Manifest Marriage I

not good.

not good at all.

If she was willing to come here before because of Wan Jin and the mansion, at this moment Lian Zhou felt regretful.

The smell of vanilla brushed over the tip of her nose, and the pleasant smell was faint with sweat.

She glanced at someone's sweating forehead, the texture was delicate, the porcelain was whiter than snow, the narrow-sleeved gown swayed with the spring breeze, the delicate and soft material fit the slender and handsome figure, the mountains and rivers and mist depicted on the skirt were lifelike, as if they could fly into the sky in the blink of an eye And rise.

With a celestial demeanor, a seductive and evil attitude, Lian Zhou held the handkerchief and took two steps back uncomfortably.

The meaning of resistance is clear.

This person is not something she can provoke.

As she retreated again and again, Zhou Jing's bright eyes became brighter and brighter, and her long eyelashes flicked slightly, stirring a pool of spring.She stood up straight and looked around lazily, while the maidservants flustered and lowered their eyebrows.

Zhou Jing raised his legs and stepped forward, with an undefended smile, "Zhou Zhou, no one is watching."

She raised her head slightly, her jawline was so beautiful that she couldn't look at her, her neck exposed to the air was like fat, Lianzhou was so fascinated that she forgot to panic for a moment, she woke up and said embarrassingly: "Don't come any closer."

She is really not used to such a distance.

The plain white veil was about to be crumpled.

She refused in every possible way, her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she had locked in the bright spring, and a bit of autumn coolness was brewing.

Lian Zhou's fingertips trembled.Therefore, she is the worst at dealing with such dignitaries.When you smile, a hundred flowers bloom, and the softness is full of charm? When you don't smile, the desolate momentum is like thunder.

"Wipe sweat..."

Zhou Jing closed his eyes, his mind was tired and lazy, and he spit out two words like ice and jade, which could not be refuted.

Lianzhou's face was slightly pale, and she could only stand on tiptoe as hard as she could. When she smelled the scent of vanilla, her nerves tensed up.

Just a short distance away, Zhou Jing spoke leisurely, and regained that soft and seductive tone, "Miss Ning, Wan Jin is not so easy to get, you have to know how to cooperate, I don't like imperfect plans."

Her lips opened and closed, exhaling like blue, Lianzhou's heart was full of alarm bells, and quickly wiped off the sweat stains on her forehead with a handkerchief, "Okay! Wipe it clean..."

A hand rests on her shoulder.

Lian Zhou was nervous and almost shouted out.

The daytime scene was unclear, so he exerted force with his palms, imprisoning the girl's delicate, slender, struggling body.Glancing at her helplessly, the young patriarch casually took away the handkerchief held by the other party's fingertips, and muttered softly: "Perfunctory..."

Wipe slowly and carefully where you haven't been.

Neck, collarbone.

Inch by inch, he silently accused the girl of her previous negligence.

"Zhouzhou, do you know how the rumors spread about you and me?"

Lian Zhou's body was stiff, her mind went blank, she just begged her to let go earlier, subconsciously said: "How to pass it on?"

"Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts. A match made in heaven, you love me." She smiled at the end of her eyes, "What do you think?"

"All, all nonsense."

Zhou Jing smiled: "I think so, but you must cooperate with me well. Being urged to marry is terrible. Which fool wants to experience it a second time? I promise you a million-dollar mansion, and the contract is signed. You can't let it go." I'm alone. Right?"

Her attitude suddenly softened, she was tactful and enchanting, Lian Zhou was taken aback by her, and gritted his teeth: This man is too fickle!

"You let me go..."

An imperceptible annoyance and fear pressed against her throat.

Zhou Jing patted her on the shoulder pretending to be intimate, and moved his palm away, keenly noticing that the girl was secretly relieved, she smiled knowingly.

"Come here and sit down."

She pointed a few steps away.

Lian Zhou knew that she had reacted a bit more intensely, the contract had been made, and she was not a person who broke her word, so she had the right to endure for a while, for the rest of her life.She obediently moved and sat on the futon.

Spring breeze, green grass, chessboard, beauty.

Zhou Jing was twiddling the round and smooth white balls with his fingertips, looking at the frowning of the girl opposite him, he felt amused in his heart, couldn't help it, and just laughed like that.

Laughter is also nice.

It reminds people of the peach blossoms falling from the branches in spring, the gurgling spring water when the ice melts and the snow melts, and the tabby cats raised in the yard when the parents were there, these are all the beauty that Lianzhou can capture.

She sighed slowly, the guard all over her body was blown away by the spring breeze, and she asked in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"you're funny……"

Lian Zhou's complexion changed slightly, and he became angry from embarrassment, "You are more interesting..."

He was fierce, and he was afraid that the harsh reply would irritate people and cause an unmanageable situation, his voice was so soft that it was a mess.

Zhou Jing supported his chin with his hands, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows: "Yes, that's it, keep it."

Such an angry milk? The fierce appearance is like talking about love.

Lianzhou's complexion was blushing after she realized that she understood her implication, and she was at a loss as to how to respond to such frank and frank words that were almost teasing.She lowered her head slowly, and continued to stare at the chessboard, persistently trying to make a hole in the chessboard.

"Come on, I'll teach you how to play chess." Zhou Jing's voice was still not serious, but when the words fell, Lian Zhou raised his head.

She will not let go of any opportunity to be positive.If possible, she wants to be a capable woman.

Rather than a vine that depends on others for survival.

Soon realizing her seriousness, Zhou Jing couldn't help giving her a high look.There is nothing to do left and right, and enough to play, in order to let her partner adapt to her existence faster, she spends most of the afternoon teaching Lian Zhou the way of chess.

Fiancée couples travel together, and their behavior is occasionally intimate. At dusk, many people on the long street witnessed the scene of Zhou Jing sending his fiancée back to the inn.The two said goodbye at the door of the inn, and the master of the day family had gentle eyebrows, and a smile was always in his eyes.

Then look at the slender girl who had just bumped into luck, she was shy and timid, her face was like a peach blossom, the good-natured person made a few jokes in the street, causing the girl to run away before she could finish her sentence.

Acting on every occasion, true or false, what Zhou Jing wants is just a name.A name who was hurt by love and died alone.

She tapped her head with her fingers, "Ning Lianzhou..."

This name, the more I think about it, the more familiar I am.

The butler stood with his hands down, "Master, all the rosters you have read recently are here."

"Go down..." Zhou Jing took a sip of fragrant tea slowly, put down the teacup, and began to check the roster piled up as a hill.

An hour later, the maid lightly lighted the candle wick, the candle light flickered slightly, and the eyes were a little brighter, and Zhou Jing let out an "ah", pinched his brows lightly, leaned back, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair: "I said, why don't you Such a coincidence..."

"What's so coincidental?"

Day Jing raised his chin slightly, and Bai Bai pointed to the open roster.

The maidservant has served her for many years, and she dared to follow her fingertips only after getting permission from her master.

Onion-cut jade fingers are slender, white and tender, long and flexible.

Her heart was burning slightly, and she slowly looked at the records on the roster: [Ning Lianzhou, eighteen years old, oval face, big eyes, shallow dimples, gentle and beautiful, from Jiangnan. ] Followed by a palm-sized portrait, and a hand-painted little white cat.

The cat, apparently an afterthought, perched on the girl's head comically and cutely.

The roster faintly smelled of alcohol.

Zhou Jing rubbed his chin, "When did it happen?"

She was confused by herself, but the maidservant standing beside her figured it out, "Going back to the master, it should be the time when the saint visited the door a month ago."

The sage came to the courtier's mansion, and kept urging the marriage with three words, with a smile on the face of the day. After the sage left, she locked herself in the study and lost her temper. The thoughts of the people of the world.

After stripping off her clothes, she was a daughter out and out, and it wasn't the first time she was cheated, so she might as well cheat the big one again.

The matter was handed over to Yinwei to handle it secretly, and within three days painters from all over the country were looking for good candidates to prepare a roster and submit it.

I watched the daytime scene, and after watching it for two full days, I lost interest.One night, I was drunk and wrote a cat in the girl's portrait with the help of alcohol.

Small portraits of palm-sized people, the people on the painting seem to be due to the painter's preference, not heavy on the shape, but the simple lines are drawn with a beautiful charm.Because of this, she kept it in her heart.

On the outing day, I said it casually, hit it by mistake, and after being reminded, I figured out the cause and effect, and the day scene looked slightly cold: "The roster that can be presented to me in the south and the sea is all people from our "Light Chasing League". mixed in? "

"check!"

At nightfall, Lianzhou sat up from the bed in the inn, and she remembered what happened before Xunyang again.

Leaving her hometown will inevitably cost money, and her kind neighbor promised her eight taels of silver just to paint a small portrait.

At first Lianzhou was sitting nervously under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard. The cat next door limped around the door and jumped onto her shoulder. Then the cat ran away.

She smiled, and Aunt Song began to write.

Aunt Song is a famous painter, and she has an old relationship with her father, who died for her mother and left her to live alone. Thanks to her aunt's help these years, she was able to escape those disgusting greed.

She received a lot of favors from others, and before she left, she was given money in different ways.It's just a small portrait, and it's not worth eight taels of silver, but my aunt gave it to me in a daze.

Lian Zhou stroked her soft long hair, thinking: After breakfast, I should write a letter to the small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Or if she succeeds in obtaining the gold promised by that person in a few months, she can still take her aunt to live with her.

In Xunyang City, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, having a mansion is a great thing.

Her eyes are bright and she is full of hope for the future.I hope that after three months of marriage and divorce, that person can really set her free.

In the dark, Lian Zhou stroked her left shoulder with her hand, and she naturally remembered the temperature from that person's palm yesterday, her face collapsed, it's not good to be fond of hands and feet.

Hmph, no matter how fragrant and beautiful she is, she is still an annoying fox who can seduce people and love to change faces!