Pretty Her

It's night, and the speech can't sleep.

Given his status today, there shouldn't be any annoyances, but he had more people in his heart and had to think a bit more.

Originally thinking that the matter of divorce was not urgent, as long as Awan's heart was determined, he didn't have to worry about anything at all, but now it is different. When he thought of the two jade pendants in her purse, he could not wait to enter the palace to remarry immediately, and then announced In the world, his family Awan will never marry.

It is a pity that this is not yet possible. He had to consider Awan's reputation.

King Qi had just returned to the city and had just returned from the forefoot, and then withdrew from the divorce at the back of the palace. Coupled with the deliberate confusion of the young emperor at the Spring Silk Banquet, at this time he proposed a divorce, only in the fear that others would think that Awan wanted to be the queen.

Words used to be things that have always been clean and fame. Such things as fame have never been within his consideration, but now they are patient and set aside things a little.

The two pieces of jade pendant are like a two piece of hot potato. The withdrawal of marriage is not mentioned for the time being, which does not mean that he cannot knock side by side. I didn't think much about it, and returned to Yu Pei the next day.

The little emperor frowned, holding his arms tightly with his hands. He was standing upright and not accepting the jade handed over by him: "This is not a thing for you, please don't."

Pushing the wheelchair forward, Yu Yan just pushed Yu Pei into the arms of the little emperor. "My family, A Wan, is ignorant and young, and asks the holy general Pei Yu to take it back."

Little Emperor: "It doesn't matter, I'm two years younger than Sister Wan, and I'm younger and less sensible, so Yan Qing doesn't have to worry about it. Yupei gave Sister Wan, that's Sister Wan." He blinked, and a slyness was raised in the corner of his mouth. Smile: "If you really want to pay back, you have to pay back in person."

Yan Yu took a deep breath, then stepped back, put Yu Pei on the desk, he was sitting on a wheelchair, wearing a royal blue embroidered round robe, a thin layer of shirt, calm and imposing, "Since the saint is not If you want Yupei, let's talk about other things. "

The little emperor sat up cross-legged, with his hands on his chin. "What national affairs did Yan Qing want to talk to with?"

The raised eyebrows raised their eyebrows, "Wei Chen will not go in circles, the four sisters of Chen Chen, who have a bad temper, can't please the holy favor ..."

He had n’t finished speaking slowly, and the little emperor in front smiled shamelessly: "No, Sister Wan is very pleased. When I see her, she is just as happy as she saw Yan Aiqing. No, I should say it is more happy. . "

The teenager took a bite of Sister Wan and heard the pain in her head. He told him disgustingly: "There are so many ladies in the city, no matter which one, they can be more holy than my family Awan. Do n’t remember Awan anymore . The act of the Holy Ghost at the spring silkworm feast has attracted too much unnecessary attention. "

The little emperor snorted, "Wow, I understand. Yan Qing, I now do what you want, immediately tell the decree, tell people all over the world, I really hate your four girls."

The shape of speech is stagnant.

For a long time, he stared deeply, his chill in his eyes was clear: "Holy, you are more and more willful."

The little emperor grinned white teeth: "Anyway, you all should be children, and children willful, isn't it right?"

No longer talking, he pushed the wheelchair and turned away.

Just before the words came back, the little emperor sent Yu Pei back again. This time with great fanfare, I was afraid that others would not know that he had given his Pei Yu to Yan Wan.

The words are not allowed to be euphemistic, and she will not be touched by touching the jade. Instead, she took the piece of jade from Xiaohuangmen, and in the face of Xiaohuangmen, threw the jade into a large tank containing lotus flowers. .

Compared to the return of one piece of jade, the other piece is obviously much more honest.

King Qi took Peiyu with a smile on his face, and without saying a word, King Qi himself found the steps: "Little Wang is negligent, this jade carving worker is too rough to match the beauty and appearance of the four girls. Xiao Wang got a more delicate beautiful jade and sent it in person. "

Quite interesting.

At night, the girl came to the study as usual. It's winter now, and her cloak is relieved, shaking, and the white snow is falling on the ground.

Yan Yu sat behind her desk and beckoned to her: "Come on and fire."

The girl sighed, covered her ears, and her nose and chin became red. A charcoal basin at the foot was not warm enough, and it was said that he passed Tang Fuzi, and she caught it with a smile. He touched her fingertips, like an ice cube.

The heart of the words slumped, and she bowed her hands, warming her with the heat of her palms.

The girl blushed and looked at him with a smile: "When my brother took the medicine, he couldn't bear my hand and put it between his lips. In fact, Awan didn't care about the defense of men and women. What. For example, now that my elder brother is holding Awan's hand, Awan likes it and feels that she is closer to her elder brother. "

Words hold her tighter.

Men and women's defense is used to prevent people who they don't like. Those who really fall in love don't even have the word defense.

He squeezed her hand, squeezed for a long time, her body temperature was passed to her, her palms were warm, almost covered with sweat.

Copybooks were spread as usual on the case.

She has recently developed a new habit and likes to practice calligraphy. He had already prepared paper and ink for her, rolled out Luo paper, and naturally studied ink for her.

The pear-wood chair, which was sitting between them, was enough to accommodate two people. She leaned on the chair and suddenly said to him, "Brother, I can't practice calligraphy."

He remained silent for a few seconds and slowly asked, "Should my brother teach you?"

She stood up happily, moved from his chair to his chair, two people squeezed a chair, the girl picked up the wolf pen, and sat upright: "Brother, come and teach me."

The heartbeat of speech accelerated, but her face remained calm, and she hugged her quietly from behind, and put a hand on her, dipped the ink slowly, and took her hand, horizontally and vertically, on the paper Underline the vigorous lines.

Close to him, his face was almost next to her, Yu Guang bowed, and glimpsed her delicate and fat Xiu Xi, Dan Lipsui Teeth, Yun Yun desire to fragrant cheeks.

Her chubby teeth, slightly stretched, spit out words like a fish spit out, and said to herself: "It would look good to write like this ..."

good looking.

He only had these two words in her mind lingering repeatedly, staring at her, thinking in his heart that it was really good-looking.

Yan Yan never experienced the feeling of being involuntary. He didn't know whether it was emotion or desire, what emotion, and what desire at the moment. He didn't know what it was, but just let him raise his hand and gently touch the girl. Cheeks.

The belly of her fingers was hot, and she rubbed against her cheekbones against her chin, her white face, soft and tender, like a shelled egg, and people saw a bite.

The girl still immersed herself in writing, and asked casually, "Brother, is there anything on my face? Is it covered with rice grains again?"

He pinched his fingers slightly, pretending to brush something on her face, "Well, it's rice grains."

At this moment, she glanced back suddenly, just glimpsing his blurred and intoxicated eyes, burning like a fire burning into the forest, her gaze went in, and the fire was even worse.

The girl learned what he was just now, and put her hand on his face. "Brother, your face is hot."

He looked intently, "OK."

The girl tilted her head and asked, "Would you like to see the doctor?"

He stared at her for a long time, and finally hesitantly set aside his gaze, swallowed, and said, "No. We continue to practice."

The girl stopped asking, leaning lazily in his arms, "brother, teach Awan to practice calligraphy every day."

Where can he refuse her, not to mention, he does not want to refuse her at all.

He yelled at her with a dumb voice: "Okay, what Awan says is what."

Since the Spring Festival banquet that day, more and more posts have been invited by the cities in the city, and everyone hopes to make good friends with the most famous girls in the city. However, Yan Wan didn't go out for half a month. As soon as she went out, the first post in response was Qi Wangfu's.

At first she was a little niece who couldn't even get out of the door. She had to settle her hope on the words in order to settle the remaining marriage. But now it's different, she has been able to do most things she wants.

Including in front of King Qi, telling him that she would not marry him.

The time was chosen after Yu Zhi went out, it was noon, she made a carriage and went straight to Qi Wangfu.

King Qi heard that Wan Wan came and thought that he had heard it wrong and confirmed it repeatedly. Then he could believe that Wan Wan really came to the banquet.

She had no hope at all, thinking that she would refuse, and she asked her brother to return Yupei, which meant that he was very clear.

When the family relationship was just settled, his mother-in-law sighed, saying that she had climbed up to him. Now, it seems that he climbed her up.

King Qi hurriedly tidy his clothes and went out. I felt something was wrong. I looked down. The robe I wore today was too old, and I went back to the house to change my robe. Then I hurried to see her.

She waited for him in the pavilion.

He took a closer look and held his breath subconsciously.

The beauty Tingting Yuli, jade bones and muscles, a wisp of small waist, as soft as a willow, the side of the face is beautiful, pink and white green, the wind blowing fairy magpies fluttering as if the next second will go away.

He came to Ju Yili: "Little Wang has seen the fairy."

The girl covered her mouth and chuckled, "Wang Ye is going to make fun of Awan."

The two sat and looked at each other. He was thinking about how to please the beauties, but at this time he heard her say, "Master, Awan is here to tell you something important."

King Qi: "What's the matter?"

She stared at his eyes, word by word: "I want to get married."

She said that he shouldn't be surprised that he should divorce. From the earlier attitude of her brother, Yan Shoufu didn't seem to be very satisfied with his sister-in-law. Probably want to match her better.

He thought that the divorce would come from words, but he did not expect that she would come in person.

Qi Wang had an idea of ​​shame in her heart. She felt that she might want to come and meet him, and let him prepare by the way to avoid sadness in the future.

Her marriage was left to the dictator, and she couldn't be herself.

He was determined to do superficial work, "retired?" He paused for a few seconds, frowned, and spit out the words diligently: "No retreat."

The girl again said, "I don't want to marry someone, and even if the Lord doesn't remarry, I won't get married."

This time, he could not find any reason.

Look, it was her own will. She even said such things as not wanting to marry someone. It can be seen that not only was the chief assistant dissatisfied with him, she was also dissatisfied with him.

King Qi frowned, "Xiao Wang doesn't understand."

If the girl is faintly blue, she looks tiredly outside the pavilion, "The Lord doesn't need to understand."

King Qi had an unwillingness in his heart. He had expected what had come to his mind. When he was in front of him, he suddenly didn't want to accept it. "You don't like me?"

The girl turned to look at him, "Yes, I don't like it."

Her look was indifferent, but he lost his soul, staring at her tightly, and couldn't look away.

How could there be such a ruthless person in the world? Anyway, he has been her fiance for three years. Even if there is no intersection in the middle years, he has only met her. He is a stranger to her but a brand new person. How can she easily conclude And say she doesn't like him?

In the matter of men and women, King Qi was frustrated for the first time.

He has Zhang Junxiu's gentle face, and raising his hands and feet is full of elegant gestures. No woman has ever said that he does not like him after coming into contact with him. He felt that, based on his face, she should take a moment to look at it.

When the words were thrown out, Qi Wangfang felt disoriented: "You will like me after marriage."

She stood up, didn't look at him more, and left coldly. "Since Wang is so confident, why not win the favor of Awan now, Awan only marries a sweetheart, you are not a sweetheart of Awan, and Awan will not marry you. "

As she walked in front of him, a touch of Luo Meixiang under the white fox cloak fluttered into the wind. He sniffed, moved heartily, raised his hands subconsciously, only to touch the corner of her embroidered dress slightly raised. .

King Qi shook his throat.

She's not here to remarry, she's hooked.

It was getting dark.

One of the idioms went back to the house, and asked the housekeeper as usual, but the housekeeper was indifferent, and finally said that Wan Wan went to Qi Wangfu today.

The speech was horrified, the blue muscles jumped, and the ears hummed.

What did she go to Qi Wang's Mansion? Because she wants to see King Qi? Is it possible that after seeing that day, she gave birth to King Qi?

She wants to marry King Qi?

Mess of thoughts came out, and I couldn't press them. Going back to the study, she was waiting for him in the room.

"Brother, you're late late today, have you eaten dinner, do you want to ..."

He stared at her like a torch, and his words were full of anger: "Who gave you the courage to run alone to meet other men?"

The author has something to say: Words: Super angry, fried hair.