Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 1306 It's all evil fate, evil fate.

Chapter 1307 It's all evil fate, evil fate.

Feng Qingyang lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, and the moon-white hairband danced with the wind.

He put his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, clenched it tightly, his fingertips turned white, and controlled the sourness rolling in his chest.

"Yue'er, this is none of your business."

Although there were only a few words, it seemed difficult for him to say each word.

Pan Qingyue's entire face collapsed, like an eggplant beaten by frost, she let go of her hands in a slump, and fell down on the snow.

Feng Qingyang's words were like a sap hitting her hot head.

How happy I was before I came, how sad I am now.

Pan Qingyue sat on the cold ground in a daze, wiped her eyes suddenly, and burst into tears.

"Woooooo, brother Qingyang, do you really want to marry Suyu?"

Feng Qingyang frowned tightly, even if he couldn't see his eyes, he could feel his struggle and pain.

He was ruthless again, and asked back.

"no?"

Knowing that he couldn't see, Pan Qingyue still glared at him with red, swollen and tearful eyes, then turned her head to look at Suyu next to her, her chin raised high.

"Did you hear that, brother Qingyang said, no!"

Suyu: ...

Pan Qingyue yelled at her confidently, like a rooster ready to fight at any time.

She sat on the snow for a while, and seeing that neither of them spoke, nor did Feng Qingyang come to pull her, she knew that he was really cruel, so she couldn't be reconciled.

She got up from the ground, knelt down in front of the wheelchair, put her hands on the armrests, and looked up at him.

"Where am I not as good as her? I am better looking than her, I am better at medical skills than her, I, I am cuter than her, younger than her..."

Suyu sneaked a glance at Feng Qingyang, her eyes flicked across his clenched fingertips, her expression was complicated, and she didn't say a word.

Pan Qingyue embraced Feng Qingyang's neck with both hands, and pulled her whole body on him, refusing to let go.

"I, I know that I am not as gentle as Suyu, and I am not as careful and caring as her. I am always clumsy, but, but I can learn.

If you like, I can learn anything and change anything, so don't marry her, okay?Brother Qingyang..."

Feng Qingyang still lowered her head, and after a while, she raised her hand, followed the armrest, touched her little hand, and pushed it out.

"Yue'er, don't change anything, you are you, you are fine, but I... am not good enough for you."

Hearing what he said, Pan Qingyue felt even more sad. Tears blurred her eyes and slid down her cheeks drop by drop.

"Whether you deserve it or not, it doesn't matter what you say! If I say it is worthy, I am worthy!

I only like you, I don't marry anyone, I just want to marry you! "

Feng Qingyang raised his head, became ruthless, and took her clenched hand away again.

"Yue'er, you are not a child anymore, don't be willful."

Pan Qingyue also made up her mind to trap him regardless.

Anyway, he couldn't move, couldn't see, and no one could stop her.

"I don't care, I don't care, I just want to marry you.

If you drive me away again, I will give you medicine, give you an injection, and make you lie on the bed without even thinking about moving.

When we grow rice and produce mature rice, even if dad and elder brother object, we can't control it anymore. "

Feng Qingyang: ...

Suyu clenched and loosened her hands, looked at the entangled two with complicated expressions, then turned and left silently.

Pan Qingyue heard the sound of stepping on the snow, turned her head and glanced, and said something silently in her heart.

Suyu, I'm sorry, brother Qingyang belongs to me and I can't give it to you.

Feng Qingyang sighed softly, thinking of what Pan Geng just told him yesterday.

Pan Qingyue's marriage has been settled, and the national teacher agreed to marry her, and the date will be March [-]rd.

Apart from congratulating him, what else could he say, what qualifications did he have.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Feng Qingyang's heart turned hard, and he grabbed her waist with force, trying to drag her off her body.

Pan Qingyue also has a stubborn temper, the harder he tugged, the tighter she clung to him.

puff-

The wheelchair couldn't support the two of them, and they tilted more and more downwards, and finally they were overwhelmed and fell to the ground.

"Brother Qingyang!"

Pan Qingyue exclaimed, defenseless, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

Feng Qingyang noticed that the wheelchair fell backwards, and the hand that was originally pushing outwards reversed, and at the moment when it fell to the ground, it firmly hugged her waist.

Pan Qingyue didn't feel the pain, and slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself lying firmly on Feng Qingyang's body, lying on his chest.

She noticed the arms tightly wrapped around her waist, and she was overjoyed. She held his face with both hands, and kissed his thin lips with a sweet voice.

"Brother Qingyang, I knew that you still like me. You would rather get hurt than let me hurt."

For a moment, Feng Qingyang's heart softened completely, and even had a little extravagant thoughts.

He forgot the pain and the disability on his body, and wanted this moment to be forever.

But reality is reality after all, Pan Qingyue is young and ignorant, but he can't ruin her life because of her impulsiveness.

"Yue'er, your marriage with the national teacher has been settled."

Pan Qingyue just stole some incense, and her heart was bubbling sweetly, when she suddenly heard this, she was stunned.

The red lips trembled violently, and the words were out of tune.

"Brother Qingyang, what did you just say?"

Feng Qingyang lay on the ground, his back was bone-chillingly cold, his legs ached, and his jaw collapsed into a straight line.

"You heard me right, Yue'er, you are going to marry the national teacher."

Pan Qingyue was still in shock, her nose was blushing, and her eyes were moist with mist.

"I don't want to! I don't want to! I don't believe it!"

After finishing speaking, he got up from him and staggered towards the front yard.

Feng Qingyang just lay on the ground like that, without moving for a long time.

Seeing Pan Qingyue running out crying, Suyu hurried to the courtyard. When she saw this scene as soon as she entered the door, her face turned pale with fright, and she ran towards him quickly.

"Son!"

She ran up to him, first helped the wheelchair up, and then grabbed his arm.

"My lord, it's cold on the ground, how can your body bear it, get up quickly.

Even if you feel bad in your heart, you can't make things difficult for your body, it's finally..."

The following words could no longer be uttered, the tip of the nose was hot, and it was sore that it choked up.

How he got here all these years, no one knows better than her, it is not an exaggeration to say it is hell.

If it weren't for the strong willpower to support it, I'm afraid I would have died of pain hundreds of times.

That's why she insisted on staying by his side. To her, there was no man stronger than him in the world.

Even if he can't see, even if he can't move his legs, he is still a hero.

Feng Qingyang sat in a wheelchair, with her head down, and it took a long time before she spoke.

"Suyu, tell me, am I doing the right thing?"

Thinking of Pan Qingyue's heartbroken and tearful run just now, Suyu couldn't help trembling with her heart, for her, for him, and for herself.

"My lord, Miss is still young, if she gets older, she will understand your painstaking efforts."

Feng Qingyang didn't reply for a long time, and only said another sentence when she was pushed into the room.

"Maybe it's time to leave."

If she gets married, he will have no reason to stay here anymore.

The last time I met my sister, she asked him when he would leave Panfu, and he hesitated.

Even if he stubbornly refuses to admit it, in fact he still has something on his mind.

Over there, Pan Qingyue ran to the front yard crying, and rushed in regardless of whether there were outsiders in the study.

"Father, are you going to marry me to the national teacher? I don't agree!"

Pan Geng was sitting in the study room listening to his father's lecture, when suddenly the door was knocked open, a figure flashed past, and there was a little pear blossom face with rain in front of him.

My little sister looked as pitiful as she could be, her eyes were swollen into small walnuts.

He didn't even need to move his mind, and he knew what was the reason, after all, this day would come sooner or later.

"Sister, don't make trouble, why are you talking to Daddy?"

Pan Qingyue seemed to see him just now, she turned her head and looked at him with blurred eyes.

"Brother, am I really going to marry the national teacher?"

Seeing her sad look, Pan Geng swallowed the words again, and turned to look at Pan Yun who was sitting above him.

Pan Yun frowned, and waved helplessly at his daughter.

"Yue'er, come here."

Pan Qingyue ran over and threw herself into his arms, crying out of breath, repeating only one sentence.

I don't want to marry a national teacher.

Pan Yun glanced at the bronzing post pressed on the table, and sighed faintly.

"Ayue, your aunt begged for this marriage with great difficulty. The national teacher would agree to it, and Dad really didn't expect it. The date is set on the third day of March."

Pan Qingyue looked up at him, her tears kept falling like broken beads.

"It was you who begged, not me, I never said that I would marry the national teacher.

I have never met a national teacher before, Dad is really willing to marry me to a stranger?

You all said it was for my own good, but have you ever asked me if I like it?Would you like to? "

The questioning was like an awl, piercing the hearts of both father and son.

High-ranking nobles pay attention to the right family, marrying strong and strong to consolidate their power and status.

It is for this reason that many first daughters have arranged baby marriages not long after they were born.

Pan Qingyue was born in Pan Mansion, especially since there is a concubine and aunt in the palace, she is destined not to be able to make decisions by herself.

Her marriage is a bargaining chip to consolidate her power and position.

Pan Yun was also very upset. To be honest, he loves this little daughter the most.

Since she was a child, she has followed her in everything, giving her what she wants, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is pampered.

He raised his hand to wipe his daughter's tears, carefully persuading her.

"Yue'er, although you have never met the national teacher, his power and status in Beiming is almost invincible.

Being able to marry him is something many people can't dream of. With his ability, it's not difficult to protect you for the rest of your life.

From now on in Beiming, no one will dare to bully you again..."

The more Pan Qingyue listened, the more uncomfortable she was, crying more and more, sobbing and choking.

"But I don't like it! I don't like it! Anyone who wants to marry can marry. I won't marry anyway. I already have someone I like!"

Her face was full of tears, her eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and there were broken teardrops hanging on her eyelashes.

Pan Yun glanced at Pan Geng and asked silently.

Pan Geng didn't dare to look at him, he lowered his head, if his father knew that the younger sister fell in love with Feng Qingyang, he would probably break his leg.

He was the one who got people into the mansion, and he couldn't absolve himself of the blame for the current situation.

If Feng Qingyang had never lived in Panfu, it would be impossible for the younger sister to fall in love with him.

It's all evil fate, evil fate.

(End of this chapter)