Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Yunxi held the silver note in his hand, looked at the words on the silver note carefully, and then handed it out.

Her appearance really made Yan Ming unhappy. He pressed Yunxi's hand: "if Hua Liang knows you are so worried about him, he will be angry. You are considerate."

The silver ticket was taken back by Yunxi again. She didn't understand: "the painting is cool and the heart is happy with you. Why are you angry?"

Yan Ming smiled back: "painting cool also said that my heart is happy with you."

Yunxi frowned: "qingluan is still worried that Hualiang has a mind for me. You think more than that girl Yanran. Hualiang has lost his memory for a long time, but now he doesn't know anyone except me. Naturally, he cares about me."

Said here, Yunxi still pursed his lips.

She asked for such a long time, but she didn't ask anything. She just said that when she said the bride price, there were more talents in front of her. Maybe Miss Yan likes rich families? If so, painting Liang's poor and white appearance can't get into the eyes of this girl. But Yunxi frowned again and thought of what Yan Minggang had just said. Suddenly, his face was a little twisted.

Yan Ming frowned: "what's the matter with you?"

Yunxi bit his lips and thought for a long time: "don't you want to be a dowry girl to marry me to the east palace?"

The boy looked pale.

Yunxi directly patted Yan Ming on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "no problem. The position of the side imperial concubine is for you. Your appearance must be hundreds of times higher than the rumored Princess qingmo. Be confident."

The hand under the young man's sleeve had made a noise. He endured the anger in his eyebrows: "Yunxi!"

Yunxi laughed with a puff. Under the moon, the cold eyebrows overflowed with warmth everywhere.

She hung her eyes, held Yan Ming's hand and gently wiped the oil stain on the cuff: "I know it's an oil stain that can't be washed off. Even so, you look good. It's very... Good-looking."

The oil stain was left by Yan Ming wiping her hand that day. Even if he helped Yan Ming wash the cuff, he still left the stain. Yunxi felt ugly, so he bought the pure white yarn for him. The shadow was about to cover it, but it was also good-looking.

The night was heavy and slow, her eyebrows were gentle, and every smile was left to the people in front of her.

Yunxi remembers that the people in front of her look at her, and also remembers the extremely gorgeous color of the lips of the people in front of her.

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A short time accompanied by the wind and sand, but also in the sound of the hoofs of various soldiers and horses, spread in sequence. It's only ten days since I came out of Lanling, and I'm about to reach the Beiyuan Dengzhou. It's located in the southwest of Lanling, but the mountains are a little steep.

At night.

Six thousand troops and horses stopped to rest in the mountains, but Yunxi was not calm. He looked at the color in the distance and didn't move for a long time. On his side, Mo Yanran looked for a long time and asked, "are you in a daze again?"

Yunxi squatted on the ground, picked up a stick from one side and drew a circle in the soil.

Mo Yanran squatted down and looked confused: "what are you doing?"

Yunxi inserted the stick into the soil, took out large and small notes from his arms and threw them on the ground. He whispered, "the news of the East Palace hasn't stopped all the way. You don't remember."

Mo Yanran's eyebrows coagulated, but he didn't dare to say more.

Behind him, the painting was cool and bent over Mo Yanran. His narrow eyes were as thin as ice: "forty thousand troops of the fire averse country attacked the Jiangyuan city of Beiyuan, sixty thousand troops of the three small countries of Yushen, Jiexiong and jiaoruo attacked xiapi City, and forty thousand troops of the Xianzu country attacked Dengzhou of Beiyuan. We have to pass through Dengzhou first to reach xiapi City, and then reach Jiangyuan. Do you understand?"

Mo Yanran nodded vaguely, and then asked, "Jiang Yuan, Xia PI and Deng Zhou are connected. It's hard to break through, so the five small countries first sent 80000 troops and horses, and then 80000 troops. They are divided into three parts to attack together. It's normal to dilute the troops of the Wuzu camp. No wonder the palace is so anxious, but I don't know what's going on with my father..."

Mo Yanran hung her eyes, coagulated the circle drawn by Yunxi, and still twisted the tip of her eyebrows.

Yunxi smiled: "so I want to leave here in advance and go to Xianzu border."

Mo Yan nodded.

Then he suddenly got up and said loudly, "what did you say?"

The circle drawn on the ground is Xianzu small country, and the stick represents Yunxi.

Yunxi looked at Mo Yanran so shocked that he could only look at Hua Liang: "you stay here and I'll come back in a few days."

Hua Liang was unhappy: "Xianzu is the most powerful country among the five small countries, and stationed 40000 soldiers in the border city. He has been trying to invade the Northern Yuan Dengzhou. How can you get there? If I accompany you -"

Yunxi smiled clearly, but shook his head: "it doesn't take a soldier or a general to let Xian ancestors withdraw. This is my idea. If you go, the plan is not feasible."

Although Hualiang was worried, he still used the look of disgust: "you? Take a dozen 40000?"

Yunxi smiled and gently pointed to the person not far away: "someone will accompany me."

When Hua Liang looked back, he saw the man in red several feet away packing up the package on the side of the war horse. It seemed that he received this look. The man smiled, and the crescent colored glass eyes coagulated the color of evil Qi.

Hualiang immediately shouted, "no!"

Mo Yanran immediately replied, "she can't do martial arts. What do you take her for?"

Yunxi youyou got up and pointed to the cool face of the painting: "is it nice?"

Mo Yanran nodded.

Yunxi asked, "if you were forced to marry him, would you kill yourself?"

Mo Yan shook his head.

Yunxi smiled again: "if you have enough 100000 Liang to marry, and then force you to marry him, will you?"

Mo Yanran looked at the painting and nodded.

The painting's cool face was very ugly at the moment. Against the thin sky of stars and clouds, he angrily said, "what are you trying to say?"

Yunxi compared a "Shh" on his lips. His cunning eyes coagulated Yan Ming on the side of the war horse and whispered, "beauty trick, is it OK?"

Mo Yanran grinned at the corners of her lips, vaguely looking at Yan Ming who didn't know what was ahead: "go early and return early."

This is indeed a stiff voice.

When Hua Liang heard this, his cold eyes softened. He stood in front of Yunxi and whispered, "if the plan fails, leave Yan Ming in Xianzu. Don't save her."

Yunxi smiled, raised his hand and scraped his straight nose: "if you fail, you will save me. Just as I have saved you countless times."

Painting Liang's face turned red. Looking at Yunxi's just taken back hand, he nodded: "I believe you."

Yunxi came forward and gently held the painting cool: "two days, wait for me two days."

After that, Yunxi turned and went to Yan Ming.

Behind him, the painting was cool but stood upright, and his eyebrows and eyes were frozen with the back of Yunxi for a long time.

——"She seems to be afraid of people around her dying, so she often does some very dangerous things alone."

In my heart, I don't know who is saying those words. It's painting Lanfeng. Maybe it's also my former father.

And is this "she" Yunxi or Zhanshen painted Xi?

Mo Yanran saw that the person on her side stood tall and slender. The clothes formula shook in the wind and looked very good.

The broken ice like eyes reflected the black of the moon, and the painting was cool and said slowly: "whether it's the battle of Mo City, Yuecheng city or Lanling, none of these 6000 soldiers were injured. If she wants, I'll guard here and wait for her to come back."