The beauty raised by Lord Hou is a black lotus

Chapter 141 Do You Really Want To Marry Him?
He Yao and Yuan Wang chased each other and ran all the way from the outskirts of the city to Luojing.

It was late at night, the moon was high in the sky, and thousands of lanterns in Luojing were bustling with people. The people gathered around the imperial city curiously, looking up at the pair of boys and girls on the wall who were confronting each other.

On a cold spring night, strong winds blew up everywhere, their clothes fluttered, their eyes met each other, and their swords were on edge.

Some of the onlookers were curious: "What is this doing? Which play are they performing?"

A down-and-out scholar holds a pen and paper, and writes with tears streaming down his face: "He ran away from her, but he couldn't fly. What a touching love story! I decided to write a book for them, and it will be read forever!"

The voice was sent to the top of the imperial city by Changfeng.

He Yao raised her spear, pointing her sharp spear point at Yuan Wang, sneered: "What a love story, fart! Tonight is just a Tiansi magistrate's mission to catch a thief, and it has nothing to do with the so-called love between men and women!"

On the opposite side, Yuan Wang stood quietly under the moonlight.

He was wearing the round-neck crotchless gown that He Yao was familiar with, but there was a wine gourd and the white fox mask hanging on his waist.

That belongs to the Liangzhou Thief.

He Yao didn't want to admit that Yuan Zhuang was the thief, but the facts were in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but admit it.

She stared at Yuan Wan and scolded in a sweet voice: "What else do you have to say?!"

Yuan Wang also stared at her.

The girl was as delicate and beautiful as a small apple, her face was full of resentment, but her clear almond eyes were slightly red, and the hand holding the red-tasseled gun was trembling slightly.

She is fighting back.

There were ripples in Yuan Wang's heart, like a layer of rain falling on a gloomy cold day, pouring densely on the skin, icy cold to the bone.

His precious girl, he didn't want her to be sad.

Before he could say anything, He Yao scolded again: "You have committed so many crimes, and you pretended to be my fiancé to tease me. This year, seeing how much I like you, you have been laughing at me behind my back, right? ?! Damn you!"

Yuan Wang looked away, and a smile appeared on his thin lips, "It's quite ridiculous."

It's just that it's not Lu Sui who is ridiculous, but him.

Pretending to be her fiancé, but really thinking that he is her fiancé, planning how to marry her, planning how to buy a big house, and planning how to treat her well after marriage...

But his status is humble, in front of those famous nobles, he is just a clown.

He glanced at He Yao, suppressed the fondness in his eyes, and pretended to be calm: "I heard that the young master from Gu Taiwei's family came to ask for your hand in marriage? Happy New Year, you are not young anymore, it is time for us to get married. Yes, in my opinion, you two are a good match, so just accept him, your fiancé is already dead anyway."

His tone was so flat, even the end of his voice was full of sarcasm.

He Yao held the red-tasseled gun tightly, her white and tender hands trembling uncontrollably.

The cruelest thing in the world is to be told to marry someone else by the person you like.

She liked him for a whole year!

He Yao gritted her teeth, and smiled suddenly, "Who am I marrying, what does it have to do with you?! Since you are so anxious for me, why don't you let me grab you and exchange for 100 million snow pattern silver, which is also a gift for my new wedding?" A lottery?"

Yuan Wang raised his eyebrows.

After a while, his voice was a little low: "Are you really going to marry him?"

He Yao took a deep breath in her heart.

After a moment of silence, she said casually: "The Gu family has been married for generations, and Gu Tingzhou is both talented and beautiful. There is nothing wrong with me marrying him. You also said that when I reach the age of marriage, I will always get married, right?"

(End of this chapter)