Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The wind and cloud were unpredictable, and there was a rainstorm immediately after the scorching sun.

The people in the house opened the window gently. Their gentle eyes focused on the place far ahead and sighed softly: "what are you thinking? Now, let me guess."

Nian huaisu asked, sucking the fresh and humid air.

Behind him, Yan Ming just turned his back to her, looked at the calligraphy and painting on the wall, and looked into the Abyss: "she must think I would follow her as before, right?"

Nian huaisu tightened his hand holding the window frame. It was already an exploration. Looking at Yan Mingna's back, "I think so, too."

In, huaisu laughed.

Yan Ming turned around and looked at the rain that had entered the house. The corner of his lips raised slightly: "but I didn't. She was very surprised."

"You know her?"

"This is human nature. Painting streams is human, not God."

Yan Ming sighed and stood in the wind. The rain hit his hair. As soon as the ink fell, some silver white came out. He seemed to like feeling so much that his face was full of smiles.

Nian huaisu thought for a long time and suddenly asked, "qingluan suddenly came here to ask you about the rebirth of Gu again. Maybe it's because miss Xi said something to her? So qingluan came rashly."

Yan Ming picked up his eyebrows and smiled, "Huaxi said that in order to let qingluan find me. As long as qingluan came, Huaxi naturally knew where I lived. Do you understand?"

"But who knows where you are?"

"Can you dare to ask?"

When Yan Ming said this, Nian huaisu suddenly stared at the young man's face. She bit her silver teeth and couldn't say anything for a moment. As long as emperor Wenzhi hated Yan Ming one day, Huaxi didn't dare to have other thoughts.

Because Huaxi is afraid of Yan Ming's death!

More afraid that emperor Wenzhi killed Yan Ming.

Even if Huaxi hates Yan Ming, he won't kill him! In the heart of Huaxi, Yan Ming must not even know what kind of existence Huaxi has

But Yan Ming understood it thoroughly, which made him confident and fearless.

At that time, before Yan Ming was seriously injured and comatose, he said to Huaxi that he was "painful". After waking up, he denied that he was "painful". He looked like all kinds of grievances and endured the "pain". Anyone would feel "pathetic"?

If it weren't for the chat, Yan Ming didn't want to talk about it. Nian huaisu certainly didn't know that his careful thinking was so serious.

Nian huaisu sighed deeply and asked involuntarily, "if you pretend not to know her now, it is decided that she will come to you curiously?"

Yan Ming looks at the rain outside the window and looks at the footprints under the tree in the distance. That's the trace left by the river just painted.

Yan Ming smiled: "once, twice. I said I would give her freedom. Whether she wants this freedom or not depends on her own."

After that, Yan Ming closes the window directly.

The rain wet his dyed ink hair, so at this time, his body is full of ink marks. Yan Ming's outer shirt fell off directly and folded it lightly on the old wooden table.

The house is so dilapidated that nowhere is good.

Qingluan Mingming sent it to the mansion, but Yan Ming didn't want it yet. Is that the idea he played today? Just to let Huaxi see his downfall? Once upon a time, Emperor Ming lived in this thatched cottage after his country's death and still worked as a sound teacher in the wine shop. Such a humiliating thing is not something ordinary people can tolerate.

It's even more pathetic to be so down-to-earth. Will anyone see it?

Yan Ming's martial arts used to be the same as Wenzhi. His martial arts were scattered and suffered. He laughed so long before the man of wine and meat

Use the efforts of the previous months to pave the way for today?

Nian huaisu looked at Yan Ming, and Yan Ming also looked at Nian huaisu: "what do you think?"

Nian huaisu shook his head: "that mansion, do you want it to draw a river..."

——Is it to let Huaxi see your pity?

Nian huaisu dared not ask.

Nian huaisu asked, a little jealous, carefully looking at Yan Ming's face. Yan Ming smiled, and the glazed eyes flashed a little light: "for you."

"Me?" Nian huaisu was surprised.

Yan Ming turned his back, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find his new clothes, and unconsciously said, "the mansion has given me, but how many years can I accompany you? In this way, it's better to be your dowry. After you get married, you will have confidence."

Nian huaisu was stiff. She looked at the young man's back and listened to the clear voice. Her hand stretched out slightly and put it down gently. With a gentle voice and a smile, "you've made a lot of money these days... It doesn't hinder..."

"Nian huaisu."

His voice was so calm that Nian huaisu looked at Yan Ming.

Yan Ming turned around, looked at her carefully, and suddenly said with a smile, "these are what I owe you, what I should give back to you, and what I can leave you is yours. You have wasted too much in my life. Everything I have given to Huaxi, so only these can be given to you. So I give it to you, don't refuse. I save all the money and keep it for you as a dowry."

Nian huaisu gritted his teeth: "what if he doesn't marry?"

With that appearance, Yan Ming was amused.

Yan Ming smiled and said: "You like to kill people. If people want to pay for it, keep the silver for personal use. Don't do anything that can be solved with silver. You threw the head of young master Mufeng into the river that day. If I hadn't dealt with his father secretly with 1000 liang of gold, you would have been shut down by Yindu mansion. Do you really think it's safe because you did it?"

Nian huaisu stared at the boy's face.

This continent has been in chaos for a long time, and it has long been different from before. The number of people from door to door will be recorded in Yindu Prefecture. If there is one less person, Kyoto Prefecture will naturally check it.

Her heart itched. She thought she was safe when she killed someone.

She thought she made money for Yan Ming. She thought Yan Ming worked so hard to let Huaxi see his pity. Nian huaisu didn't expect that Yan Ming saved money for her

Did she have a little heart just now?

She always thought Yan Ming would use whatever she thought carefully to draw the river.

At this moment, Nian huaisu wanted to stab herself. Her face was red. She was speechless for a moment, and her hand under her sleeve had become a fist.

She even hates herself now.

Yan Ming sat before the soft collapse, scattered the neatly stacked clothes, took a dagger from one side and cut the clothes directly.

Hiss——

Nian huaisu suddenly looked at it and saw Yan Ming tear a corner of the cold quilt and stick it to the tear. He carefully threaded the needle and thread in the light and mended the strong red clothes.

Nian huaisu asked carefully, "tear the clothes and mend them? What do you mean?"

Yan Ming stared at the dress and smiled sweetly. Nian huaisu thought about it again: "you shouldn't --"

Yan Ming said faintly, "when qingluan comes at night, Huaxi will surely follow."

"Since she knows where you live, why don't she come alone? And come with qingluan?"

Yan Ming smiled, looked at the mended clothes and said faintly, "because she doesn't know the way, she can't remember the way once. It's just hard for qingluan to run twice."

Nian huaisu's face turned pale: "so - so you let qingluan go back first! Come back in the evening?"

"Otherwise? If Wenzhi had been waiting for Huaxi for too long, he would have been suspicious. In this case, it's better to let Huaxi go back first and come back secretly at night to have a private meeting with me."

“……”

"Then I'll wear this rag. She can't bear it when she looks at it. In this way, she will love me more."

“……”

Nian huaisu couldn't say a word. He looked at Yan Ming's harmless face and gently shook his head. If such thoughts were used to rule the state, the world would not fall into the hands of the people of Xizhou.

After all... After all, she failed to teach.

Nian huaisu sighed.