gold princess

Yun Buhui sat on the most remote seat in the lobby of the Loufu, with a smile on his face, lowered eyebrows, and politely accepted the sympathetic gazes from all the young ladies and young masters in the Loufu. Lou Zhentian didn't dare to look directly at Yun Buhui's smile. There is distress.

Miss Loufu and the young master had different expressions, and the hall was completely silent.

Outside the gate, the wind was howling, heavy snow was flying, and a little snow splashed and fell on the hall, turning into a water stain in an instant, and the cold air rushed towards the face.

"I agree." Yun Buhui raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes were as calm as water, unmoved, with a gentle smile on his face all the time, he looked directly at an outstanding man in brocade clothes and jade belts in the hall.

The man was dressed in brocade clothes and a jade belt, and wore a golden cloak with a dark pattern of dragons on his outside. He was imposing, with three-dimensional and handsome features like sculptures, with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes.He is like a simple and sharp sword, locked by a more simple scabbard. He is domineering and restrained, as thick as a sword. Such a man is three parts noble, three parts proud, and four parts cruel.

"Thank you, Miss Biao, for your success."

Cheng Youtian came to withdraw the engagement.

Yun Buhui's ancestral home was in the capital, and Yun's father was a Hushi general with a high position and power, but he was murdered by a traitor and died tragically on the battlefield. Lou Zhentian saw their mother and daughter alone and helpless, so he took them back to Lou's family to take care of them.

A year later, Mrs. Yun died of love and died with her husband.

Yun Buhui lived for ten years.

The Yun family and the Cheng family are family friends, and the two children had a marriage contract when they were young. Yun Buhui and Cheng Youtian were playmates when they were young, but they haven't seen each other for more than ten years. Regret is no surprise.

The Cheng family belongs to the southern royal family. Although Cheng Youtian is the eldest son of King Xuan, he is a concubine with no power or power. The son of King Xuan, Cheng Mubai, is weak and sick.

Cheng Youtian needed a wife from a famous family, not a helpless orphan like her.

The third lady sneered slightly, with anger on her brows, "Young Master Cheng, it was your Cheng family who made the engagement at the beginning, and now it is your Cheng family who are retiring the engagement. What do you think you don't regret? Come if you recruit, and leave if you wave? There are people in the world." Such a cheap thing?"

Cheng Youtian smiled coldly, showing disdain in his arrogance, and could not avoid the third wife's questioning, "What do you want?"

The wind and snow poured into the hall, adding a bit of coldness for no reason. Everyone couldn't help but shudder. Yun Buhui got up and bowed gracefully. She was quite a lady. If you offend, please forgive me, Young Master Cheng, since Young Master Cheng doesn't want this marriage, let's let it go. From now on, I, Yun Buhui, and Cheng Youtian's marriage have nothing to do with each other."