The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

Chapter 187 you marry me
Du Yunlie was standing under a tree full of flowers, blending in with the surrounding scenery, looking extremely elegant.

He has a handsome complexion and a peaceful expression. He is dressed in a crimson gauze mid-sole, and his demeanor is gentle and elegant.

As a martial arts practitioner, although he just stood with his head bowed, he was tall and straight, with a sharpness and sharpness that could not be concealed.

Just looking at him like this from a distance, Nangong Yun's impetuous heart suddenly became calm and settled down.

I didn't realize before that, as brothers, Du Yunlie and Big Brother Fu are actually somewhat similar.

They are all born with radiance. Standing in the crowd, without speaking, is enough to make everyone admire, look up, and worship.

They are both high-cold people, but the former chose indifference, while the latter chose gentleness. They all used their own methods to isolate themselves from the world, and they were so bright and flickering that people couldn't open their eyes.

It seems that this sleep will not be able to fall asleep after all.

Nangong Yun nimbly stood on the window and was about to fly down. Du Yunlie's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to fly to pick her up, he saw a light and agile white shadow flying down from the window to the ground, spinning on the ground. , the white skirt fluttered, and the picture was frozen in Du Yunlie's pupils, shrinking into a fairy dancing under the moonlight.

When Du Yunlie came to his senses, Nangong Yun had already stood in front of him, raised his eyes to look at him, and asked lightly: "My lord is still awake so late, what are you doing standing here, looking at the scenery?"

Du Yunlie looked at her with burning eyes, his eyes were incomparably deep and compellingly bright: "I'm looking at you."

Nangong Yun's heart moved, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his lips, "When did the prince become so good at coaxing girls? It seems that he has experienced a lot in these years."

Du Yunlie looked at her seriously, "What I said is the truth. In my heart, you are the most beautiful scenery in the world."

Seeing his sincere expression, Nangong Yun couldn't help being speechless, and said, "My lord, you know that if you say something too seriously, it won't be fun."

Du Yunlie stared at her blankly, seeing the long hair around her ears being blown by the breeze, he raised his hand to stroke the back of her head.

Looking at his gentle expression, Nangong Yun also fell into a blur without knowing it. When he came back to his senses, he subconsciously turned his head away. Du Yunlie's hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly, with a heart He fell down unconsciously.

Nangong Yun suddenly had a feeling that she wanted to run away, and if she stayed any longer, she was afraid that she would really go crazy.

"If the prince is fine, I'll go back and rest first." Nangong Yun said hurriedly, and was about to leave.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Du Yunlie reached out and grabbed her, "Yun'er, don't go. Let's talk..."

Nangong Yun broke free from his hand, looked back at him, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, revealing a hint of sarcasm, and said lightly: "Okay, I just don't know what kind of identity the lord wants me to use to talk to you? It's Nangong Yun , or the silver-faced saint?"

Du Yunlie frowned slightly, "Is there a difference?"

The corners of Nangong Yun's lips twitched, "Of course there is a difference. If it were Nangong Yun, then we wouldn't need to talk. Everything was made clear three years ago; all grievances and grievances were written off three years ago gone."

"Yun'er..." Du Yunlie felt so sad, her simple words wiped out all their past.

"As for the silver-faced saint," Nangong Yun interrupted him, looked at him and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness has been paying attention to the thatched cottage, no matter how big I am, I can't be bigger than Zhuge Kongming, right? What does the prince have to do to the silver-faced saint?" The girl said it, now it’s over.”

Du Yunlie stared at her, speechless for a while.

Nangong Yun said "Oh": "This is very strange, right, then I will put on the mask..."

Just as Nangong Yun was about to take out the silver mask from his sleeve and put it on, Du Yunlie stopped her and said softly: "No need, I like to see your real appearance, every frown and smile are familiar to me."

Nangong Yun was stunned again, she was about to be driven crazy by Du Yunlie, but it was only three years since he had seen each other, when did he become so good at teasing girls, it was definitely a rhythm of eloquence, every sentence could be accurately teased Her heartstrings thumped like a heart fawn.

Nangong Yun kept reminding herself in her heart that she must not be fooled by his beauty, she must be calm, calm...

Du Yunlie asked leisurely, "How have you been all these years?"

Nangong Yun raised his hand and twisted a flower into his palm, and said flatly, "It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad. If the people are good, I'm good; if the people are bad, I'm not good either."

Du Yunlie was stunned by her usual indifferent expression. In fact, it was a useless question to ask her. If she really had a good life, she would not be what she is now.

A person will not be changed easily, only life can change him.

In the past, Yun'er was so innocent, lively and willful. Now, although she still has her own personality, her temper has been restrained a lot and she has become a little calm.

More precisely, she grew up.

If you just want to grow, you will have to pay the price.

He would rather, always protect her from wind and rain, so that she can live without worry.

Nangong Yun's heart was also filled with disappointment. Some things had to be experienced by oneself in order to appreciate them.

With such a huge burden on my shoulders, I know what it means to be exhausted and what it means to be involuntary.

In his place, seek his government.

When you carry the expectations and hopes of so many people, being willful is really too extravagant.

In fact, she no longer hated Du Yunlie in her heart.

Only when he really sat in this seat did he realize how hard he had been through these years.

"My lord, let's get straight to the point." Nangong Yun looked at Du Yunlie firmly, "What is the imperial court's plan for Huaibei? Now, we can have a formal talk."

The corner of Du Yunlie's mouth raised a wry smile: "Yun'er, do you have to talk to me in such a serious and polite tone?"

"Otherwise? My lord, if I were not the silver-faced saint and you were not the lord Qi today, we would not stand here and communicate face to face as equals. In fact, now, apart from our identities, there is nothing left between us." .”

A flash of pain flashed across Du Yunlie's expression, but for a moment, he returned to normal.

Now that we have only each other's identities left, let me use up what is left.

His face finally returned to the usual indifference, showing a sense of indifference, "The imperial court's intention is actually very simple. The Huaibei area is the territory of the Li State, and it is impossible for it to go out independently."

Nangong Yunxiu raised an eyebrow, "We never thought of going out independently, let alone rebelling. The people in Huaibei area have been disappointed with the imperial court, and we only have one request, which is to let us govern completely. Everything in Huaibei, We manage it ourselves."

Du Yunlie was silent for a while, and said: "That's not impossible, it's just..."

Hearing that his tone was a little loose, Nangong Yun suppressed the throbbing in his heart, pretending to be calm and asked: "Just what?"

Du Yunlie smiled: "There has never been a precedent for the imperial court to hand over regional autonomy. In order to prevent future chaos, and to stabilize the hearts of the emperor and the people, we must add a weight to the relationship between the imperial court and Huaibei."

Nangong Yun was a little puzzled when he heard the words, "What weight?"

"Marriage." Du Yunlie smiled softly, "You marry me. Isn't the silver-faced saint married to Prince Qi the most secure guarantee?"

(End of this chapter)