Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Yan Ming pointed to the little monk——

Under the moon, the little monk's face was beautiful and quiet.

Yan Ming got up slowly, with a smile on his lips and looked down at the little monk.

The little monk got up, but he nodded and looked at Yan Ming because of his lack of height. Finally, he said sadly, "I already said that if Miss Yun read more painting books, I can guess what the reason for Beiyuan's prosperity is."

The four countries are at odds with each other.

Naturally, these are the reasons for their prosperity. After so many things, Yunxi can see clearly that relying on military strength and wealth alone can no longer support the ability of a country. There is ningxiluo in the western state, Yan Ming in the eastern Shu, and Nanyue doesn't know. Naturally, there will be a person with high ability in the Beiyuan. The so-called lifeline of the Beiyuan is the little monk in front of us - Jiang Zuyi?

Yunxi was slightly stunned: "the master is so old that Yunxi can't see that the master's ability is normal."

Seeing Yunxi, the little monk smiled a little: "I know all the things about the girl. It's because Beiyuan has many dark lines around the girl. Those who protect the girl can kill one dark line, but not a hundred. Even if I tell the girl now, how many people can the girl find?"

The words fell, but Yunxi was slightly surprised in his heart.

The mountains behind him were silent, black birds flew away, and there was no sound.

Yunxi smiled: "the people who pass by in the streets, the old people selling goods on the side of the road and the waiter in the restaurant may be your dark line. What does it matter? Ning Xiluo and long Ziqing will monitor Yunxi. You are not the first or the last. Yunxi doesn't care about these."

The little monk smiled again: "the girl never asked why she was entangled by so many people?"

This question suddenly stunned Yunxi——

She nodded and matched Yan Ming's eyes. The extremely beautiful face shocked Yunxi's heart. Since the day of rebirth, there have been so many people around her

At this time, Yan Ming smiled gently at Yunxi: "why, have you ever thought about it?"

Yunxi said coldly, "because of bad luck."

The little monk laughed and suddenly said, "Ning Xiluo likes you because you are similar to the God of war Huaxi. Long Ziqing came to you because your skill is suitable for the east palace. What about the eighth prince in front of you? Is it because of the girl's appearance or skill? But as far as I know, the girl's skill is not as good as the eighth prince?"

The words fell. Yan Ming's face was not good with a smile. He looked at the little monk and said coldly, "Jiang this meaning, that's all."

The palm wind is spinning in the palm of long Ziqing's hand

The little monk sat in place again, raised his eyes and looked at him fearlessly: "the dark line once said, where do you like the East Palace crown princess?"

Yunxi looked at him, shaking Yan Ming, and his hand under his sleeve was already clenched.

Yunxi said coldly, "I don't want to ask or know. Let's stop tonight."

After that, Yunxi turned and entered the temple, but Yan Ming grabbed his arm directly: "I just came, but you don't want to say more with me?"

Yunxi turned his back to Yan Ming and said faintly, "the Tao is different, don't plan."

"What is Tao? In your eyes, is the East Palace your Tao?" his voice took a slight tremor, but it also made Yunxi tremble all over.

Yunxi said in a clear voice, "the death of 88 painters has something to do with you, and the death of Zhang Liang has something to do with you, so this is my way! It's my way of Yunxi!"

The leaves blew and cut her cheek.

Yunxi didn't move, and Yan Ming didn't speak any more. From the moment he released his hand, Yan Ming held Yunxi again and dragged him directly to his arms. His eyes were red and coagulated Yunxi: "the way of the East Palace is to use you!"

Yunxi's eyes were all red. She sneered and said, "there is no life under the east palace!"

Yan Ming was stunned, then looked at the injury on Yunxi's cheek and wiped it slightly with his hand. Yunxi knocked his hand off and said in a cold voice, "I said, don't touch me!"

The crimson lips trembled slightly, Yan Ming's eyes were dark, and the rustling starlight fell into his eyes. The evil influence disappeared, but in exchange for his trance smile: "you still think I'm dirty."

The cloud stream shakes like a sieve, and tears overflow.

She clenched her teeth and didn't know how to reply to Yan Ming. How many times did he save her and help her? How many good things she remembers, like painting a blue Phoenix, those murderous thoughts that must die linger in her heart.

She raised her hand and put her sleeve arrow against Yan Ming's neck: "if you are not the eastern Shu royal family, you will still be my friend and benefactor. But if you are the eastern Shu royal family, you will no longer be my friend or benefactor."

Looking at the arrow close at hand, Yan Ming said with a bitter smile, "have you ever treated others like this? Have you ever been to someone with you in your heart?"

He said the word "others" very seriously.

The extremely beautiful eyes are so red that they seem to want to drip blood stains. His face was young, but it also had the smell of youth. Although he was one head higher than Yunxi, he was still a young man that year. He breathed close at hand, and every word was wronged.

Yunxi put down his sleeve arrow and said, "don't appear in front of me again."

She turned her back and closed her eyes.

Yan Ming whispered, "on the day you were taken away by the East Palace, Hualiang wanted me to save you. Therefore, I have been waiting for you to change your mind and let you be taken away willingly."

Yunxi said with a wry smile, "it was a decision a year ago to marry to the east palace. I won't change it. Even if I don't marry to the East Palace, I won't go with you. Do you understand?"

He suddenly said coldly, "you said that Shen Jinghong didn't want you to marry to the east palace."

Yunxi clenched his fist: "he's dead!"

The sound was so loud that Yunxi couldn't restrain her tears and fell directly. She slapped Yan Ming, but Yan Ming didn't fight back and fell directly to the ground.

The white skin spilled blood

Yan Ming staggered up, put his palm over the place just beaten by Yunxi, and gently asked, "you've seen your body, don't you be responsible..." he looked at Yunxi with blood on his lips and a faint sad smile.

Yunxi clenched his hand and wiped his tears fiercely: "you see me, too. It's fair! Do you still say that these are meaningful now? The past is over. If the East Palace wants to enter, it also wants to marry. If you wait for me, it's a waste of effort!"

"Waste?" Yan Ming lowered his eyebrows and raised his lips leisurely. "Is it still meaningful to say waste now?"

He smiled. Every place looked beautiful, but it was sad.

Hearing this, the little monk turned red, turned his back directly and read: "it's not a big deal for the girl to have a private meeting with the people of Eastern Shu, but the eastern palace issued an order to supervise and protect the girl. I hope the girl can understand that I'm not listening to the root of the wall, not to the root of the wall... My mouth is very strict..."