"Hang him, hang him!"

Those who hated Xia Ye cursed, wishing that the next moment Xia Ye would be pushed out and hanged at the gate of the tribe, but they were doomed to be disappointed.

"Chaoge is a good name!"

Xia Shilian walked up to Xia Ye: "I heard that your tribe has a lot of delicacies, such as that biscuit is good!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Xia Ye smiled slightly, showing the most perfect affinity, and as for his eyes, he kept looking at Xia Shilian, and he didn't have the kind of panic and anxiety when he saw a big person.

"Huh!"

Xia Shilian smiled, suddenly turned pale, and glared at Xia Ye: "Then you can stay in the Lianhua tribe and cook for me!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not a cook!"

Natsuno's clean refusal.

"You dare to refuse my kindness?"

Xia Shilian's tone was not good.

"With your status, many chefs will rush to perform for you, but ...... warriors"

Xia Ye paused for a moment and looked around: "It's not worth mentioning!"

The scope of this sentence was too wide, and the faces of Xia Shilian's subordinates, who were idle and bored to watch the show, changed and stood up slowly.

There are people with a hot temper, who want to hack Xia Ye to death when he draws a knife, such as a short-haired man named Xia Junhao.

"Look, most of them are brainless!"

The corners of Xia Ye's mouth twitched.

"Then you have a brain!"

Xia Shilian sneered, stretched out an index finger, pointed at Xia Ye's chin, and lifted his head: "I don't like people to look directly at me!"

"Little Niangpi, one day, Lao Tzu will press you under your crotch!"

Xia Ye endured it and gave up the plan to slap Xia Shilian, but opened her hand.

Wow!

Xia Ye's offensive behavior caused an uproar again, but what surprised them even more was that Xia Shilian was not angry.

In other words, it was before Xia Shilian wanted to break out that Xia Ye spoke.

"I'm going after you!"

"What?"

Xia Shilian frowned slightly, she thought that Xia Ye might swear allegiance to herself, but she didn't expect it to be courtship, you know, the great prophet Xia Yunzhi doted on her very much, and even the patriarchs of the Zhongshan clan and the Wei clan refused to marry on behalf of their son.

Since then, even if someone likes Xia Shilian, they don't dare to confess, and now this disabled person who wears an eye patch is really a toad who wants to eat swan meat.

"My Fair Lady, Gentleman!"

Xia Ye looked at Xia Shilian with burning eyes, and tried his best to make his tone affectionate: "I originally wanted to take refuge in you, but after seeing your beautiful face, I changed my mind, I don't want to be a subordinate, I want to be your husband, I will do anything for this!"

"Oh, this kid really dares to say it!"

"Haha, I'm going to be hanged now!"

"Nima, you're so fat!"

The onlookers were convinced, this guy was not just a madman, he was also mentally retarded.

Xia Shilian was a little uncomfortable by Xia Ye's enthusiastic gaze, and tilted her head slightly.

Xia Donglian, who was standing next to her, was immediately shocked, they were all Xia Shilian's descendants and often together, so they knew how strong her temperament was, but now, she actually dodged a man's gaze.

These subordinates don't know that not only women, but even men, will have a sense of superiority and complacency when they are confessed in public.

This feeling will vary with the identity and status of the object of confession, triggering drastic emotional changes, and the confession of a beggar and the confession of a prince are naturally different.

Xia Ye is not a prince, but he just killed Xia Long and scolded Xia Zhi, it can be said that he is now in full swing, and he is the most showy guy at this banquet!

What's more, Xia Ye's face is delicate, and because of the killing during this time, there is an extra touch of iron-blooded temperament between his eyebrows, which is very attractive.

This kind of man's confession undoubtedly proves Xia Shilian's charm from the side.

Xia Shilian can become a genius on the same level as Xia Yan, of course, it is not something that can be fooled by this kind of small trick, so her head immediately turned back, stared at Xia Ye, and was about to scold.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent, one cares about the city, and then the country, I don't know the city and the country, the beauty is rare!"

Xia Ye looked at Xia Shilian affectionately, and said slowly.

It's just that after the first sentence was read, Xia Shilian was already frozen on the spot, and the thoughts in her mind about how to make Xia Ye surrender and how to calm down this incident were all confused, and only this poem was left, which kept echoing in her head.

Xia Yuanji and Xia Dongli were dumbfounded, looking at Xia Ye with a look of hell.

Xia Zhi frowned tightly, peeked at Xia Shaoyao and the others, and then looked at Xia Shilian, and found that they were all shocked expressions, and knew that he had encountered a strong competitor this time.

"What's going on? Why did they be stunned when he read a sentence?"

"Don't you be stunned, don't you see that the eldest lady's cheeks are red? This is a sign of excitement!"

"Hi Nima, this is a love poem!"

In this era, civilization is broken, and there is a cultural fault, so the development of literature and poetry is extremely slow, and ordinary people don't know the words, let alone poetry, but the upper class has begun to show signs of poetry germination, but it is also a saliva poem, which revolves around love, heroes, and sacrificing ancestors.

Xia Ye's poem seems simple, but it is catchy and gorgeous, and the first sentence of the opening chapter is that there is a beautiful woman in the north!

There are hundreds of tribes in the north, as well as Zhao State, Wei State, and Yan State, and there are countless beauties, but now, as long as Xia Ye's poem spreads, then Xia Shilian of the Xia tribe will inevitably become the first beauty in the north.

"The ancestors are above, it's too gorgeous!"

Xia Yuanji sighed.

"You did this?"

Xia Peony took a step forward excitedly and grabbed Xia Ye's arm: "Say it quickly, did you do it?"

"Have you heard it anywhere else?"

Xia Ye asked rhetorically.

"Nope!"

Xia Shaoyao's father is the third hero of the tribe and a real elite, so she has been educated since she was a child and can appreciate the beauty of this poem.

"It's gorgeous!"

Among the people present, Lu Lingxi has the highest literary literacy, and listening to this beautiful poem, he can't help but clap his hands.

Xia Shilian's cheeks were flushed, and the flush like a burning cloud stained her neck, and her body trembled slightly.

"Listen well!"

Xia Shilian's head was a little dizzy, and she felt a little breathless, the person who courted her was not nothing, but the person who courted her with poetry, this person who wore an eye patch was the first person, and he read it so beautifully.

Of course, Xia Shilian definitely doesn't understand what rhyme is and what rhyme is beautiful.

Xia Shilian is such a smart girl, she knows that this poem will soon spread throughout the north with the caravan, and when the time comes, her fame will also rise rapidly and become the first person in the north.

"Penalty!Penalty!Penalty!"Beautiful Song" has made a meritorious service, don't give this indigenous girl in the post-civilization era any chance, the great Xia Ye, he inherited the essence of five thousand years of Chinese civilization, Li Bai, Du Fu, Li Yannian, at this moment the soul is possessed, Xia Ye alone represents the long literary history and tradition before the rupture of civilization, at this moment, he is not fighting alone, he is not alone!"

There was a little devil in Xia Ye's heart, shouting and cheering frantically, at this moment, he conquered Xia Shilian with ancient poetry!

"Xia Ye is really a scheming dog!"

Xia Frog sighed that her family was very poor, and naturally she had no literary taste, but looking at Xia Shilian's demeanor, Xia Frog knew that she was hit by that poem.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Xia Ye would have been able to kiss Xia Shilian's lips if he took the initiative.

Xia Ye is really scheming, if this poem is said by another object, he will definitely slap him and scold him for a mess, but Xia Shilian is different, she is the beloved daughter of the Great Prophet and has accepted all the inheritance.

In this era, the Great Prophet was the wise man, the enlightening light of a tribe, and was recognized as the wisest man.

Therefore, Xia Shilian can perfectly appreciate the beauty of this poem, and the more she reads it, the more mellow and beautiful the taste becomes!

As the beloved daughter of the Great Prophet, Xia Shilian lacks nothing, but only this kind of beautiful poetry can be met but not sought!

It's the ultimate spiritual treat!

Like these top ladies, showing off something to each other, it won't be long before they can get it with the power of each family, but now, Xia Shilian threw this poem out, who can have it? Even if they sell the entire tribe, they can't buy it back!

"This ...... The poem...... What's it called?"

Xia Shilian was a little excited, and her lips that were smeared with lilac flower juice trembled slightly.

"My eldest lady, her name is "Beauty Song", I did it with a flash of inspiration after I saw you!"

Xia Ye knelt down on one knee and stretched out his right hand: "Now I dedicate it to you, but I'm worried that it doesn't deserve your beauty!"

"Nonsense, you're just a poor ghost living in a slum, you can't read all the words, you can write poetry, I think you can eat, right?"

When Xia Fei saw Xia Shilian's attitude, he was going crazy with jealousy, and couldn't help but shout.

"Come on, break his leg for me and throw it out!"

Xia Shilian roared.

This was definitely not Xia Ye, so a team of heavily armed subordinates rushed towards Xia Fei with a fierce momentum.

"Eh, I made a mistake, spare ......"

Xia Fei panicked, but before the word 'life' could be spoken, a big man covered his mouth, and then someone smashed him on the knee with a mace.

Bang!

Xia Fei's legs immediately twisted, his forehead was bruised, and his face was red, but he was covered with his mouth, and he couldn't even scream.

"Xia Ye is going to soar this time!"

Xia Man looked at Xia Ye resentfully, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Oops, I should have stood up just now!"

Xia Gua regretted that he wanted to cry, he really shouldn't have hesitated just now, and then he remembered that at the beginning, if he took the initiative a little more and captured Xia Ye's heart, wouldn't the owner of this poem be himself.

"What is this poem called?"

Xia Shilian helped Xia Ye up, and for the first time, she held his hand with her own hands.

This kind of fingertip touch, even the summer solstice has never been obtained, so his face is so black that he almost wrings out the ink.

""Pretty Woman's Song!"

Xia Ye's right hand was slightly forced, and when he parted, his fingertips crossed Xia Shilian's palm.