Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Wood warm garden.

The night was very long. The sound of insects disturbed her and woke her up.

Her big hand touched shangguanmeng's shoulder. She leaned sideways and warmed her heart slightly. Just when she wanted to turn around and hug her favorite husband, her shoulder suddenly cooled.

When the bed was light, she noticed the sound of muyiluo getting up.

The door opened and was gently closed by him.

Shangguan Meng sat up and frowned slightly in the direction of the door: "who are you looking for? Or are you taking concubines again?"

Although doubting, Shangguan Meng put on his clothes and followed Mu Yiluo out of the wooden warm garden. Along the way, she hid her figure very well. It was not until muyiluo entered the Muliang garden that she stifled her figure and swept to the top of the wall at one fell swoop.

It was already three o'clock, when the smoke flowed out of the door, he saw Mu Yiluo waiting for her anxiously.

Muyiluo hurried to Liuyan and whispered, "I'll write the divorce after I go back today. I've decided. When you return to Kyoto, I'll go with you!"

Go? Although Liuyan was angry, she knew that Shangguan dream had met Yunling. What's the use of the divorce?

Liuyan smiled and glanced at Mu Yiluo with his dazzling eyes: "do you think it's not too late to say this now?"

"How can it be late? This is what you promised me!" her words were extremely cold and had no feelings of that day. Mu Yiluo was a little worried. He thought he was angry with her. He stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Liuyan, but he accidentally pulled off the human skin mask on Liuyan's face.

Liuyan stepped back a few steps, and his face was full of anger. His peerless appearance surprised the Shangguan dream hiding his body at the top of the wall. She had been to the palace with her father and had seen such a girl.

That's, smoke princess?!

How did she show up in such a place? Isn't the princess missing?

And does Mu Yiluo want to divorce her for the sake of the princess?

Shangguan Meng smiled bitterly. How could the princess be willing to be friends with him? This is absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible! Xizhou people know that the princess loves painting cool generals all her life!

Liu Yan nodded and asked, "when do you really love me?"

Mu Yiluo nodded desperately and took out the letters in his hand: "I'd like to dismiss all concubines in the house for you. These are just written by me today. As long as you nod your head, don't say to divorce your wife, even if you kill them, there will be no future trouble!"

It's really a person with love as thin as paper.

Liuyan didn't want to get entangled with it, so he casually responded: "Shangguan dream, are you willing?"

Muyi paused without opening his mouth.

Shangguanmeng swept down from the wall, sidled at the door, quietly looked at the people in the hospital, but saw that he was full of flattery.

Mu Yiluo grabbed Liuyan and said firmly, "naturally willing, I don't know how many people have slept with that woman. If I didn't pity her, how could I let her stay in the house? If you want me to kill her, I will naturally meet your requirements, as long as you are willing to let me go to Kyoto with you!"

Tears can't help falling.

Shangguan Meng turned his back, leaned against the wall and slid slowly. Emei was sad, beautiful eyes were gurgling, and his clothes were wet with tears.

The heat of summer will eventually envelop her.

She turned her back to the hospital and heard the familiar man's voice ringing through the world: "if I let her die, she would naturally die for me. I don't need to do it at all."

A candle lit up in Muliang garden. Someone opened the door and Shangguan wanted to escape here in a panic.

The once warm and beautiful mind has long been extinguished at this moment. She remembered that when she was seven years old, she came to Qianling county with her father. The day she lost her, he was always with her.

It was a rainstorm that day. She stood alone in the rain. When she looked down, she saw that the five-year-old held her hand tightly and stared at her with hesitating and clear eyes: "sister, have you been driven out by your family?"

She shook her head and cried. She couldn't say a word, but the boy looked at her seriously.

"Sister, what are you afraid of? I won't eat you."

The five-year-old smiled foolishly at her, and then took her to the broken temple. After being properly placed, the boy stumbled out of the heavy rain and found some wet firewood. He tried to light it, but failed.

The child frowned and took out half a piece of steamed bread from his ragged clothes: "sister, you eat first. I'll think of some ways."

Shangguan Meng only nodded and bit off the steamed bread tightly, feeling disappointed.

She watched eagerly as the boy took off his outer shirt and ran around in the broken temple. Within a moment of incense, the boy's outer shirt had been scraped dry. He threw his clothes into the brazier as her material for the fire and baked her wet clothes.

Naked, the boy found dry firewood in the broken Temple: "sister, do you think these can also be used?"

Shangguan Meng didn't understand. She had never seen these things that people only use. She could only shake her head.

The boy directly put the dry firewood on the fire, and the fire burned every cold place on her like a slowly rising hope.

"Sister, it's successful!"

The boy's young face showed a faint halo, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes absorbed her soul like a dream. When the boy finished, he squatted beside the fire and roasted it quietly. His young and beautiful face looked like a girl.

"Thank you..." Shangguan Meng blushed and opened his mouth in a soft voice.

She saw a lot of whip marks on him, red and frightening, so she looked for some clean cloth in the broken temple, half covered him and half thrown into the fire.

"Did anyone hit you?" she asked.

The boy shrunk his shoulders and shook his head depressed: "how can anyone dare to hit me? I'm the son loved by my father in the wooden house!"

favourite?

Shangguan Meng pursed his lips, carefully looked at the boy in front of him, and carefully asked, "what's your name?"

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The boy looked out of the broken temple with some worry. After thinking for a long time, his eyebrows and eyes smiled: "my father's favorite son is mu Yiluo..."

Not me.

The boy hid this sentence in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. He saw such a beautiful little girl for the first time, but she saw his most embarrassed appearance. He threw the first panic in his life. He said he was Mu Yiluo.

"It's nice to hear. It matches your appearance." the girl nodded with stars in her eyebrows.

"You just said there was a girl outside. Is it true?"

"It's really a beautiful girl. When I saw it, I went to find my brothers. Hey, hey."

A group of beggars in rags broke into the broken temple while talking. When they saw the two children, they pounced on them like hungry wolves, with an obscene smile on their faces.

"Elder brother, you see I didn't lie to you?" said a beggar. "This temple is the residence of brothers, but what poor little thing broke into it?"

"These little things are under our crotch. How can they be pitiful?" the words of another beggar were ugly.

Shangguanmeng stood by the fire crying louder and louder, and the group of people were getting closer and closer. She didn't know what the group of people were going to do, but only knew that she was afraid. At this time, the boy stood in front of her and said angrily, "get away! You stinky beggars, I'm from Mufu. You can't do this!"

This dirty word made the beggars angry. Instead of looking up at the official dream, they shifted their goal to the little boy.

The beggar scolded, "what wooden house? If you die, how many people can know?"

Shangguan Meng retreated in fear, but the boy was buckled under his body by beggars, and his clothes were stripped clean.

"Why a boy?"

"What about the boy? Isn't he a hero? Isn't he abusing people very fiercely? It's also right to teach a lesson."

"Hey, hey..."

In the twinkling of an eye, a dozen beggars came into the small broken temple, surrounded by the boys.

Shangguan dreamed of pushing these people away, but it didn't help. He was kicked to the ground by the beggar.

She didn't know what those people were doing. What she knew was that the boy scolded those people in order to protect her, but those people were angry. She heard the boy crying out of breath. Because he was screaming, his voice became hoarse, like a dragon in the abyss, and could no longer fly to the sky.

There's a movement outside the broken temple. It's my father!

Many officers and soldiers rushed into the broken temple. The beggars were so frightened that they were beheaded before they lifted their pants, and the blood spilled all over the boy.

Her father's angry look was the first time she saw him. He kicked open several bodies, held shangguanmeng directly in his arms, looked carefully, and was relieved after confirming that he was all right.

But Shangguan Meng was already crying. She didn't check the boy's injury or take a look at him, so she was carried out of the broken Temple by her father. She was lying on her father's back, holding the small half of the steamed bread tightly in her hand, with tears on her face.

And he lay on the ground, covered with blood, terrible and frightening.

Shangguanmeng later wanted to find him, but his father took him back to Kyoto. Her father told her that he had wrapped the wound for him and he was fine.

At this time, the young Shangguan dream was relieved. Only many years later, when she mentioned the wooden house, did she know that her father didn't know where the wooden house was. She determined her mind that her father didn't properly place the boy.

In her memory, only those beggars jumped on the boy.

Later, she refused the dowry of the Yun family and told her father that she had a sense of belonging. She only said that she was a man in the countryside.

My father didn't know that the man was the legitimate son of Mu Fu. She was good at martial arts just to protect him in the future. However, Mu Yiluo had changed her temperament and forced her to sell her body at a low price in order to achieve his filthy purpose.

She's dirty and doesn't regret it. She owes Mu Yiluo.

Now, he has changed his mind because she didn't do well? Is it because she didn't help Mu Yiluo kill the national division brother?

It has nothing to do with Princess Liuyan and muyiluo. She was the one who did the wrong thing. If she had done well enough, none of this would have happened! Think of that face as like as two peas, and Shangguan dream can't help but feel cruel.

She wiped away the tears on her face and finally decided to leave Muliang garden and go out of mulu house to find Yunling.

Only Yunling can help her kill Mu Rong. Only in this way can Mu Yiluo be happy and probably won't stop her.