Xiahou Yunmeng’s stunned expression made Jiang Feng think that his joke was cold. He laughed awkwardly, then pulled the corners of his mouth and shifted his eyes, pretending to admire the decoration in the room.

Who knew that Xiahou Yunmeng would suddenly burst into a loud laugh. The more she laughed, the more exaggerated her laughter became. In the end, Xiahou Yunmeng was already laughing until her stomach hurt. She needed to support Jiang Feng’s shoulder to ensure that she wouldn’t fall to the ground.

Jiang Feng looked at Xiahou Yunmeng with a stunned expression. He thought to himself, “Is this girl sick?” Or neurological? Is that joke that funny? It’s just an ordinary joke.

In fact, what Jiang Feng hadn’t predicted was that the people of the God Realm were very different from the people of Earth. Modern people received a lot of information every day, and they were immune to a lot of laughing points.

But Xiahou Yunmeng was different. In her entire life, no one would ever tell her a joke. Even if he did, how could he possibly tell such a vulgar joke?

Actually, thinking about it carefully, how could an ordinary person who could live on Earth not need the so-called Immortal God of the God Realm to be carefree? The Immortal Gods of the God Realm had been thinking about cultivation ever since they were born. They have a long life, but if they really want to recall the long process of life. They were afraid that the time they spent meditating and cultivating had already taken up most of their lives.

Xiahou Yunmeng smiled for a while and then slowly stopped. She smiled and rebuked, “You really are telling me such vulgar words. I… I’ve never heard such funny news. Hahaha…”

Jiang Feng’s joke instantly brought the distance between him and Xiahou Yunmeng closer. The conversation between the two of them was no longer as “Young Master” and “girl” as before. Jiang Feng told a few more jokes to Xiahou Yunmeng, causing Xiahou Yunmeng to laugh and beat Jiang Feng up.

Every time Xiahou Yunmeng smiled, Jiang Feng would stare at the bulge in Xiahou Yunmeng’s chest. As Xiahou Yunmeng laughed, they would tremble up and down, so greedy that Jiang Feng almost didn’t drool.

Finally, Jiang Feng’s sinister intentions were discovered by Xiahou Yunmeng. Xiahou Yunmeng blushed. She stood up and said, “You, how can you keep staring at him …”

“What are you staring at?” Jiang Feng deliberately pretended to be stupid and asked.

Xiahou Yunmeng looked at Jiang Feng with a red face. Finally, she stomped her feet and turned around to leave. Jiang Feng followed, but he was surprised to see Xiahou Yunmeng’s unfinished picture of a beautiful woman.

“Eh? This picture of a beautiful woman was drawn very well. Why did the line suddenly go awry?” Jiang Feng asked, intentionally changing the topic to resolve the awkwardness.

Xiahou Yunmeng turned around and immediately said, “You still said that you were to blame for this.”

“Blame me?” Jiang Feng was slightly stunned. He thought to himself, “What does this have to do with me?”

Xiahou Yunmeng nodded and said, “Of course I blame you. Just now, Yashi told me that Buddha Rulai made a stone that he couldn’t lift. The lines under my pen became crooked with a smile. Unfortunately, my painting was crippled in vain.”

“Disabled?” Jiang Feng smiled after observing it for a while and said, “It can’t be crippled.”

With that, Jiang Feng picked up his brush and continued with Xiahou Yunmeng’s painting. At first, Xiahou Yunmeng was still looking at Jiang Feng with a skeptical expression. When the portrait gradually appeared, Xiahou Yunmeng was shocked.

Under Jiang Feng’s modification, the original picture of a face-to-face beautiful woman had turned into a picture of a face-to-face beautiful woman meditating. On the painting, a beautiful woman held a folding fan in her hand and lowered her head to ponder. Generally speaking, girls’ fans are made of praying fans, and most folding fans are made by men.

The lady held the folding fan in her hand and pondered. She must be missing her lover. Combined with this deep meaning, Xiahou Yunmeng felt as if the deep longing contained in the woman’s eyes in the painting had already penetrated through the paper, causing others to feel as if they were personally in the same situation, and their hearts were shocked.

After Jiang Feng finished painting, he wrote in the upper right corner, “Red Lotus Fragrance Remnant Jade Mat Autumn, lightly undress Luo Chang, and board the orchid boat alone. Whoever sends a brocade book to return to Yan Zi in the clouds, the moon is full of West Pavilion. Flowers drift from the drifting water, a kind of lovesickness, two places of idle worry. This feeling can’t be dispelled, only lowering eyebrows, but in the heart …”

Xiahou Yunmeng muttered the words written by Jiang Feng in a low voice. At first, she only felt that Jiang Feng’s calligraphy was first-rate. Xiahou Yunmeng was instantly shocked when she saw the whole word. The dense love in the words only needed to read it once to make people feel sour in their hearts.

Xiahou Yunmeng raised her head to look at Jiang Feng and gently bit her lower lip, “Young Master Jiang, can you give me this painting?”

Jiang Feng looked at the painting he had painted and Li Qingzhao’s shamelessly plagiarized “A Cut of Plum, Red Lotus Fragrance and Autumn Jade” Jiang Feng’s face was slightly hot. If he pretended to be guilty, Jiang Feng believed that he would be unforgivable today.

Originally, this fellow didn’t have any painting ability, but Shinichi Harada, who had been absorbed by him back then, was an expert in painting who liked Chinese culture very much. Relying on this, Jiang Feng successfully completed the installation of version 0.5. Jiang Feng then thought of the first words for the painting. Anyway, the people of the God Realm definitely wouldn’t know Li Qingzhao, so he pretended to be able to achieve version 1.0.

However, just this kind of fake competition couldn’t be called an expert of the fake competition world. Jiang Feng had to complete the default words and sincerely gift the painting to the beauty. Only then could he truly fake competition be considered in place.

Right at this moment, Xiahou Yunmeng also spoke. Jiang Feng immediately nodded and said, “Miss Xiahou has already spoken. How dare I not obey?”

Xiahou Yunmeng watched Jiang Feng’s eyes roll. She bowed to him seriously and said sincerely, “Thank you, Young Master Liang.”

Jiang Feng stretched out his hands to support Xiahou Yunmeng. The two of them were stunned when their gazes met.

As a modern person, Jiang Feng naturally understood that this was the best time for him to lean his head over and kiss Xiahou Yunmeng. As long as this kiss succeeded, Jiang Feng’s identity as the son-in-law of the Xiahou Clan would be almost certain.

But at this moment, Jiang Feng’s heart began to struggle.

“Jiang Feng, have you forgotten that you are a person with a wife? Do you really think that you are a person who is willing to be an emotional swindler for the Heavenly Spirit Sunflower? Do you really want to be such a despicable, shameless, dirty person?”

Jiang Feng interrogated him in his heart, but in the end, the answer was: “Yes, you are such a person.”

After Jiang Feng made clear the answer in his heart, he could only scold himself secretly, “Damn it, I’ve never seen such a shameless person like me.”

Although Jiang Feng’s inner movements were incomparably abundant, his head movements weren’t vague at all. He slowly moved his lips closer to Xiahou Yunmeng.

As for Xiahou Yunmeng, she seemed to have a premonition of what was coming. She looked at Jiang Feng with a complicated expression on her cheeks. In the end, although Xiahou Yunmeng was shy, she still didn’t dodge.

Seeing that Jiang Feng’s head was getting closer and closer, seeing that Xiahou Yunmeng’s sexy red lips were about to be tasted fresh by Jiang Feng. Oye! The evil knock on the door rang out, and the evil little maid Esteemed said evilly, “Miss, the lord has sent someone to inform you to return to your mansion at once.”

Holy shit! Jiang Feng cursed loudly in his heart. He had painted a picture for more than half an hour and even used a wonderful word from the plagiarized vocabulary. Seeing the beauty’s red lips right in front of him, he was ruthlessly interrupted. What kind of feeling? Jiang Feng’s forehead rose with two big words–Daddy Scoundrel!

Xiahou Yunmeng lowered her head shyly as if she had woken up from a dream and whispered, “Young Master Jiang, you’re hurting me too much.”

Why am I pushing too hard? Why do I hurt you? Xiahou Yunmeng’s words aroused countless fantasies in Jiang Feng’s mind. At this moment, the national flag was raised by playing a flag-raising song beneath Jiang Feng. The tent that was raised was so scared that Xiahou Yunmeng, who was hanging his head, could see it again. Xiahou Yunmeng hurriedly turned her head to the side, her heart like a deer bumping into a mess.

Xiahou Yunmeng struggled for a moment before Jiang Feng realized that his hands had been supporting Xiahou Yunmeng’s shoulders. Perhaps because he was excited, he unconsciously exerted some strength.

Jiang Feng hurriedly released his hands and turned to cover his lower body’s embarrassment. At the same time, he said, “Miss Xiahou, we still have a chance to meet again, right?”

Xiahou Yunmeng whispered, “Yes!” After a pause for a few seconds, Xiahou Yunmeng seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage and said, “If Young Master doesn’t dislike it, Yun Meng will report it to Daddy after returning to the manor and ask him to send someone to invite Young Master over for a detailed explanation.”

Jiang Feng’s face immediately revealed a look of ecstasy. He hurriedly nodded, “Alright, Jiang Feng will be waiting at the inn in Yuangong City!”

“Yes.” Xiahou Yunmeng answered and walked towards the door. She opened the door and walked out. Before leaving, Xiahou Yunmeng turned around to look at Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng nodded at Xiahou Yunmeng and then glared fiercely at her maidservant Yashi, causing her to be confused. She thought to herself if she had done something wrong.

Yashi slowly closed the door to Tingyu’s room, and Jiang Feng suddenly remembered. He had never told Xiahou Yunmeng which inn he would wait for her at all, so how could she find him?

Jiang Feng hurriedly chased after her and opened the door. He glanced at the end of the corridor and saw that Xiahou Yunmeng had just walked down the stairs and her maidservant Yashi was still there.

Jiang Feng asked loudly, “Miss Xiahou, I haven’t told you which inn I’ll be waiting for you at.”

“Young Master, don’t worry. As long as you are in Yuangong City, the people of Xiahou Manor will definitely be able to find you.” Yashi replied on behalf of Xiahou Yunmeng and covered her mouth with a smile.

Jiang Feng also smiled and cursed himself why he was suddenly confused.

The other party was the Xiahou Clan, the overlord of Yuangong City.

When Xiahou Yunmeng left the natural residence with Yashi and a group of soldiers, the people below immediately understood that Jiang Feng had succeeded. The marriage ceremony was over.

Everyone sighed regretfully and left one after another. The Natural Hall, which had just been packed with people, was immediately empty.

Jiang Feng snorted and walked downstairs. He had just arrived at the Natural Residence Hall when the door to the Natural Residence was suddenly knocked open.

The skinny pink Young Master rushed in aggressively with a large group of people. The moment he saw Jiang Feng’s pink Young Master, he immediately pointed at Jiang Feng and roared, “It’s him! Take him down!”