Chapter 40: The Gentleman's Agreement 10

"The parties have agreed to specify this clause:

1. The man shall keep the woman's identity confidential, and the woman shall keep any of the man's secrets, and if there is any violation, the woman shall voluntarily work in the Four Kings' Mansion for the rest of her life, and the man shall let the woman go free and give half of the property to the woman.

2. The man must treat the woman fairly and without any machismo.

3. The man must respect any ** of the woman and must not ask excessive questions.

4. If the man and the woman enter into a contract marriage, the man and the woman shall not have physical contact, otherwise the man will pay half of the property to the woman, and the two will dissolve the marriage.

5. Under special circumstances, the provisions may be changed.

6. This contract is in duplicate, and the final interpretation right belongs to Bai Ruotong.

Okay, if there are no objections, sign it. I lifted my eyes from the twisted calligraphy, took a deep breath, and happily handed the messy paper in my hand to Xuanyuan Che on the seat.

"What is this?" Xuanyuan Che took the paper in my hand, always frowning, and finally looked up and asked me unbearably.

"Contract. I glanced at Xuanyuan Che in confusion, lowered my head, and carefully stroked my rolled up cuffs.

"This king doubts that you are not the eldest lady of the imperial guard. Xuanyuan Che rubbed the corners of his eyebrows with a headache, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Ah, you say this, I'm not good at using brushes, I prefer to use fountain pens. "I stood on tiptoe, and I skimmed the twisted black dots on the white paper from a distance, I grew up in abuse and killing, how can I have the time to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting like Bai Ruorong, only in my "previous life" I was used to using a fountain pen

"What is that?" Xuanyuan Che was decisively attracted by this new word, and looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"It's the same as a brush, something that can be written, but it's not as difficult to use as a brush" I tilted my head and thought carefully, how to describe the appearance of the pen to Xuanyuan Che, and I couldn't help but miss the life of the 21st century, in fact, there is no love, it's really not a big deal, people's voices will always meet a lot of passers-by, looking for and seeking, just to meet the real person, maybe Effie Fei is the real person of Zou Qiang, the fate is like this, how can people?

"In addition to the brush, there are other things in the world that can write?What are you kidding with this king?Hey" Suddenly there was no voice, Xuanyuan Che frowned unsatisfactorily, maybe as long as I tilted my head slightly, I could see the tenderness that flashed in Xuanyuan Che's eyes, and the warmth that flashed in the black eyes that had not changed for thousands of years

"Ah, where did you just go" I looked up a little stunned, but met Xuanyuan Che's cold black pupils that had not changed for thousands of years, and consciousness flew back from all directions, and there was some convex pain behind me

"Also, the king doesn't understand what these mean. Xuanyuan Che's eyes stared at me deeply, and then slowly moved his gaze to the paper in his hand.

"What are the terms, what is the property, and what is the **?"

"Hmmm," I pondered

"What do you mean by getting married?"

"Uh-that"

"What"

"I'll explain this to you slowly, but don't worry, it won't hurt you, you just need to sign. "I've been a little confused by him, and I'm going to explain these things to him for a while, and I rubbed the corners of my eyebrows.