100 ways to be a scumbag boss

During the few seconds she was silent, Li Yin felt that his heartbeat was about to stop.

Of course he could ignore her wishes, but he didn't want to do that. What Duke Wei said was true. He always had to think about the reputation of the girl's family. He wanted to marry her uprightly as his wife instead of taking her as a concubine.

However, although I had made up my mind to marry her against the saint's wishes, I had to ask her what she meant.

After all, even the courtiers would have objections if the prince stayed away for too long, and the two of them would return to Chang'an one day.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and even the shadows falling on the eyelids were lush and pitiful.

"Huan'er is willing."

When she fell into the man's arms last night, she noticed the thick and rich energy on his body, which was one level higher than Li Yin's. But what was even richer than the energy was the dragon energy on him!

The clear line of fate made her silent for a moment.

But it was also at that moment that she decided on the candidate for this period of time.

Li Wen has a clear destiny, and his early prosperity is closely related to the fate of many women. If he really chooses Li Wen, he will definitely invest more energy in him, and even make some choices that will wrong him.

She has always been free and unrestrained, and she will never compromise for a certain man.

That's why when facing Li Yin, he agreed so happily.

Jinhuan never cared about his status, she only cared about whether his love was warm and strong.

When Li Yin got the answer, his heart felt sour.

He stretched out his hand to take her into his arms. The man was not good at sweet words. He just warned himself over and over again in his heart that he would never let her down in this life.

At that moment, the Chen Huan Pearl that belonged to him on his wrist was burning hot, and the love lines grew wildly.

Jin Huan leaned in his arms and looked at the bead calmly, her eyes were deep and it was difficult to distinguish between happiness and anger.

If...if Li Wen's love was deeply rooted in advance, wouldn't it...

......

Since today is a day off, I can't just stay in the house and waste my time.

The sun is just right, and in the western moon, the grass is growing and warblers are flying, which is perfect for an outing in the countryside.

Li Yin ordered someone to prepare the carriage, wine and food. After everything was packed, he took her out.

Just after the temple fair last night, there was a mess on both sides of the street.

Today, there were not many people on the street, and the carriage was moving very slowly and ricketyly.

Along with this, the step on her head also swayed gently and slowly. For a moment, the man was stunned.

Unfortunately, Jin Huan's attention was not on Li Yin.

She raised her hand, half-opening the curtain, and looked at the bustling market outside the carriage.

Occasionally when I encounter a shop that interests me, I will ask the carriage driver to stop, take some money, and buy something for myself.

Sugar cakes, flower-stuffed dumplings, powdered sachets...

After a while, there were many things piled in the carriage.

She was playing with a piece of silk handkerchief, with a plain-crown lotus tripod embroidered underneath. Her embroidery skills were average, but this kind of flower was rare.

After all, Youzhou is located in the Central Plains, but this plain-headed cauldron is a product of Ningzhou. The road is far away, and there are very few people who have such knowledge.

"Do you like this square handkerchief so much?"

"I just think the flowers are strange." She smiled softly and handed the handkerchief to Li Yin to see.

Li Yin recognized the plain-headed cauldron at a glance, and instantly understood why she looked at it again and again.

If he hadn't happened to see it among the tributes at Shanglin Yuanjian, he wouldn't have been able to recognize this kind of flower at once. It originated from Dingzhou and was extremely rare and precious.

"Huan'er recognizes this plain-headed cauldron?"

"Recognize."

"Have you been to Dingzhou?"

"Yeah." She replied casually, but her hand had already fallen on the next thing.

As if thinking of something, Li Yin's raised lips froze, and his face suddenly turned ugly: "So, what about the governor of Dingzhou?"

"Too."