Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Yunxi thought that the girl would be angry with her heavy hand. Unexpectedly, now her mind is full of fear of shame.

Beiyuan is not colder than Xizhou, and the snow is not very heavy. But now, Yunxi stands in the empty streets and lanes, watching the pallor of the sky and the ground gradually invaded by the night, he is aware of the cold winter wind.

Long Ziqing congealed Mo Yanran, with his fluctuating eyes and a shallow smile: "I reminded you that you didn't listen."

Mo Yanran turned her back, and her exquisite little face looked at the frost and snow, but she was proud: "you can't tell your father about today. If brother Ziqing said it, Yanran won't like you anymore."

The cold moon is fragrant.

Hearing this, long Ziqing said gently, "then I'll tell the general that you'd better not like me."

Mo Yanran was angry and raised her eyebrows: "I am a common woman in my family, and my mother has no status. If I tell you this humiliating thing, Yanran will not stay in the house."

Looking at Mo Yanran like this, Yunxi was slightly surprised.

This person has points. Mo Yanran is so beautiful, so skilled, or so charming. She is a common woman, which surprised Yunxi. The look of the eyes was fleeting when Mo Yanran looked back.

Mo Yanran sniffed: "today, I want to take brother Qing back to your house. Are you going?"

Yunxi looked at long Ziqing and nodded gently.

Mo Yanran said again, "then why should I call you? After all... After all, I lost to you. If I call your name, it must not be in line with etiquette, not in reason, not in reason!"

Mo Yanran blushed.

The wind cut Yunxi's hair like a knife. She nodded and looked down at the snow in the dark night sky: "if you like, you might as well call Yunxi a girl."

Silence, accompanied by Mo Yanran's surprised color: "you know, this is the name of the God of war painting stream..."

Long Ziqing looked slightly sideways, as if puzzled, and frowned slightly, but the surprise was fleeting.

Yunxi smiled: "Huaxi is dead, why not?"

She escaped from the western state, and now she has entered the northern abyss. What is her fear of this name? They have different looks and identities, but the word "Xi girl" can arouse the heartstrings of many people. If the name of the God of war can rise in the past, it can also be used in the body of Yunxi. Miss Xi not only represents the name of the God of war, but also represents that she is her.

There was a solemn silence between heaven and earth.

Mo Yanran was stunned, but smiled: "I like it very much, girl. It's like God of war is my friend. It's not embarrassing to shout."

Mo Yanran approached Yunxi and the fragrance floated. She gently held her with both hands and turned to the front of the street. And long Ziqing stared at him behind her, and with a smile on his lips, he followed up one by one.

……

Yin Du even into the night, the street is also lively. I don't know how long it took. Mo Yanran stood in front of a mansion and pointed to several big words: "this is the general's mansion. The mansion given by the emperor is also the word mentioned by the emperor."

Night after night.

The girl stood in front of the general's house in white, glanced coldly, and then smiled: "the general's house."

The voice was shallow and cold.

The three characters of the general's house are not auspicious. All the residences she stayed in were killed by the nine families... Yunxi looked back and looked at the vermilion gate.

It was still a night of light stars and thin clouds, and the sky was still cold. Long Ziqing clenched Yunxi's hand and said with a low eyebrow and a smile, "if you like, you can live here in the future."

Yunxi just shook his head slightly and let his cold hand be warm.

Soon, the gate of the general's house was opened at this moment, and dozens of people came out, all bent over and stood: "welcome the prince."

A middle-aged man with deep eyes like an eagle hook walked out and bowed to long Ziqing: "prince, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The man dressed elegantly, not like a general, but like a civil minister, but very restrained and polite.

With that, the man glanced at Yunxi, slightly stunned, then condensed Mo Yanran for a moment, and wrote anger in his eyebrows: "Yanran, come here."

Mo Yanran glanced at long Ziqing, and then quickly stood back to the man: "father, the prince is tired today. Don't delay too long. If the prince is tired, he will be unhappy. Don't take the time to blame Yan Ran. Body bones are more important than anything, aren't you?"

With that, Mo Yanran looked innocently at the house.

Mo Qingshan frowned, but when he looked at long Ziqing, he still smiled: "prince, follow your minister to the mansion."

He hunched over with his arms slightly extended——

"There should be a stove here. Is it still cold?" longziqing looked at Yunxi with a low eyebrow.

Yunxi was a little stunned. At this time, he was still thinking about the stove... Yunxi shook his head slightly and nodded tightly. Let long Ziqing hold her hand and stride in.

Wipe the dark night in white.

Yunxi walked very slowly, with long Ziqing's delicate and elegant back, very close to. He took the girl back to Yindu without any explanation. On the contrary, it was bold to do such intimate actions in front of Wu Chen.

Behind him, the people of the general's house followed him and her, walking very slowly.

……

Since long Ziqing entered the house, he followed Mo Qingshan to the back study, while Yunxi sat in the lobby, holding the stove and waiting quietly, leaving Mo Yanran with a pair of beautiful eyes.

The servant girl served several desserts. Mo Yanran moved the wooden stool to Yunxi's side. While eating, she smiled and asked, "Miss Xi?"

"Huh?"

Mo Yan took a deep breath and said suspiciously, "I always think you look better tonight than when I first saw you, but I don't know where it has changed."

Yunxi smiled and his eyes were slightly picked: "miss Yanran is so beautiful, so don't praise Yunxi."

Mo Yanran coughed: "you are very detained. You don't have the temper of the general house lady. I don't want to ask you this. I want to ask secretly. Who did you learn your martial arts from?"

This question was serious. Mo Yanran put down the mung bean cake in her hand.

Yunxi wanted to answer, but he didn't know how to say it. Naturally, her skill came from hard work on the battlefield. Killing thousands of enemy troops ushered in the name of the God of war, but no one understood it.

Yunxi smiled: "what if it's self-study?"

Mo Yan took a deep breath and smashed the mung bean cake with one palm: "I knew that the girl was a general. She must have such a talent, otherwise she wouldn't defeat me easily. It's a talent, talent!"

Yunxi smiled. She believed it so easily, but it was too different from what she looked like when she just met.

Seeing Yunxi's eyes like clean water, Mo Yanran said again: "when you hit me, I knew that the girl's martial arts must be above her father, which makes me marvel!"

Yunxi's eyebrows were frivolous: "it's a competition, not hitting you."

Mo Yanran sneered, but got closer. Relying on the long candles in the lobby, he seriously coagulated Yunxi's face and swallowed his saliva: "Miss, many young ladies who haven't come out of the cabinet have inquired about the girl's life experience before coming to Yindu. It's not surprising that the girl is the Crown Princess appointed by the crown prince, so it's not surprising that she has become the target of public criticism. General Yun Zhentian is good at treason, but it's much worse than my father. Yun Chenyue has heard that although she is a martial artist, her skill is very poor. Miss Yu Yun The family is from birth, but the skill is surprisingly good. Is it difficult to follow the girl's mother? "