Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The chaos in the wine shop suddenly became quiet.

The beautiful woman landed slowly in the air, her ink hair rose and fell, her eyes were clear and bright, and she looked at the pale boy in her arms.

Everything that has gone away seems to be close at hand.

——Huaxi, goodbye to me. Do you still remember your promise? Times have changed. You must not remember, but it doesn't matter. The price of rebirth is like this.

Yan Ming smiles, staggers back and hides behind Nian huaisu. His slender hand still held the Guqin. Even if he was so frustrated, there was no damage to the guqin, but his face turned white.

All the guests in this building cared and stared at Yan Ming's face: "young master, are you all right?"

Everyone is asking, with one voice.

Everyone knows that he is a man, but everyone has not paid attention to this problem. It is not important for them whether he is a man or a woman. This beautiful person is already their expectation.

Yan Ming nodded and smiled, and said in a low voice to the guests of the wine shop, "nothing. Thank you for your help, otherwise you will break the Guqin."

Yan Ming seemed not to know the person in front of him. He leaned slightly towards the painting River: "girl, good skill."

After that, Yan Ming moves his eyes to the gate of the wine shop.

There, Xiao Erjing stood there and gently opened the door. A touch of sunshine fell here. It was warm and hot. The color of glass in Yan Ming's pupils was more intense.

He turned, smiled, carried forward and went straight out of the door.

In, huaisu took a deep look at Huaxi, and his eyes were clear and gentle: "Miss Xi, goodbye."

In, huaisu followed Yan Ming away. The young man Shen An naturally bent over the painting River and walked away quickly.

There were so many people in the wine shop, but Huaxi felt extremely peaceful. She stood in the middle of the stage of the wine shop, bypassed layers of people, looked at the already disappeared strong red clothes, but her heart hurt for some reason.

Goodbye, if never met.

She and Yan Ming should have been like this, and they should have been the result. This is what she wants, isn't it?

Huaxi nodded and stood, and Yi Jue fell with the door closed. Her beautiful face dispelled the cold indifference. She looked straight at qingluan in the wing room on the second floor.

There, qingluan looked down at her, and the corners of her eyes were still red.

The guests in the wine shop seemed to react and fell on Huaxi. They were shocked. This woman was born beautiful. I'm afraid no one in the continent dares to compare with her except the sound teacher

Those people thought, but no one dared to look more.

The beauty of the painted stream lies in its coolness, which is inviolable. Even a smile brings a sense of alienation. It is this alienation that makes her beauty a little less fireworks.

Without saying anything, Huaxi took a deep look at qingluan and went straight out of the wine shop.

Qingluan panicked, went down from the second floor and followed directly. He saw Gu Shengyan guarding the door.

Gu Shengyan leaned over and smiled: "Princess qingluan, Miss Xi asked the slave to take a word."

Standing under the scorching sun, qingluan's red eyes were more dark, and said with a bitter smile, "girl, but you're upset?"

She asked. She could accept the answer.

Gu Shengyan shook his head slightly and smiled on his young face: "Miss Xi said that if you want to use the rebirth poison, you have to wait. As for how to wait, you should understand."

After that, Gu Shengyan blessed his body and left.

Qingluan stood here stunned, looking at the long road ahead and suddenly stunned——

She thought deeply, but she didn't know how to do it.

She wanted to go back to the East Palace, but she couldn't help moving in the opposite direction. When qingluan reflected, she was already standing outside the shabby thatched house.

The hut was old and exposed everywhere.

How can such a place be compared with the mansion she gave Yan Ming?

But Yan Ming has to live here——

Qingluan frowned and stopped at the door, but her outstretched hand did not dare to knock at the wooden door. If she had been a year ago, she never thought that she would be behind the eight kings of Eastern Shu.

The scorching sun is in the air, and the roasted qingluan is a little uncomfortable.

Qingluan clenched her teeth, knelt directly outside the hut and said loudly: "Xingyue Gu, I will spend the power of Beiyuan to find it, whether 50 or 100, I will spare no effort!"

There was still no movement in the door.

Qingluan nodded and continued: "I'll give you whatever you want! Even my life! As long as you can tell qingluan, 20000 stars and moon insects can be raised in less than ten years!"

Her eyes were red and she crawled in the mud.

The door was silent and no one answered. After a long time, a young man opened the door and looked at qingluan with fixed eyes: "princess, master Ming asked Xiao to take a word."

Qingluan suddenly got up: "what?"

Shen An frowned, looked carefully at the door, sighed, and took out a beautiful box from his arms and handed it to qingluan.

Qingluan took the box, opened it slightly and closed it suddenly.

The box is full of star moon insects and insects, which she gave to Yan Ming. There are about 15 in it... What does Yan Ming mean?

Shen An looked at qingluan like this and said, "the master said, come back to the forest at night. The master is tired now, so he can't see the princess. He will teach the girl to raise these star moon insects at night."

Shen An said and closed the door.

With a bang, qingluan's mood was dispersed. She hung her eyes, coagulated the beautiful wooden box in her hand, and rubbed it gently. Her red eyes shed some light.

The so-called waiting is to raise the poisonous insects again. There will always be 20000 one day. This is what Miss Xi said! But this day is far away, but she is willing to wait. As long as she lives to one day, the Dragon Ziqing will be reborn, won't she?

She doesn't want any dignity.

Once she was full of girls from Xi. She remembered the ugly words she said to long Ziqing. But when she saw longziqing die in her arms, her heart was like a crack.

The taste was like what longziqing asked her.

Is she wrong?

But if she does it again, does she want long Ziqing to untie the Gu? She thought she would, but she was willing to bear the price of her life for long Ziqing.

Beiyuan is the place where she was born, but the painting house is also the place where she was raised.

Long Ziqing was kind to her when she was young, but Huaxi was also kind to her. She loved Xi girl as her life and long Ziqing as her life. If it's all her life, why shouldn't it be her?

Qingluan stumbled away from here, but she didn't know that there was a pink shirt behind her. There was a man standing there for a long time. The man came with qingluan and left with qingluan.

Qingluan stopped, as if she felt something wrong. When qingluan turned back to condense, the man had disappeared here.

There was no shadow under the tree.

Qingluan thought she was dazzled. She just smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I thought Miss Xi followed me... What am I thinking..."