Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

After leaving the palace, Yan Ming lost his soul.

Just walking alone in the streets of Kyoto, Nian huaisu and Luo Sang followed Yan Ming. They didn't dare to make any more noise at every step.

After the ice was released, his time seemed to have stopped.

The body of a young man is still the same as before, but the difference is too big. Today's painting stream is not as young as it was.

Yan Ming, however, remained in the mind of the 13th and 4th.

Suddenly, Yan Ming stopped. He looked at Nian huaisu with his side eyes: "she stabbed here with that sword without hesitation. She really forgot me... Completely forgotten."

The slender hand gently pressed on the shoulder injury, and Yan Ming smiled gently. The night wind confused his slightly narrowed pupils and reflected Nian huaisu's pale face.

Finally, Nian huaisu whispered, "heal your wounds, or you will leave scars, eighth Lord."

Scar, what is it for Yan Ming?

Yan Ming looked at the sky: "she said at that time that she would come to Dongshu to find me."

"Yes, Huaxi said!"

"I've been frozen for 15 years, and I'm full of joy..." there was a little more red in the glazed eyes. Yan Ming looked at the bright red blood stains in his hands, and the blood fell to the ground bit by bit along his sleeves.

Even if you say fearless, these injuries really exist.

In, huaisu gritted his teeth. After thinking for a long time, he still sank his voice: "The last general has been guarding the Lord for 15 years, and has endured the pain of back eating every month. Would the last general want to see the painting girl become like this? She forgot the harm that painting Wu did to the painter army, did not know that painting Wu killed Liu Luoyuan, and did not know that painting Wu killed that Rong he girl! Is that right? If she hurt the Lord today, she will hurt the Lord tomorrow! As long as the LORD says a word, she will swear Kill the painting girl! "

If someone had said this, he would have been in the first two places.

Now Yan Ming looks at Nian huaisu, but he smiles shallowly: "fifteen years ago, do you know what she wanted most? Sister huaisu."

Nian huaisu was stunned: "the end will not know."

Yan Ming stood in the wind, looked at the bodyguard coming out of the palace not far from the front, and nodded slightly: "she said, she wants to become a gentle girl. Do you know why?"

The glazed pupil stared at Nian huaisu.

Nian huaisu closed her eyes slightly: "I won't say such disrespectful words at the end." she gritted her teeth and turned her back, drew her sword in advance, and the people behind her had patted her hands

The poisonous insects came from all around and swallowed up the palace guards who came to investigate and track in an instant. They didn't even leave their blood color, and those guards had become ashes.

Yan Ming turned his back and went towards the cloud house step by step.

Luo sangqian came forward, but Nian huaisu directly grabbed his sleeve: "the Lord wants to be quiet, do you understand?"

Rosang frowned and whispered, "OK."

In the dark night, they quietly looked at the slender red figure in front of them, getting farther and farther away.

……

It's raining. I don't know when it's raining.

Before Yan Ming walks to the cloud mansion, he quietly looks at the kneeling man outside the cloud mansion. The man seems to feel the sight from glancing eyes and looks slightly sideways.

The pale girl looked surprised: "Why are you so hurt?"

Yunxi's face was full of whip marks, and her clothes were ragged. She moved aside and looked at Yan Ming nervously.

Just looked for a long time, facing Yan Ming's eyes.

The pouring rain watered the young man's long clothes, and the blood flowed to the ground. Yunxi was even more pale: "where did you get your injury? Do you want Yunxi to tell your father?"

The man's leather mask fell directly to the ground along with the rain.

Yunxi covered his mouth and stared at Yan Ming's beautiful face. The tip of his upturned nose fell raindrops, crystal clear. Yan Ming stood in front of her and looked down at her, with no waves and waves in his eyes.

Yunxi saw such a beautiful person for the first time.

The pain of being whipped by Yun Chenyue dissipated. At this moment, Yunxi didn't know to start. He just looked at Yan Ming and swallowed his saliva: "can the Gu insect really heal?"

She took something out of her sleeve and held out her hand slightly. A bug brightened the night.

Under the dark clouds, Yunxi's eyes narrowed into a curved moon: "this is the firefly given by the Lord to Yunxi. If you give it back to the Lord today, you will be able to save the Lord's injury."

The star moon bug seemed to listen to the order and flew directly to Yan Ming's wound.

The young man's face was slightly surprised: "you didn't use the stars and moon to heal such a wound on your body? Do you want to give it to the king?"

"He Qizhen is expensive. How can she be willing?" Yunxi tilted her face slightly and smiled at Yan Ming. One of her eyes was swollen and had been closed. She couldn't open it, but smiled at the person in front of her.

"Precious?"

"This is the first time Yunxi has received a gift from others. She is already very happy and doesn't ask for anything else -" Yunxi said, but at this point, she trembled all over

The beautiful young man stood in front of her and reached out to touch Yunxi's hair. The tenderness reflected Yunxi's eyes. Yan Ming whispered, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry? Yunxi tilted his face and didn't know what that meant.

Yunxi just knelt in the heavy rain, nodded Yan Ming and smiled happily: "Chen Yue fought with me. My father asked me to kneel here and get up in the morning. Therefore, it's raining so hard. Don't accompany Yunxi here. Yunxi can't serve you back. Don't wait for Yunxi."

Yunxi gently wiped the blood stains on his face and felt a slight pain.

"Serve? Do you think the king is standing here for you to serve the king?" Yan Ming frowned and directly picked up Yunxi. His lightness skill swept straight across the courtyard of Yunfu and went to a room step by step.

Yunxi trembled with fear and remained motionless in his arms. All the way to the warm body, she saw Yan Ming's sleeve caress, and the candles in the house lit up

Yunxi looked at Yan Ming like a frightened bird: "Yunxi must kneel, or his father will blame him. If he blames him, he won't be able to eat tomorrow."

Yan Ming didn't let her go, but put her gently on the bed.

The dirt on the body messed up the brocade quilt.

Yunxi got up directly, but the pain on her body caused her to fall directly to the ground. Yunxi turned white in an instant: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"If you want to live, how do you want to live? Tell me." Yan Ming looked at Yunxi with a gentle voice. "If you live all your life like now, is it painful?"

pain?

Just because I don't know what "happiness" is, I don't feel how painful the pain is.

Yunxi looked at Yan Ming and whispered, "I serve my father and Chen Yue and brother Ling every day. Yunxi doesn't feel bitter."

Although she said so, her eyes were more lonely.

Yan Ming sat lightly in the chair, glancing faintly at the half kneeling man, and smiled at the corners of his lips: "protect your body and live before I take you away."

That smile is evil and cold.

It seems that the tenderness in the past is like a fake. Yunxi looks at Yan Ming in a daze and nods his head gently. She was ugly. Everyone else in the mansion died except her father who would say more to her. Either he was executed by Chen Yue or brother Ling. She has nothing but the book behind her

Yunxi looked at Yan Ming in a daze: "take me?"

"Yes."

"Why?" Yunxi summoned up the courage to ask this sentence, and then whispered, "what do you mean when you say sorry outside the house?"

Yan Ming took a cake from the table and gently handed it to Yunxi: "before that, I wanted to give up directly and let the heart of Huaxi stay in your body. But just now, I changed my mind."

Give up?

Yunxi was stunned: "what do you mean..."

Yan Ming smiled and watched Yunxi take the cake and eat it carefully. His eyes darkened: "the king will wait until the moment you die and let the heart of Huaxi take over your body. If you don't die, you will always be you. This is a gift given to you by the king, and no one else can get it."

The cake in Yunxi's hand fell to the ground all the time. She nodded and looked at the young man's face, but the corners of her lips smiled: "did you... Want to give my life to miss Xi? Is Miss Xi dying?"

"Yes."

"What changed your mind?"

"When you say that the gift is precious, the king is willing to give you a chance not to be taken away, an opportunity not to be watched by rebirth insects."

Yan Ming takes the cake again and hands it to Yunxi. But Yunxi didn't pick it up. The rain on her body fell all over the ground. She was shivering with cold, and her little body had curled up together.

Yan Ming squatted in front of Yunxi and stroked Yunxi's face: "are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid!"

"It's your honor to give it to miss Xi, Yunxi." Yan Ming clenched Yunxi's hand, put the cake gently and smiled, "if you can live forever and don't be killed by anyone in the house, you can escape your fate, and the king will promise you not to take your life. Don't forget what I just said."

"But... You just said that Miss Xi was going to die... If I had been alive, Miss Xi would not have been able to exchange life for life? At that time, who could save the God of war?" Yunxi was stunned. Even at this time, she was still thinking about these problems.

That stunned expression made Yan Ming smile and say, "at that time, you married someone and gave your son to miss Xi. How about it?"

Yunxi shook his head desperately, and his face became more and more red: "Yunxi can't marry."

"Why?"

"Yunxi is ugly." Yunxi's eyes are dense. He eats the cake and looks at Yan Ming with tears. "The child must be ugly..."

"Do you want to be beautiful?" Yan Ming smiled.

Yunxi was stunned and nodded quickly, "is there any way?"

Yan Hades looked as like as two peas at her, and said, "you can kill yourself with this knife, and you will become the same face as the girl who is in the river."

Yan Ming took out a dagger from his arms and handed it to Yunxi. The beautiful face was joking.

"But at that time, I was dead, and it was useless to become beautiful..." Yunxi was so scared that his face was stiff and white, and his voice was hoarse. He said again, "I must live well. I won't give you a chance! I won't give Miss Xi a chance!"

After that, she got up directly and went towards the heavy rain, and her little body was submerged in the heavy rain.

In the dark night, Yan Ming stood in front of the door frame and looked at the distance quietly.

Above the beam——

Nian huaisu directly plundered down and said in a deep voice: "the prince will tell the girl Yunxi about the rebirth of Gu? Then he's sure she won't tell? And Huaxi's life is not long, these --"

"No." when he said this, Yan Ming's eyes smiled. He looked ahead and whispered, "the bodies that Wang sought for the painting River are the purest in mind and can't participate in a trace of impurities. If one day, kill it."

……

What Nian huaisu didn't know was that Yan Ming didn't say that sentence——

She won't.