Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The backyard wooden door was gently pushed open.

Jiang Ziyi stared at the people waiting with oil lamps behind the wooden door.

Liuyan was still dressed in light purple gauze. The light blue eyes on his face flashed angry. That anger coagulated Shan Jue in the hospital. He wanted to come forward, but Jiang Zeyi pressed his arm.

The strength is so great that it restricts the pace of Liuyan.

Liu Yan's eyes were soon soaked in tears: "Jiang this meaning! You beat the princess!"

Having said that, the smoke was obviously angry. But Jiang's hand still didn't loosen Liuyan's arm and whispered in her ear, "Liuyan, how long have you been waiting?"

She was angry. Just now she was lying on the wooden door, but she couldn't hear anything clearly.

The wind is too noisy and strong. When he got up to look for Jiang in the middle of the night, he meant that there were no people. Gu Shengyan said that he went to the backyard with a girl and came here in anger.

Sure enough, Liuyan looked at the girl in the yard with big eyes. Liuyan was angry and pointed to Shan Jue: "before I married you, you will have a private meeting with the girl alone. I don't want to marry you!"

Liuyan turned and left, but his hand still bound Liuyan.

Liuyan gritted his teeth: "Jiang this meaning, loosen the princess!"

Shan Jue's eyes smiled, his hands on the stone table, and his face under the flowing smoke Veil: "the princess's face heard that it was changed into a not very good-looking appearance. Now I see it, I don't think it's strange."

This is clearly provocative.

Smoke and stamp: "you girl -"

In an instant, the wooden door on Liuyan's side had been smashed by Shan Jue's palm, becoming a dusty scene, swept up by the wind. Not even a sound came out.

The smoke was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva, and there were more grievances on his face: "I'm going to find my brother!"

Such an aggrieved and timid scene made Jiang Yiyi feel a little cute. He took Liuyan directly in his arms and said softly, "Shan Jue is the helper sought by Ning Xiluo. If you want Xizhou, you can't do without Shan Jue. I'm just here to tell her -"

"Be considerate of yourself." Shan Jue interrupted Jiang and walked out of the backyard directly.

Liuyan's face was stiff and white. Looking at the petite and thin Shan Jue out of the backyard, he was blocked and speechless for a moment. She watched Jiang Ziyi's helpless appearance, and tears fell directly.

"The world says I'm a goblin. I've ruined Beiyuan's lifeblood. How many curses have I received! You have to tell others something about yourself! What a mistake!"

Liuyan pushed away Jiang, so he strode away.

It's just that you can't run away.

Jiang Zhiyi's arms that bound Liuyan were supported by that inch. When Liuyan took the second step, he was pulled back and into the arms of the youth.

Liuyan Leng hum: "how, you know it's wrong?"

A long arrow fell from mid air and nearly hit Liuyan's foot. The next moment, the assassin turned into a blood mist on the wall!

In the dark night, Shan Jue turned back and coagulated the huge Wenfu and took back his palm: "save your life."

Anyone can hear the sound of Liuyan's fast jumping heart here. Liuyan's face is very white. He directly retracts Jiang's arms and looks at Shan Jue in front of him: "thank you..."

Shan Jue stood, coagulating the blood mist, and said with a smile, "it's an assassin from Eastern Shu. You'd better be careful."

Then he turned and walked.

In front, the servant girl waited for Shan Jue and was led by Yu Qianlu.

Here, Jiang Ziyi stroked the smoky hair: "if she kills you, Ning Xiluo won't blame her. Just because she can defeat Miss Xi and resist the enemies of a country."

Liuyan suddenly nodded and said, "her martial arts -"

Jiang Ziyi smiled: "blessed by nature, she is more prosperous than me. That's the reason why you won't provoke her. At the age of 14, your martial arts will stop, but you can still have such ability. Dare you provoke her?"

Liuyan whispered, "so you have nothing else to do with her?"

Even so, Liuyan was still thinking about it at the bottom of his heart. Jiang Zhiyi felt a little funny: "she's old. I don't like it. I like you at your age."

Liuyan sneered and said, "how old is she? Sure enough, she has practiced Lianyin skill like you, so she is not old, she does not die, and she is infertile."

Jiang Ziyi's face changed, and the oil lamp in his hand was directly broken on the ground.

The sound was clear and crisp, shaking the smoke and shivering. The young man's face became cold, but also more suspicious. Just at the moment, there were too many puzzled colors.

Liuyan still looked wronged and pointed to the road Shan Jue left: "you just told her a long time and said so many self-conscious words, I heard these words, and you didn't want to? Sure enough, you told her -"

The smoke stopped and bit his lip.

Jiang Yi bent his eyes: "do you mind the smoke?"

Liu Yan frowned and whispered angrily, "of course I mind your relationship with Shan Jue!"

She frowned. Even if she changed her ordinary face, she was very beautiful in the moonlight.

Jiang Ziyi trembled and didn't know how to ask.

——With Liuyan, you will watch her grow old and die, and you will always be so young, she will not always be beautiful. Not in the world, not in her!

Shan Jue's words were blocked in his heart, and Jiang this meaning smiled bitterly.

Liuyan stretched out his hand and rubbed his face on Jiang Zhiyi: "you turned to me with such an expression?"

Jiang Ziyi looked down and said with a smile, "since the day you were old, I still look like this. I want to ask you this. Don't you mind?"

Liuyan tilted his head and looked at Jiang Ziyi in confusion: "I'm old. What's embarrassing is me... Not you... Why do you mind if you were still young? What's more, you look good all your life, and I'll be happy all my life."

Warm wind across the heart.

Jiang Ziyi suddenly laughed and said nothing. He pulled Liuyan and left.

Liuyan followed Jiang Ziyi behind, hung his eyes, held his hand tightly and smiled inexplicably, but his heart felt pain for some reason.

It seems that someone once pulled her like this, but she doesn't remember. The moonlight is just right, and the memory is in a trance, but now it's more important than anything, isn't it?

"Jiang this idea, if the war ends on the day when Chu Lin'an leaves with Xueying, you can take me away," she whispered.

Jiang Ziyi glanced sideways and saw the moment when the flowing smoke veil fell. The smile on her lips floated in an arc. Although it was not as beautiful as before, it rippled in Jiang Ziyi's heart.

Jiang Ziyi glanced at the starry night and gently nodded his head: "OK."

Liuyan hurried forward, snuggled up to Jiang Ziyi's side, stretched out his hand and rubbed it on Jiang Ziyi's shining head. The dazzling pupil burst into light in an instant: "little monk, keep your hair in the future."

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