Yang Liusi

The peach blossoms and plum blossoms in early April are in full bloom, especially the hill where the Foyin Temple is located, which is full of red flowers. Every day, you can see girls with red faces against the background of peach blossoms. Jiao, there is a young man standing under the peach blossom tree smiling at a beautiful figure.

The number of people who come to Foyin Temple to offer incense is more than one day, most of them are girls who have not left the pavilion, shyly picking up a branch of peach blossoms, pretending to be admiring the flowers, while no one is paying attention, they go to the marriage court coyly In the ancestral temple, he told the gods what he was full of, and waved out a lottery with trembling hands, and then eagerly asked the master to help him solve the lottery, hoping to draw a lottery.

Yang Xian also wore a peach red satin dress, which complemented the blooming peach blossoms, making her pink face full of spring and her smile full of joy.Liu Fanyin was wearing green clothes, and followed her with a smile.

"I'm going to ask for a lottery!" Yang Xian was very excited. She seldom participated in this kind of thing. Seeing that many girls were holding a lottery in their palms, she felt itchy in her heart.

Liu Fanyin looked at Yang Xian: "That's for marriage. Do you want any marriage?"

Yang Xian nodded and said seriously: "I'll ask about our marriage."

Liu Fanyin retracted her fingers lightly. She looked at Yang Xian's clear pleading face, but couldn't bear to say "the Buddha may not be willing to protect us", she finally nodded and looked at Yang Xian with a big smile. Happily ran to the Marriage Temple.

Liu Fanyin never believed this, and did not follow Yang Xian in. She just stayed outside under the peach tree, looking at the pink flowers in a trance.

Not long after, Yang Xian came out with nothing in her hand. She smiled and threw her arms around Liu Fanyin's shoulders, pretending to be aggrieved and muttering: "Today's lottery is all gone, next time we come earlier .”

Liu Fanyin frowned slightly, but finally smiled, like a small flower blooming quietly after the ice melted, which was amazing.She nodded and said, "Okay."

On the way back, the two of them were probably a little tired, and even Yang Xian, who had always talked a lot, was a little sleepy and didn't have much to say.She cast her gaze outside the carriage, a little erratically.She drew a lot just now, and she only had time to see a "Draw the lottery", and then threw away the lottery as if her hand was scalded by fire - if the gods did not protect them, then she would not believe in fate.

Liu Fanyin looked at Yang Xian who was a little dazed, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.This girl can't even tell a lie. When have all the lottery tickets in the temple been drawn?She must have drawn some bad lottery and refused to tell herself.But so what?Liu Fanyin smiled lightly, she didn't believe in fate at all, she only believed that this girl would be by her side.

After returning to the Liu Mansion, after some washing, Xiao Die happily ran over to report that Young Master Liang had arrived as soon as she finished cleaning up.

Yang Xian's face darkened slightly, but Liang Yushu ran here frequently every three days.

When Liang Yushu came to see Yang Xian, he acted as if he hadn't seen him. He passed by her like a gust of wind, and went straight to Liu Fanyin. He sat beside her and said affectionately, "I heard that you went to Foyin Temple today. Fanyin is a good marriage?"

Liu Fanyin frowned, moved away from Liang Yushu, and then said, "Not really."

Liang Yushu glanced at Yang Xian, and said persistently: "The Buddha didn't have a good marriage with Xu Fanyin, but my uncle promised Yushu a good marriage!"

Yang Xian's heart skipped a beat, and as expected, Liang Yushu said softly, "Uncle decided to accept you as a righteous daughter at your wedding ceremony, and betrothed you to me as a wife."

"Dangling—" Yang Xian knocked the teacup in his hand.

"Why, Mr. Yang is so happy for Yushu that he can't even hold his teacup?" Liang Yushu mocked Yang Xian when he saw Yang Xian lose his composure.

Yang Xian only saw Liang Yushu standing in front of her looking like a villain, she couldn't hear how he satirized her anymore, all she knew was that Liang Yushu was going to marry Liu Fanyin!

"I don't agree." Liu Fanyin said lightly, but Liang Yushu was stunned.

"Fan Yin!"

"My cousin's affection for Fanyin, Fanyin naturally knows. However, Fanyin is a commoner girl, even if His Royal Highness Yu Wang adopts her as a righteous daughter, how can she compare herself to Princess Chaoyang's beloved son?" Liu Fanyin answered straightforwardly. Poking Liang Yushu's heart and lungs, she looked up at Liang Yushu whose complexion was getting paler and paler, "Cousin knows that Fanyin is not willing to be subdued, nor can she tolerate others."

Liang Yushu staggered and fell on the seat. He always knew that Liu Fanyin was cold, but he never thought that she really didn't take his affection seriously.

Although Liu Fanyin is Prince Yu's own daughter, she is not recognized by the clan and has no status after all. Even if she is Prince Yu's adopted daughter, her status cannot be raised to the point where she can be his official wife.But he did everything he could, but she lightly refused.

"Is it because of him?" Liang Yushu, who calmed down, saw Yang Xian who was squinting and smiling, and immediately burned his anger on Yang Xian's head.

"What's so good about him?! Fanyin, what I can't give you, do you think he can?!" A joke, Yang Xian, a playboy wandering in Huajie and Liuxiang, would like to marry her as a regular wife instead of a concubine?

Yang Xian was feeling refreshed, not afraid of Liang Yushu, and said with a smile: "If this person is Miss Liu, I can do anything."

Liang Yushu was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Who doesn't know sweet words? I'm afraid that if you want to marry Fanyin, your old prime minister will be the first to disagree!"

Yang Tonghui thinks he is noble, and he doesn't want to make friends with those princes. He would like to take a detour to show his arrogance when they meet each other on weekdays. If he wants to marry Prince Yu, he will not agree to it even if he dies.

Yang Xian poked his neck and said, "I can definitely do it!"

"Okay, I'll wait." Liang Yushu was furious, and after being silent for half a stick of incense, he responded ruthlessly.

Liu Fanyin rubbed the center of her brows. Now that this matter has developed beyond her expectations, she calmly watched Liang Yushu walk away, and could still drink tea lightly.

"Fanyin, I want to marry you." Yang Xian suddenly stood firmly in front of Liu Fanyin with a firm tone.She couldn't stand people staring at Liu Fanyin like this every day, she couldn't stand it anymore.

Liu Fanyin's hand trembled, and some tea spilled out.She reluctantly put the teacup on the wooden table beside her, her eyes were heavy: "Yang Xian, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know!" Yang Xian held Liu Fanyin's hand firmly, and said, "I don't want the identity of a daughter. Since I have lived as a man for 17 years, what's the point of living like this for the rest of my life? As long as I have you by your side."

Liu Fanyin never expected that Yang Xian would make such an affectionate confession to her. From the moment she saw Yang Xian, she could deeply feel Yang Xian's yearning for her daughter's identity. Now, Yang Xian actually doesn't care about her because of her.

"Yang Xian..." Liu Fanyin softly called Yang Xian's name. Although she was moved, she was unwilling to be so selfish.

"Fanyin, I'm serious!" Yang Xiansheng was afraid that Liu Fanyin would not believe him, so he pulled her hand to his left chest, where the heartbeat was thumping, steady and powerful, "Your love and mine are not tolerated by the world. , why bother? Didn’t my father want to propose a marriage for me? I’ll just marry you.”

Yang Xian's eyes were sincere and sincere, Liu Fanyin was actually a little impulsive under the gaze of these eyes, she kissed those eyes lightly and said, "Okay."

Yang Xian was slightly taken aback, then pulled Liu Fanyin tightly into his arms, and hugged the woman she loved so dearly.

However, Liu Fanyin did not expect that Yang Xian would tell Yang Tonghui the matter so eagerly.

"What did you say?! You want to get married?!" Yang Tonghui felt his heart tighten for a while. This rebellious son, does he want to marry the little general of the Li family, or the doctor Liu? !

Yang Xian hesitated for a moment, Liang Yushu's sentence "Your prime minister is the first to disagree" lingered in her ears, and seeing that old man Yang was about to faint, she hurriedly said: "Yes, it's Liu The youngest daughter of the doctor's family."

"Liu, Doctor Liu..." Yang Tonghui almost lost his breath when he heard the words "Doctor Liu", but fortunately, the last three words saved him in time, and he said smoothly, "It's... little daughter ?” Thankfully, it was a girl.

However, Yang Tonghui immediately became vigilant. This naughty son just went to peek at General Li taking a bath a few days ago, and even made Li Mu a broken sleeve. Why did he say it was okay?And clamoring to get married so soon?

"You bastard! Dr. Liu is running around day and night for your illness, and you are going to harm his daughter?!" Yang Tonghui's first reaction was that his son wanted to build plank roads and secretly hide Chen Cang. He must want to marry a wife and go out to fool around .

Yang Xian only felt a group of crows flying over his head: "My son was confused before. From the first time he saw Dr. Liu's daughter, my son knew that she must not marry her in this life!"

Yang Tonghui was taken aback by Yang Xian's righteous confession: "You, you don't like men anymore?!"

Yang Xian was a little speechless, could it be that Yang Tonghui wasn't used to his son's sudden and unstoppable retirement?After all, Yang Tonghui was Daying's prime minister, and as soon as he said that, he realized that it was very wrong, and his old face blushed: "What if you make such a mistake again?"

"If I like men any more, let me, Yang Xiantian, strike me!" Yang Xian said resoundingly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Although Yang Tonghui was dissatisfied with Yang Xian's oath, judging from Yang Xian's attitude, it should have really changed, and his beard raised in satisfaction.If the poor Prime Minister knew that this sentence would be used to block his own mouth in the future, he would rather kill Yang Xian now than let him say it.