Zhenlong Gluttonous Feast

As they entered the market, the number of people gradually increased.

But it might be too eye-catching for two men to share a ride, and there are many people pointing and pointing along the way.Qin Xinyue is used to being wanton in daily life, so naturally she doesn't take it to heart.It was me, who was firmly shackled in his arms and couldn't move, and sometimes frivolous in public, wishing I could dig a hole and get in.

When we arrived at the bustling area, it was inexplicably deserted. All the shops were still standing outside, but no shopkeepers came out to look after them. It was rare to meet a few passers-by who were in a hurry, without exception, rushing in one direction.

Curious in my heart, I stopped a passerby to ask him.

He patiently explained, "Tou Ma Yuanwai's daughter in the east of the city is throwing a hydrangea ball to recruit relatives today, and everyone is thinking about joining in the fun and having fun."

"Throwing a hydrangea? What's that?"

"Oh my brother, why don't you even know this. The girl's house throws hydrangeas in the attic, and whoever catches them will be recruited as a son-in-law."

This is interesting, although I have heard of various methods of recruiting relatives before, but I have never seen anyone who puts a life-long event on the destiny.

I wanted to ask a few more questions, but unexpectedly he said with a sad face, "Please let me go, brother, maybe I won't be able to grab it if it's too late."

Okay okay, I waved him away.

After watching his figure disappear around the corner of the street, I turned my head and begged for mercy.

Feeling that Qin Xinyue's body was visibly stagnant, "...Yaner wants to go?"

I clenched my hands into fists and nodded desperately.

He flicked his forehead helplessly, "Then... let's go. It was agreed in advance that we can only watch and don't cause trouble."

That's enough, I say yes again and again.

On the river embankment in the east of the city full of vitality, a dense human wall was built.I don't know what kind of family background this Miss Ma is able to attract such a group of supporters.I got permission to break away from someone's arms and mingled in the crowd to look up.But the man claimed with a clear face that he didn't like a place with many people, so he stayed in the inn.

After a while, a woman in a purple dress appeared in everyone's sight on Linshui Tower, and the surrounding immediately fell into commotion.It is expected that she is the Miss Ma in the rumors, she is indeed quite pretty from a distance.

I touched my nose, salivated and touched a dear friend next to me with my elbow, "Hey, hey, which famous lady is this looking for marriage, she is really beautiful!"

The man gave me an unceremonious look, "Brother, you must have come from outside, but you don't know Miss's reputation."

oh?There is a lot to read here!I couldn't help but feel refreshed and said sincerely, "I still hope to teach you."

As soon as Miss Ma was mentioned, the man was full of praise.

It turned out that she was not from a famous family, but Ma Yuanwai was a local drug dealer.However, there is such a story circulating here, which is praised by the world.

Three years ago, a down-and-out foreigner came here, begging for a sip of water outside Majiazhuang.Although this person's identity is suspicious, the gentle and gentle Miss Ma still invites him into the room as a guest of honor.This person lived for half a year, during which time the two had an inexplicable affection.Later, when the man left, he promised that he would come back and marry her when he became famous.

Unexpectedly, this man was an important minister of the imperial court, and he already had a wife at home.Knowing all this, Miss Ma, facing the eight-carried sedan chair she was waiting for in front of the door, only sang this poem in public:

This year the color of the flowers will change, next year the flowers will bloom again.

I have seen pines and cypresses destroyed as salary, but it is a pity that mulberry fields have become seas.

The ancients didn't find the east of Luocheng, but today's people still face the wind of falling flowers.

The flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year.

After singing, the Zhumen closed tightly behind her, cutting off the love of the whole life from then on.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Miss Ma is not young enough to make this move to recruit relatives.

In this way, it can explain why she chose to throw a hydrangea to recruit relatives.

As the saying goes, once the sea was too difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud.

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Originally, I would have been sincerely wishing her well, however, the result of recruiting relatives surprised me.

I was staring blankly at the colorful hydrangea that was caught in the hands of the man standing behind me.

Then he raised his head mechanically, raised his fingers, and swung up and down to align with the tip of his nose.

You, why are you here?

He also seemed quite surprised, turned his head slightly and looked at a person who was watching beside him, and stuffed something into his arms.

I wanted to continue to entangle with him, but he held his hand...

"Walk."

hey hey? !

Before he could think about it, he was already dragging him out of the crowd.

Out of breath, he ran back to the inn, shook off his hand as soon as he entered the door, and yelled at him, "Go back and be your son-in-law!"

He frowned slightly, "What are you talking about?"

I didn't let go, "That Miss Ma is beautiful and virtuous, isn't she just suitable for you?"

Hearing this, his expression turned cold, and he sat down on the wooden chair next to him.

Just sit and don't say a word.

I also looked around in embarrassment, and then ran to the corner of the other side and squatted down.

After a moment of stalemate, he still spoke first.

"……do what."

Hmph, I didn't hear that.

"Smoke!"

He grabbed my arm and lifted it vigorously, and the next moment I was thrown on the couch.

My eyes dimmed, and it was he who covered me in his own shadow.

I quickly looked away and put my hand on his chest.

His head rested between my hair, and he moved away abruptly after a while.

Then he turned over and fell asleep with his back to me.

That's it, really ignoring me? !

After dawdling and hesitating again and again, I still tugged on his sleeve, and whispered, "...Hello, Qin Xinyue."

Although he didn't respond, I knew he was definitely not asleep.

He grumbled aggrievedly, "How dare you say you're not interested in Miss Ma?"

He didn't answer, as if he had never heard of it.

I continued to complain, "Obviously it was your fault, but in the end you were rough on me..."

After being silent with each other for a while, he finally sighed helplessly, "Nonsense, when did I get rough on you?"

"There is."

"...Okay, what about Ms. Ma's, and what's going on?"

As soon as Ms. Ma was mentioned, my chatterbox naturally opened up.Immediately jumped up and sat astride him, and grabbed his slender neck in a nonchalant manner, "You said you couldn't go at first, but in the end you went, say, why are you going to that kind of place!"

He frowned, and asked back, "Yan'er, what are you going to do?"

"I..." Of course I was watching the excitement!

Just as he was about to answer in this way, he suddenly found that there were traces of awkward emotions flickering in his usually quiet slender eyes.

Something in my heart slipped by and I couldn't catch it, but I blurted out, "Qin Xinyue, are you worried about me?"

The effect of these words is extraordinary, and I did not expect to see such a scene.

That flirtatious and delicate face was actually smeared with a rare blush!

Burying my head against his chest, I couldn't help but giggle.

His tone barely maintained a little bit of arrogance, but still awkward, "You...why are you laughing."

"You are heartless Qin Xinyue, you actually...haha, I laughed so hard, hey, my stomach hurts."

"Shouldn't it be?"

"Hmm, what did you say?"

His arms wrapped around my waist, and with a little force, our positions were turned upside down.

The man's slightly oppressive arms hugged me so hard that I couldn't breathe. I moved my body and tried to adjust to a slightly more comfortable position in his arms.

At this time, I heard his struggling voice, like a cup of pure bitter wine, "From Shangguan enamel, to Yin Sisi, to Meng Youting, you..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but I froze.

She moved her fingers to smooth the raised eyebrows bit by bit, and felt sore in her heart.

It turns out that I have caused you pain too.