Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Some people lost their way in the dim light and cold night. Gusu city was big, and the thin figure disappeared into the dark night after running a few corners.

On the bow under the bridge, the delicate figure hugged his shoulder and trembled.

The figure in front paced slowly. With just one foot, the boat sank an inch. Yunxi only showed a pair of eyes and looked at the slender man in the night.

The light and shadow are murmuring, and the childe's body is reflected on the river.

The childe glanced at Yunxi, and Mei Hong's thin lips smiled: "isn't this yesterday's girl? Was she driven out by the people of Luo's house again?"

The childe smiled and his beautiful eyes were shining.

Yunxi was slightly surprised, wiped his tears on his sleeve and said carefully, "Shen... Childe Shen!"

She gritted her teeth to make sure she was right.

Shen Jinghong loosened the wood of the oar, took two steps forward and squatted in front of Yunxi: "you remember clearly. Your head is not too stupid."

He looked straight at Yunxi and smiled very well.

The wind was blowing and the river water was dripping and ringing. Yunxi carefully hid in the dark and whispered, "shh."

She put her index finger gently on her lips.

Shen Jinghong was slightly stunned, learning her appearance, and put his index finger on his lips to compare it with a silent appearance.

The boat is small, but it has a hidden place.

Shen Jinghong glanced slightly at the footsteps on the river bank. Some servants passed by, and then a man paced quietly, with the footsteps of lightness skills.

Surprised, Shen Jinghong touched his hand slightly on Yunxi's lips and covered it.

After the footsteps passed, Shen Jinghong loosened Yunxi's mouth: "is this the man who is after you?"

Yunxi shook his head and put his mouth in his ear: "yes... It's the little prime minister."

"What are you running for?"

"Xiao Xianggong killed sister lanshuang, i... I'm afraid." Yunxi whispered, and soon his eyes were filled with dense, and soon tears fell down.

The tears, like hot water, fell into Shen Jinghong's hands.

Shen Jinghong had smiling eyes. When he saw the human skin mask on the side of Yunxi's face, he relaxed and smiled. When he touched it, Yunxi held his hand: "the great minister said that people can't see my face... So... Don't look at my face, okay?"

She prayed with a cry.

The wind blew, and she leaned against the canopy and confused her beautiful pupils.

Shen Jinghong was bitter, but he directly retracted his hand: "the girl's voice is very similar to a girl Shen met. It's Shen's faux pas..."

His eyes were fixed on Yunxi and he was reluctant to leave.

Yunxi whispered, "the girl you know must be very clever, isn't she? She won't be as stupid as me."

Hearing this, Shen Jinghong then laughed.

Shen Jinghong stood up and looked down at Yunxi's tearful face: "the girl Shen met is very skillful and smart. She will not be similar to you. Not to mention..."

"What more?"

"She... The person you love is the most powerful person in the continent, and you little girl can only marry the master of the Luo mansion. How can you compare with her?"

"Oh." Yunxi was a little unhappy. He wiped away the tears on his face and whispered, "that must be different. Although the little prime minister is only a small general, but... I also have a big prime minister. He is also very powerful."

She swore.

In this way, Shen Jinghong became interested and rowed the boat away from here with one hand supporting the wood of the oar. Standing in the warmth of the spring breeze, his posture was lingran, and in his side eyes, the moonlight reflected the meaning of that light smile.

Yunxi blushed: "I tell you, don't tell others."

"OK."

Yunxi sat in the shelter of the boat canopy, pulled his sleeves tightly with his two hands, and whispered, "little Xianggong... It's the Lord... Isn't it very powerful!"

She nodded abruptly and said calmly.

Shen Jinghong tightened his hand on Zhimu, and the corners of his lips were still smiling: "there are so many princes in Eastern Shu, how lucky is the girl to marry who?"

Yunxi leaned here, put his hand out of the canopy and lit the river: "it's Yan Ming, the eighth Lord."

The red lanterns beside the river swayed in the wind.

The sky rises in the color of fireworks, and the crowd is crowded outside the river state. With small bridges and flowing water, the landscape is extremely beautiful. Shen Jinghong turned around and looked at the man in pink in the canopy.

Yunxi and he looked at each other: "isn't it very powerful?"

She smiled, her eyes bent into crescent moon.

Shen Jinghong's eyes were more red: "it is well known that the eighth Lord of Eastern Shu has a clear heart for the God of war painting River; it is well known that the eighth Lord of Eastern Shu never married a wife and concubine."

"But he said that he was pleased with me, so he became my prime minister."

Pulpwood pine falls.

Shen Jinghong paced two steps and held Yunxi's arm directly, forcing her to lie in the canopy.

Darkness reflects light.

Yunxi's eyes were frozen with that beautiful face. Shen Jinghong's hand directly pressed on Yunxi's mask, and her face cooled in an instant.

His eyes are like a woman's bright eyes and bright teeth. Is the beautiful and suspicious face her original face. Yunxi thought, but he saw Shen Jinghong's eyes very red——

He looked at Yunxi and remained silent.

Yunxi whispered, "it hurts..."

Shen Jinghong didn't loosen her arm, but he held her directly in his arms. His posture trembled, and his warmth reflected Yunxi's body.

Yunxi leaned on his shoulder: "son Shen?"

"Yunxi, it's you, isn't it..."

His voice was very broken, as if it had been worn in his mouth for thousands of years and a hundred years before he spoke of loneliness.

Yunxi let him hold it and whispered, "how do you know my name? The prime minister said, you can't tell others, so you must not tell others!"

Her voice was tinged with tears.

The boat was moving slowly, and there were fewer and fewer people on the river bank, but Shen Jinghong held Yunxi and didn't let go: "tell me, he didn't protect you well, did he? Why did you fall here?"

"Who is he?"

"Yunxi!" Shen Jinghong held Yunxi's shoulder and coagulated her suspicious eyes. "Why did you forget the past? Why did you become like this?"

Yunxi frowned, "what are you talking about?"

Even so, Yunxi still looks a little timid and wronged. Shen Jinghong knew she was wrong, so he loosened her hand and sat in front of Yunxi. He asked in a deep voice, "it's Shen who lost his head."

Yunxi shook his head: "you saved me, that's right."

Shen Jinghong said softly, "if I ask you other questions, are you willing to answer me truthfully?"

Yunxi looked at the folding fan around Shen Jinghong's waist and seemed to stare at it for a long time

He took out the folding fan and gave it to Yunxi.

Yunxi smiled and nodded, "that's nature!"

She played with the folding fan, but her eyes never fell on Shen Jinghong again.

Shen Jinghong picked up the man's leather mask and asked angrily, "how long have you been here?"

"I'm from Suzhou. How long has it been?" Yunxi suddenly looked up and looked at Shen Jinghong with certainty. His face became more and more red, but looking at Shen Jinghong's frown, Yunxi said again, "then I'll tell you, don't tell others, okay?"

"OK."

"People said that I was picked up by the young minister in Fangshu, so they treated me very well. But yesterday I met the great minister, who said he would support me in the future, so I recognized him as the minister." speaking of this, Yunxi said "Shh" on his lips, and then smiled, "I seem to be ill in Fangshu, so my mind is not very good, so they treat me very well."

Because of the heat, her sleeves were put down, and her white and tender skin was exposed.

Shen Jinghong stretched out his hand, looked at the red dot on her arm and said softly, "is it a Gu?" the color of the red dot was the trace left by the Gu of Eastern Shu. If she were a Gu, she would lose her wits and become what she is today.

Yunxi was puzzled and whispered, "the prime minister said that Wenzhi killed my family, so he wanted to save me. You can't tell Wenzhi who I am, or he will kill me."

Shen Jinghong shook his head and said in a trembling voice, "do you know who Wenzhi is?"

Yunxi put down the folding fan, but Shen Jinghong frowned: "I don't know."

Don't you remember anything?

Shen Jinghong put down Yunxi's sleeve and sat in the boat with her. He looked at her and said, "do you believe in Yan Ming, the eighth Lord? Wenzhi will not kill you."

"But he killed my family!" Yunxi shouted, "didn't Wenzhi kill my family?"

In the dark.

Her eyes shone on Shen Jinghong's eyes, and then tears came out: "the little Prime Minister killed sister lanshuang, and the big prime minister is not here, so I'm so afraid... I only know you here..."

Her hand tightly grasped Shen Jinghong's clothes, then directly grabbed the human skin mask in Shen Jinghong's hand and pasted it directly on her face. It seemed that after pasting her face, she stopped her fear, but she was straight with Shen Jinghong.

Shen Jinghong lowered his eyebrows and glanced at a bitter smile: "it's true that Wenzhi killed your family."

……

The dark curtain continued, the stars were spotted, and the boats docked.

The sound of footsteps on the river bank is more and more. There, the tall and slender figure stood there, staring at the Yunxi River on the boat, and then stretched out his arm: "it's time to go back to the house, girl." Luo ye said.