Chapter 62
Nalan Ying's eyes sank, and then she smiled and said, "Silly girl, if you say you think too much, you still don't believe me, who said I want to get married?"

"Isn't Miss Si going to marry the Ninth Prince? I heard that the dowry in the palace will be delivered tomorrow!" Qiuyue whispered.

"Send a betrothal gift?" Nalan Ying's pupils tightened suddenly, and she subconsciously grasped Qiuyue with both hands.

Qiuyue only felt a pain in the palm of her hand, and frowned slightly, but she didn't shake off Nalanying's hand, and let her hold it firmly, until she suddenly realized that she was still holding Qiuyue's hand, and quickly let go of it. open.

"Qiuyue, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Nalan Ying asked with concern.

"No, miss, it's all right!" Qiuyue comforted.

Seeing the red mark on Qiuyue's palm, Nalanying felt a flash of self-blame on her face, she shouldn't be so restless.

Qiuyue looked worriedly at Nalanying's uncertain little face, and knew in her heart that she definitely didn't want to see the person who gave the dowry tomorrow.

"Miss, don't think about the comb for now. You should rest. You have to go to the embroidery room tomorrow, and you will be tired again!" Qiuyue said.

Nalanying was full of worries, how could she sleep, seeing Qiuyue tidy up the broken comb, turned around to help her prepare footwashing water, she couldn't help but her eyes sank, and the appearance of a silver-faced man reappeared unexpectedly In her mind, the idea of ​​resisting marriage in her heart became more and more determined.

After Qiuyue waited for her to wash up, she changed her bedtime clothes, then said some comforting words and left, while Nalan Ying pretended to close her eyes, making Qiuyue think that she had gone to bed early.

The moment the door was closed, Nalan Ying suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the candlelight beside the bed, her eyes flickered, she couldn't marry, she definitely couldn't marry, didn't the silver-masked man say he could help her?Then go to him. When this thought came to her mind, Nalan Ying couldn't fall asleep anymore. She sat up suddenly, tied her messy hair with a purple ribbon, and casually Putting on a robe to wrap himself tightly, he opened the window and ran towards the back mountain lightly.

The night wind brought a strong chill, and Nalan Ying didn't care about it, but quickly ran towards the back mountain along the path where he chased the silver-masked man last time.

Walking through the lush green grass, Nalan Ying finally saw the empty place where she met the silver-masked man last time, bursts of joy filled her heart, but when she saw that there was no one there, The smile on her face faded slowly.

Nalan Ying sighed inwardly, he was just talking casually, right?Otherwise, why wasn't he there when she needed his help the most?And I was so stupid, so stupid that I believed his words. At the most uncomfortable moment in my heart, I thought of him and hoped that he could help me, but he was not there.

The gloomy eyes made people feel distressed in the dark night, but when the silver-masked man standing behind the tree saw those bright and shining eyes suddenly dimming, his heart felt like a needle prick.

He couldn't breathe, but he could feel the urgency in her heart to see him. Although she knew that she wanted to find him to use him, but her footsteps couldn't help walking towards that sad figure. past.

"Did you miss me? Did you rush up the mountain to find me?" The silver-masked man's playful voice sounded in the dark night, and suddenly the small figure standing not far in front paused, and then turned around in surprise. Turning his head, the silver-masked man's eyes, with those flying hair, were fixed in the heart of the silver-faced man, and in his obscure eyes, there was a deep nostalgia that he couldn't hide.

"Where are you?" Nalan Ying asked with a smile.

"I'm in a bad mood. After I came here, I took a walk around the mountain. I met you unexpectedly. Could it be that you are also in a bad mood?" The silver-masked man blinked at her.

"Yeah, I'm also in a bad mood, it seems that we are on the same path!" Nalan Ying muttered dissatisfiedly with her small mouth.

"Why?" The silver-masked man looked at her in surprise.

"Tomorrow, the royal dowry will be delivered to the family!" Nalan Ying said with a frown.

"Huh?" The silver-masked man's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect the empress dowager to be so fast, and the marriage that was just mentioned would be given a dowry so soon.

"Didn't you say that? If I don't want to marry, I can ask you for help. The dowry will be sent down. Is there any room for change?" Nalan Ying looked at the silver-masked man.

"You don't want to marry that much?" A look of pity flashed in the eyes of the silver-masked man, although it was only fleeting, Nalan Ying caught it.

She then explained: "The reason why I don't want to marry is not because he is stupid, but because I don't want my marriage to be controlled by others!"

The silver-masked man felt better, and he immediately smiled and said: "If you don't want to marry, there is really a good way!"

"Then why don't you tell me?" Nalan Ying smiled happily.

The silver-masked man looked at her bright little face, and couldn't help feeling sour. He was trying to help her with ideas, but he pushed her further and further away from him.

"You call it sick!" the silver-masked man said.

"Sick?" Nalan Ying's small face was lost in thought.

"If you call yourself sick, the people in the palace will definitely not be able to rush you, then the marriage will be postponed indefinitely. As long as it is delayed, there will be no chance to cancel the engagement, won't you?" The silver-masked man blinked his eyes and asked. she.

Nalanying's small face suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny, she blinked her bright eyes, and said with a smile: "Well, you are right, who would dare to marry a sick child home, let alone marry a royal family?" , It is always a good idea not to have a sick woman in the royal family, not even a court lady, let alone a concubine! "

The silver-masked man looked at her ever-changing little face, when it was sunny for a while, and gloomy for a while, he couldn't help laughing: "You can't stay sick for a long time, and the palace can't wait for you all the time, so it's better to do it as soon as possible." Intend!"

"Don't worry, as long as the dowry can be returned tomorrow, I will have a way not to marry!" Nalan Ying promised.

"Why do you want to return the dowry?" The silver-masked man looked at her suspiciously.

"I didn't want to marry at first, so why do I need that dowry?" Nalan Ying raised her eyebrows and asked.

There was a flash of admiration in the eyes of the silver-masked man. The dowry gift given in the palace must be of great value. However, in front of Nalan Ying, it was so worthless. To her, money seemed to be nothing. Not that important, remembering that day when I met her on the boat, she said that she likes gold, so she couldn't help asking: "For others, money is elusive, but why are you so free and easy, is it sincere?" No need, still?"

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