I am fickle

Yun Lianyi has been making trouble since Qingmian took her to Ghost Valley. She smashed all kinds of expensive vases and rare flowers and plants in Ghost Valley. Qingmian just said with a smile: "Your temper is getting worse. .”

Qingmian caressed her Seven Emotions Whip carefully, his eyes full of amusement, Yun Lianyi was even annoyed now: "Give me back my Seven Emotions Whip, you are not qualified to touch it."

"What's in my hand is mine."

"Of course, including you, Yun Lianyi."

After hearing this, Yun Lianyi pushed to the table angrily, and smashed everything in the room, she stared at Qingmian viciously: "What on earth are you trying to do, is it possible that you want to imprison Ben with you?" ?”

She knows that she is not her opponent.Never was.

Qingmian took a sip of tea, raised her smiling eyes: "Why bother to say the word "imprisonment", I obviously want to marry you, how could I have the heart to wrong Madam?"

Yun Lianyi's pretty face was stained with two clouds of clouds, and she was furious: "Qing Mian, you are so presumptuous!"

Qingmian was holding a beautiful porcelain cup dangling in front of Yun Lianyi, with a deep smile: "Lianyi, you should also know that this marriage has been ordered by your parents since ancient times. Your uncle Yunzheng promised you to me, so I should fulfill."

At the mention of Yunzheng, Yun Lianyi trembled with anger, her face pale as paper.

Yun Lianyi clenched her hands tightly, her nails dug into her flesh, and said word by word, "You said Yun Zheng, heh, he has nothing to do with our Yun family."

Qingmian said: "But after all, you both have the same surname Yun."

"Qingmian, shut up!"

"Madam has such a temper, Qingmian will order someone to prepare some potion for you later, what do you think?"

Yun Lianyi glared at him angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about, I have nothing to do with you."

Qingmian hooked her lips, this is such a humiliating thing for you, but you have to get used to it as soon as possible.

"There is a wedding ceremony between you and me, madam, are you in a hurry?"

Just as Yun Lianyi was about to say something, Qingmian approached her face, and put a slender index finger between her lips: "Don't worry, ma'am, I will arrange this matter as soon as possible, and the arrangement will be beautiful."

He wants to marry her, and he is determined to win.

At this moment, a young maidservant in Tsing Yi came over with a bowl of steaming chicken soup, "Master, the soup is ready."

"Just put it down, your wife is stubborn, I'll just feed her myself." Qing Mian smiled, looking at the angry Yun Lianyi with disdain in his eyes.

"Open your mouth." He ordered her.

She ignored him, and he continued: "I heard that people like my good wife don't eat well. Qing Mian is really worried about you."

Yun Lianyi sneered and said, "Qingmian, what you say is better than what you sing. If you really cared about me, you would have let me go."

"Huh? If I let you go, will you eat well?"

Yun Lianyi looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he wanted to do.Qingmian blew on the chicken soup, and continued: "Why, if you don't believe me, you still don't want to leave?"

"Is this true?"

"There is no falsehood."

Yun Lianyi took the steaming chicken soup, stirred it, and quickly drank it up.

"Look, what are you always doing in such a hurry?"

"Now, I can go."

"I said, it will be as you wish."

The half-closed door was pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in, "Riyi, you'd better not leave."

"It's you!" Yun Lianyi's eyes widened.