Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

At night.

Luo Sang walked in front and followed closely behind him. Luo Sang didn't turn back, but reduced the speed of lightness skills. Until the man was close to him, Luo Sang stopped and sighed: "girl, if you follow me so closely, you might as well walk side by side. In this way, I can wait for you. You can't turn back."

A foot behind the tree, the shadow swayed and the snow fell for a few minutes.

The green ink moved forward slowly. The veil like a curtain covered the whole face, but the eyes were bright and strange: "when did you find it?"

Qingmo walked on the snow until qingmo stood behind Luo Sang. Luo Sang turned his back and condensed her dress in night clothes: "after coming out of the Wuzu camp, you stepped on Luo's shadow under the moon and found it."

Green ink held a sword, his face was slightly cold and slightly restrained: "it's not bad that it's general Luo Sang."

At night, the snow stopped suddenly.

The Wuzu camp behind Luo Sang was hilarious. The fireworks scattered in the night sky, which reflected the shallow eyes under Luo Sang's skin mask.

Seeing that Lausanne wanted to go, qingmo directly stretched out his arms: "it's not the prince who asked qingmo to follow -"

She hesitated, but refused to ask again.

Lausanne smiled back. His tall figure covered the shadow of green ink. He sneered: "I'm busy."

Qingmo sank his heart and directly lifted the veil covering his face. A beautiful face was exposed in front of Luo Sang. His beautiful eyes coagulated Luo Sang: "the eighth Lord knows the relationship between qingluan and me. How did he find out?"

Llsang, as like as two peas, said: "the same face, do you need to check?"

Qingmo clenched his fist, but didn't know how to answer for a moment. He was at a loss and said, "as long as the crown prince doesn't tell the identity of the eighth prince, you will keep it a secret?"

Lausanne turned his back and walked ahead, but qingmo immediately followed him and directly gave his hand. Within two moves, qingmo was knocked down to the ground, and his eyes were full of fear.

Luo Sang looked at the dirty green ink and said coldly, "after the medical school, those assassins are from the east palace. I don't know if your east palace can collect the body properly?"

Lausanne smiled, but a cold color frightened qingmo. Qingmo hurriedly got up and said loudly, "what are you going to do in Dongshu?"

At this point, her slender hand directly pressed qingmo's shoulder. Looking back, she saw the light dark eyes of peach blossoms.

The eyes, accompanied by a touch of pity, were light in mind.

Seeing the visitor, Lausanne directly swept the lightness skill and flew away from here.

……

Green ink turned back and said in a deep voice, "prince."

The hand loosened the green ink. Facing the dim light and cold night, longziqing said gently, "kneel down."

He was awe inspiring in white. Instead of tying up his long hair, he put it behind him. His eyes condensed in the place where Lausanne left, staring at something, but he didn't wait for what he wanted to see.

Qingmo knelt on the ground and said nothing.

In front of him, long Ziqing just said faintly, "do you know why I let you kneel?"

Listening to this gentle voice, qingmo still couldn't catch any anger. He could only say, "because qingmo made his own decision to follow luosang in Eastern Shu, he failed the prince's church."

Long Ziqing bent - down, picked up the veil that qingmo had dropped on the ground, then bent in front of qingmo, bent his fingers slightly and stroked the dirt on qingmo: "if he killed you here, no one would know. Why should you be anxious?"

"It's green ink that overestimates its strength!"

Long Ziqing put the veil on the green ink hair again, and glanced at her eyes through the pure black veil: "the heart is unstable, why can we achieve great things?"

Green ink was afraid and immediately kowtowed to the ground: "it's green ink's fault. I hope the prince will punish me!"

Long Ziqing has always been gentle, but she is afraid of every gentle language. Now, long Ziqing just looks at her, and she can't guess what the other party thinks. Long Ziqing personally brought Yunxi into the palace. Knowing that it was a tiger's den and that the emperor wanted to be bad for Yunxi, long Ziqing returned to the East Palace, regardless of asking.

Qingmo nodded slightly to see long Ziqing, but saw him nodding slightly and looking at the direction of the fireworks wanton wuzuying: "you're thinking, why did I save Yunxi?"

"Green ink dare not."

Long Ziqing smiled gently, facing the bleak night, he pulled qingmo directly into his arms: "if she has the ability, she can come out by herself. If she doesn't have the ability, what's the use of the East Palace asking her?"

In the arms of longziqing, qingmo never dared to look up at him. Until long Ziqing lifted up qingmo's jaw through the veil and smiled at her slowly, "I'll go back to the east palace to find you. Naturally, you're important."

Qingmo was slightly stunned, but he asked carefully: "how should qingluan deal with..."

Longziqing seemed to think, and finally looked down at qingmo: "since Yunxi is going to Wuzu camp, let qingluan go together... Wouldn't it be good to change her face that's not so like you with the art of imitating tolerance?"

Green ink wanted to ask again, but he didn't know how to speak. Instead, he asked, "how about painting a general?"

Painting cool?

The smile was fleeting, but the deep eye color appeared in long Ziqing's deep eyes for the first time. Across the veil, his lips were slightly pasted on the green ink forehead: "the eighth prince wants to make Beiyuan chaotic, so the East Palace makes him chaotic."

In longziqing's arms, qingmo looked at the handsome face, aroused a deep smile, and whispered, "qingmo understands."

*** ***

The next morning.

A decree was sent directly to general Mo's residence, but the head of the internal prison did not find Yunxi. It took a long time to see the faint man in an inn in Yindu.

When he opened the door, Yunxi saw a man kneeling in an inn and an old warden holding a decree. Knowing what he meant, he immediately knelt down to receive the decree. When he looked up, he took the Edict and followed the old warden outside the inn.

While walking, the old internal prison looked back at the people behind Yunxi and said in a deep voice: "the emperor asked the girl to go to the Wuzu camp today. The girl can take her handmaid with her and look after her. But the girl behind her is so beautiful, but she has to wear men's clothes. Even if she goes to the Wuzu camp like this, she will not be recognized as a girl -"

The old internal warden stopped, and the light in his eyes rustled.

I've never seen such a beautiful person in the palace for decades. Huaxi, famous in four continents, has a beautiful name. Compared with the people behind Yunxi, they will never lose. But he had never heard of such a person, and thought of it was still strange.

Everyone was surprised because the inner prison's words condensed behind Yunxi.

The man wearing a red silk dress lightly glanced at the inner prison in front of him. A trace of killing intention passing through his eyes was also regarded as an enchanting smile.

Yan Ming's voice was cold. He looked at the scene outside the Inn and said, "I've seen the prince."

After listening to this, the old woman can turn back and go out of the Inn and directly kneel on the ground to salute with a group of internal supervisors, while Yunxi is standing in the inn, frowning and looking at the outside of the inn strangely——

Suddenly, Yunxi went out of the inn recklessly.