Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

"What my sister thinks is right, even if it is wrong. I never doubt my sister, even if you want to kill me... I won't question your choice!"

The sound fell, but Yunxi broke his tears into laughter.

From the past, painting cool always looked lonely and arrogant in front of people, with few words but also ruthless.

The painter army was afraid of him and often avoided him.

Hua Liang never slows down in enforcing military law. When he sees that others have done something wrong, he kills them directly, not even questioning them. Those who make mistakes don't even know where they are wrong.

This painting is cool. It is still cold in front of Lanfeng. But in front of Yunxi, it's not like that. In Yunxi's eyes, painting cool is a smiling and talkative person.

Now the painting is cold, sealed and lying here, full of red.

He is like a child.

Yunxi unsealed the cool acupoints and said, "when did you and feng'er start..."

Hua Liang turned pale and shook his head fiercely, but he didn't know how to speak.

Yunxi said again, "if you don't say it, don't say it. I don't want to embarrass you."

Hua Liang stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Yunxi's clothes: "once upon a time, I never thought about having anything with feng'er. Feng'er grew up with me. In the painting house, she knew her identity and was always afraid. I just wanted to give feng'er peace."

"Sympathy?"

"Not so..." Hua Liang smiled bitterly and gently loosened Yunxi's clothes. "My sister must have remembered what happened with Chu Lin'an. At that time, I forced Chu Lin'an to forget him. So my sister hated me and I wouldn't say anything."

Yunxi frowned slightly, but smiled bitterly: "it's over. Don't mention Chu Lin'an anymore. I owe him. I'll find a way to pay it back. It has nothing to do with you."

Hua Liang murmured, "you are the God of war and the leader of the painter army. Others like you, and so do I, as a younger brother. Many times I wonder how he de can get to know my sister in the painting house and how he de can let her treat me like this... I want to be good to my sister in every way, but Feng ER..."

At this point, the painting is cool.

Yunxi said, "feng'er treats me very well. She's no worse than you. I've never forgotten these."

Painting cool wry smile: "Feng'er's nature of mind, I understand, but how can I not understand? You are the God of Xizhou and the one feng'er loves. Jealousy also planted seeds in feng'er's heart. That year, the painter army killed her father and mother, and her brother died because of it. I know how miserable it is. She hates the painter army, but she also loves her sister, but she also envies her sister and hates her sister."

The painting cools Yunxi and raises his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Yunxi's eyes.

The cloth was wet in Yunxi's hands.

Painting Liang raised his scattered hair crown and put it on his chest. Painting Liang looked away and smiled: "Feng'er was pleased with me and knew your position in my heart. She asked Chu Lin'an to change her face because you were painting the river and because she wanted me to look at her more. At that time, there were too many wars and I was too tired. In addition, I couldn't take care of myself and was a little cold to feng'er..."

"Then you --"

"Feng'er is devoted to me and seriously injured. She accompanies me day and night. She is happy with me. How can I let her break her heart? My sister doesn't want feng'er to live well?" Hua Liang looked at Yunxi and smiled gently. "If love can make her hate less, I'm willing to do this and let feng'er stay away from the pain of those nightmares."

Nightmare

Hearing this, Yunxi smiled bitterly. Painting Lanfeng often had nightmares. Even the doctors in the imperial palace had no way, even if the medical skills were like her. Painting Lanfeng was so gentle and gentle from childhood to childhood. Who could have thought it would be like that?

Yunxi wiped his cool hair and said, "I can understand if you want to make up for those mistakes."

"My sister no longer contacted Chu Lin'an, but was able to stay with Wenzhi as I wanted... At that time, I was happy and unhappy. If my sister could live a peaceful life, then painting would be cool. When feng'er went to find me, I accepted her and promised her an identity. If I lived simply, I think my father could forgive me. Feng'er is not a painter, By virtue of my military exploits, the palace will forgive me for my withdrawal, princess, and what I have done. "

Yunxi smiled bitterly: "but Ning Xiluo wanted to paint Lanfeng as the imperial concubine. There was no sign. Feng ER kept saying that there was a problem between me and Ning Xiluo, but I didn't know what the problem was. She blamed me, always blamed me."

However, all this is clear now.

Painting Liang frowned tightly, but his fingers grasped the quilt: "what is love? Feng'er can see it better than anyone. Can my sister understand it?"

Yunxi was stunned, but he didn't speak.

Yunxi put down the wiping cloth, took out a dress from the cabinet and put it gently on the side of the painting: "I bought it for you that day. I just thought you would wear black clothes for a long time, so I bought you other colors, which will look good on you."

On the cool side of the painting, there are five sets of clothes.

Painting cool eyes color has been gradually mild. He reached out and touched these clothes and whispered, "what color does my sister like me to wear?"

"Later -"

"Huh?"

Yunxi smiled: "don't call me sister in front of others. If so, doesn't the world know who I am?"

The painting was cool and deep: "your appearance is very different from that of Huaxi. Even if I call you sister, others must think you threatened me, so they let the painting general call it like this. In the end, they won't think much."

Yunxi sneered, "I'm sorry."

Such a cloud stream makes the painting cool and the heart warm.

However, Hualiang thought of something and said, "Yan Ming, I already know your identity."

"I know."

Hua Liang was stunned: "why do you know?"

This puzzled question made Yunxi laugh again: "I checked Yunxi's past and didn't get in touch with the people of Eastern Shu, but Yan Ming always said that he was already pleased with me. I thought that Yunxi's appearance was not good, and he was not a good person in the past, and his character certainly didn't attract the people of Eastern Shu... Just thought that I had followed Yan Ming for other reasons. If there was only one saying, it was because Yan Ming is very clever. I have never seen anyone smarter than him. Do you understand what I mean? "

The tone was faint, but the painting was cold but puzzled: "you know, still -"

Yunxi shook her head gently. "The extermination of the painting house has something to do with Eastern Shu. Maybe he just wants to make amends? As long as he doesn't do anything wrong, doesn't kill the people and is always kind, then I don't have to worry about it all the time." Yunxi's face turned pale. She looked at the painting coldly: "it's Ning Xiluo who killed the painter. It's Ning Xiluo who doesn't believe me. Do you understand?"

Yunxi's hand was already on a snow blue man's dress. She handed it to Hualiang.

Hualiang took the man's dress and made a gentle hum. Then, Hualiang held Yunxi for a long time and didn't want to let go. He murmured in her arms, "don't sleep tonight. Talk to me, will you?"

He smiled, and the beautiful color on the tip of his eyes lingered in Yunxi's eyes.