea,

Drink it all in one gulp.

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