Forgive me, Your Majesty

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A lie needs to be rounded up with a hundred lies, Nie Fengyuan could only reply, “Yes, yes.”
Nie’s father did not approve of this marriage at all, but he still thought of picking some problems and making the girl a concubine, so that Nie Fengyuan could find a suitable family to marry in the future, and it would not be a waste of twenty years of Nie Fengyuan’s life, so he said without question, “Bring the girl over to take a look at her.”
Nie Fengyuan can not find a reason to stall, can only do the last struggle to find Hua Yi, Hua Yi was tired of him pestering, coldly yelled at him, “I do not like you, never like, will not go with you to see your family, do not want to listen to your broken song, I do not even want to see you.”
“The person I like has to be strong in martial arts, look at you, a hundred useless is a scholar, you don’t even have the ability to protect yourself, what are you still here to pester me for?”
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Hua Yi was full of boredom and said a lot of hurtful words, in the end, he almost almost drew his sword, “Nie Fengyuan, let me tell you, if you follow me again, I’ll be impolite to you.”
After saying that, he turned around without hesitation and ran away in a puff of smoke, not even leaving him with a backdrop.
Nie Fengyuan stood frozen in place, something seemed to be shattering in his chest, hurting to the extreme.
It was obviously a hot day in June, but his whole body was cold, that day he forgot how he walked back to his place, when he saw Nie’s father, he came back to his soul, “Father, I want to learn martial arts, will you teach me?”
Master Nie seemed a bit puzzled, “Why do you suddenly want to learn martial arts? You’re not young anymore, it’s inconvenient to learn martial arts, besides, your mother and I both want to have an elegant person in the family, reciting poems and paintings, playing the qin and reading books, we think you’re quite good now.”
Since he was a child, his parents had used this reason to perfume him, Nie Fengyuan had never questioned it, but Nie Fengyuan, who had been struck by his beloved, had an iron heart this time, and begged, “But I still want to learn martial arts, even if it’s hard, I’ll still work hard. Father, if you’re busy and don’t have the time, then just let the instructor teach me.”
Sect Master Nie, however, got angry and scolded him with a dark face, “What is there to learn? Just play your zither properly.”
Nie Fengyuan lost to the extreme, the woman he loved only loved men with strong martial arts skills, but he could not learn, to be more helpless, almost almost sick.
That night, he did not want to go home, and could not go to find Hua Yi again, a person muddled to a secluded place, an old man with half-white beard and hair suddenly jumped out of nowhere, he measured Nie Fengyuan for a long time, muttering to himself, “like, really like, you really look like your father.”

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