Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1860 Is it possible for you to marry through thick and thin, and grow old with me? 4
It's just that Fu Lingcheng's aura of killing iron and blood is more obvious. Although Song Yang seldom has contact with people outside, he can guess who he is by looking at Fu Lingcheng's appearance.

Fu Lingcheng couldn't help but tinged with a smile on his lips, and he cupped his hands and asked, "Dare to ask girl, which famous lady is it?"

"Song Yang." Song Yang is the head of Guizhou.

Fu Lingcheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and apologized to the girl: "It was Miss Song San, it was Fu who was rude, please don't blame San Miss Song."

"Young Marshal is serious. I was going to the front hall, and I was in a hurry. I accidentally bumped into the Young Marshal. Please forgive me." Song Yang smiled gently, his fingertips trembling.

Fu Lingcheng also took a step back, raised his hand and said with a smile: "The Fu family and the Song family have been friends for many years. If the girl doesn't dislike it, then follow Xiao Jiu and call me second brother."

"it is good."

Song Yang has never been a hypocritical person. After he agreed, he said a few words to Fu Lingcheng, and then went to the front hall.

Fu Lingcheng watched her leave. The girl was very thin. When she walked, her skirt was lifted by the wind, and it seemed that green lotuses were really blooming under her feet.

Light and elegant.

The temperament and charm are also unforgettable.

"Hey, who are you talking to?" A lazy voice suddenly came from behind, and Sang Ling leaned against the door frame, and asked with a smile: "Which girl did the young commander meet just now?"

"You are just afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

Seeing Sang Ling's ambiguous smile, Fu Lingcheng really wanted to go up and beat her up. Thinking of something, he took a deep breath and said, "I've almost forgotten my business after being disturbed by you..."

Fu Yuejun was playing chess with Qin Zhiyu and the others inside, when she suddenly saw Fu Lingcheng coming in with a solemn expression, she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong, brother?"

Fu Lingcheng's eyebrows froze, and he said solemnly: "Xiao Jiu, you guessed right, Duan Siyan is really planning to attack the land of Jingchu."

"Fujiwara Hiroshi also joined in."

"Their men and horses have been secretly dormant in Jiangcheng, Xiangjing, and Yiling."

Last time, Fu Yuejun suddenly changed her deployment. She thought that Duan Siyan would not do anything, but the Mianyang base incident suddenly occurred in the middle, which caused a lot of manpower loss on their side.

Some of the soldiers in Xiangjing, Jiangcheng, were wounded, and their injuries hadn't healed yet, which gave Duan Siyan a chance to do something.

For these, Fu Yuejun had already expected, the girl's eyes were cold, and she sneered: "He thought I wouldn't ruin his wedding, so he wanted to preemptively strike."

"Unfortunately he was wrong!"

If it is said that Fu Yuejun in the previous life would not have ruined the wedding.

But now, she is not the person she used to be.

In order to pull out this cancerous tumor in the Duan family, she would do anything at all.

Fu Yuejun pinched a sunspot and rubbed it on his fingertips: "Fusang also suffered heavy injuries, Ruo Fujiwara Hiroshi, if he really thinks that this battle is safe, he won't appear in front of us."

"So Hiroshi Fujiwara definitely left himself a way out."

"Maybe he knew, but he didn't tell Duan Siyan."

So in Hiroshi Fujiwara's heart, Duan Siyan may also be an abandoned son. Hiroshi Fujiwara was reprimanded by the emperor before, and this time there is not much chance of winning. How dare he make a move?
Fu Yuejun knew that they were not so peaceful.

Want to catch a turtle in an urn?
The terrible thing is that the mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

"Tonight is really a night of blood marriage!" Fu Yuejun stood up slowly, the beads on his body collided with each other, making a crisp sound, his face was calm, no sadness or joy could be seen.

But it gave people the impression that her bright red wedding dress was like a setting sun like blood. Although it was suffocatingly beautiful, it exuded a trace of chilling air.

(End of this chapter)