After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Return to the door of the market, Xuan Qingfeng.

"Master, do you realize that today's little brother is a little strange?"

Li Siyi shook the folding fan, looked at the ethereal figure disappearing behind the crack in the space, and asked.

"What's weird?"

"Is his clothes made a year ago? What is called the Hongguang Robe? I praised it last time. And the bun, is it also more energetic than usual?"

"That's true, your junior brother usually wears our martial robes. If they break, they can go to the deacon's hall to change them."

The Guixu Sect disciples all did this.

Daojun Tianhe touched his chin:

"It looks a little strange in this way. He asked me last night, if I was my age, what would I want. You said--"

"——Did Li Wei found out that he started preparing for Master’s birthday gift in advance?"

"Then what did the master say?"

"I, I said I want a piece of green prion fine gold stone." Tianhe sighed, "You master my sword, but it hasn't been upgraded for a long time."

Every disciple of Guixu Sect is worried.

"..."

Li Siyi couldn't bear to break Master's expectations.

Later, the younger brother obviously went to Bingmu City. There was nothing else in Bingmu City. The four treasures of the study were the most. As a master, it’s harder for him to dance swords and get a pen than it is to climb to the sky.

On the other side, the gate of Changlu Academy in Fengwu City, which belonged exclusively to the Zheng family, opened with a squeak.

Awan jumped out suddenly:

"The Daoist! The Daoist! You are here! Awan wants to kill you!"

The wooden man danced and circled along the man outside the door.

Zheng Zhai in the courtyard raised his head and looked out.

The Mu Furong beside the veranda was opened overnight.

The deep and shallow red, reflecting a thick blue, was blown by the wind, trembling shyly on the branches. The white pink petals whirled around and floated to the person under the tree like falling English.

The man was wearing a white robe with wide sleeves, a jade crown and black hair, standing under the tree in front of the flowers.

As if hearing the movement, he raised his eyes and looked into the courtyard. With a touch of his gaze, the ice and snow all turned into melting spring light - at the same time, the thousands of miles of stars and the vast rivers and seas in his eyes had all disappeared.

Only a clear and translucent soft wave is left.

Zheng Zhai's heartbeat stopped for a while, and when he realized it, he couldn't help cursing Sheng Niang secretly.

Looking at the wife next to her again, but seeing her cheeks red and her eyes gleaming, as if she had returned to the time when she married him for the first time, Zheng Zhai couldn't help but cursed again:

"Chicken thief!"

This thief was so cunning that he tried to confuse people with his skin, and even he almost got rid of it.

Fortunately, my daughter can handle it and her performance is fairly normal.

Zheng Zhai let out a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and clasped his fists:

"The immortal came to the humble house, and the old man was greeted by a loss, and greeted by a loss!"

"Uncle is polite."

The white-robed young man nodded, his wide sleeves like flowing clouds brushed across the low lush flowers beside the door, and went straight into the door.

The old janitor said:

"Mr. Zheng, the person has been brought here, so the younger one left."

"Thank you."

Zheng Zhai took a grain of silver from the cuff and threw it over.

The old janitor took it and weighed it in his hands, his face couldn't help but smile a little more attentively.

As he turned his head and walked out, he couldn't help but glanced back again.

The White Robe Fairy had already walked into the courtyard and paid respectfully to Madam Zheng.

The old man couldn't help but shook his head when he remembered the moment when this person appeared in front of him suddenly. He often sees this girl of the Zheng family, although she is stupid every time she sees it; but this white-robed fairy is more than that girl...

How do you say it?

That is the cloud on the horizon, and when the cloud falls to the ground, it will cost a thousand swords.

He led the way just now, and after such a short while, he sweated all over his body. This immortal monarch's aura was also scared of people, and as soon as his black eyes swept over, he couldn't help fighting two battles.

Just such a person, actually facing Mr. Zheng and his wife respectfully, the old man has never seen such a fairy to mortals——

Which of those fairy eyes is not on the top of the head?

Don't say that the immortal monarchs with such a terrifying aura are the shop puppets in those road shops. Seeing them passing by, they still waved away.

The old man left in confusion, but Zheng Zhai and Wang in the house had already sat down around the round table.

The servants were busy bringing tea to the water, Zheng Wanjing accompanied the last seat, Shanshan turned around next to her, and saw that A sister ignored him, and rushed into Wang's arms with tears.

"Master! Dao! What you asked Awan to do--"

Like a castrated ram, Awan couldn't speak with a scream.

Only open a pair of rigid eyes desperately staring at the fluttering Daojun in white.

Zheng Wan stared too.

Cui Wang ignored the things he had carried all the way and put it on the round table. He squeezed the corner of his mouth, and felt slightly uncomfortable.

"This is the Lord," he seemed to realize that something was wrong, and immediately changed his words, "I bought the Chengni inkstone, Huimo, and a set of Zhaoxian wolf hoofs from Bingmu City specially for my uncle; and this—"

He pushed a long sandalwood box in front of Wang's body: "——It is for auntie."

"I hope you two will be happy."

When the white-clothed youth finished speaking, his jaw line jumped up tightly, sitting upright with his upper body upright, and his eyes revealed unconsciousness that he couldn't even detect.

"Rejoice, naturally rejoice."

Wang reached out and took it.

If the one who came was a sleek, sophisticated, long-sleeved person who was good at dancing, she wouldn't be like this. Speaking of which, the last time she had contact with Cui Wang was the day of Zheng Yu's birthday in the mortal world.

At that time, the immortal monarch was aloof, he left after his birthday, and the two of them had time to talk in the future. The only impression they left was that he was handsome and unforgettable, lonely and arrogant.

At this time, look again, where is the loneliness and arrogance, it is clear that he is a young boy who is not good at speech and love.

"The fairy is polite."

"Auntie can open it and take a look."

As expected, Wang opened it, and inside the long box was a pair of exquisite and elegant ruby ​​heads.

The most interesting thing about ironing is that this pair of heads is obviously carefully selected, and the materials are not very precious. For her, as a mortal, wearing it is not a punch, but the workmanship is top-notch, and the enamel inlaid silk craftsmanship is inlaid on it. , Skillful craftsmanship, a small peony, if you want to bloom without blooming, it is really beautiful.

A fairy, willing to put himself in the place and spend his thoughts, shows that he is not unintentional.

"Auntie can tell me to divorce."

"Li Wei?"

Mrs. Wang yelled tentatively. Seeing that the white-robed monk had no reluctance on his face, the smile on the corner of his mouth instantly thickened. "It's not like a nephew. You don't need to see a nephew. Just call me auntie. ."

"aunt."

Cui Wang followed goodness.

"Warm, warm."

The crow's feet at the corner of Wang's smile pulled out a long, curved fold.

Zheng Zhai was aside, and he could see that the tide was surging in his heart——

Of course, the face is still solemn.

The Cui Wang in his memory is still the old and indifferent national teacher who can break mountains and seas with a single sword; but this one in front of him seems to be alive as a cold Buddha.

This feeling is very subtle and indescribable.

"The fairy comes here this time, but is there something important?"

Zheng Zhai does not accept gifts, nor does he change his mind.

"But there is something important."

Cui Wang ignored Zheng Xun’s eyes and got up and went to the end of Zheng Zhai and Wang’s. "My nephew wants to continue the previous agreement between Yunling Cui’s and Xingyang’s Zheng’s. first."

"In the past, Yunling Cui's appointment with Xingyang Zheng's was annulled, don't the immortals remember?"

There is still a Canglan newspaper on the round table, and the newspaper counts the two or three things that happened between Yuqingmen Zhenhuan Zhenjun and Guixumen Liwei Daojun, from the dew of love to the hard to separate, which is full of energy and affection. With twists and turns, you can line up a dozen scenes in the mortal world.

"remember."

"Aye—"

Zheng Zhai stretched out his hand to block Zheng Wan's words, and looked straight at Cui Wang: "If you remember, fairy, why do you want to conclude a marriage contract with my family Wanwan?"

He asked solemnly, and Cui Wang answered solemnly:

"Naturally is—"

Zheng Zhai stood up abruptly, the foot of the chair slid across the ground and a jerky gliding sound interrupted Cui Wang's answer.

"Is it convenient for the fairy to come to the study with me?"

This is to chat alone.

Cui Wang nodded and stood up:

"Uncle, please."

The two went to the small study on the west side in tandem, and Zheng Yu discovered that Cui Wang was actually half a head taller than Aye.

Aye is already taller among men, but Cui Wang is even taller. His figure is tall and straight, and his robe like a flowing cloud is gently swayed by the wind, revealing his snow-clean boots underneath.

"Wanyu," Wang patted her hand, "You have a big idea since you were a child. Tell A-niang, what do you think?"

Zheng Wan put his head into her arms:

"Aniang..."

She bulged her cheeks, and after a while she seemed to be discouraged:

"I do not know either."

Xu needs to stay outside all the year round, and her daughter hasn't shown this appearance for a long time.

Wang touched her head, a trace of nostalgia appeared in his eyes:

"Wanyu, you Aye has not had a mother since childhood."

"Yep?"

Zheng Wan raised his head, wondering why his mother would bring up this matter, "What does Aniang want to say?"

"This immortal monarch reminds A-niang of your Aye at that time."

The corners of Wang's mouth smirked, "Aye, you are also a fool."

"At the Chongyang Juban, he caught me at a glance. At that time, he had just entered the Imperial College and had not yet won a fame. There was only an old man with inconvenient legs and legs. The only person who could make peace for him was the one in the next room. Auntie, it’s a pity that she is also far away in Xingyang... Aye, with a courageous voice, brought a matchmaker directly to knock on my Langya Wang family's door and ask to marry the Wang family's daughter."

"My Langya Wang family's heirloom is more than a hundred years old. When a stunned blue man came to the door, where would he agree? Immediately, he was beaten out by my Aye."

When Wang talked about old things, he still felt shy on his face.

It was the first time that Zheng Wan heard A Niang bring up old things and couldn't help but urge:

"What happened later? Why did it happen again?"

"You, Aye, and I, Aye, smashed."

Wang squinted his eyes, "I will go to the door day after day, regardless of what the people in Beijing say, it irritates me, Aye. Later, I, Aye, called me out and asked: Langlang, this person, you Rejoice?"

"So Aniang should do it?"

"I should."

Wang sighed, "This mortal world treats women very harshly. You have to worship your in-laws and raise your children. If you are careless, you will spend your entire life in bitter water."

"You, Aye, treat me with sincere heart and reason... These words shouldn't have been said by Aya, nor should you let Aye know.

Wang immediately stroked his daughter’s soft hair, with a low and soft voice, "You, Aye, always think that I was moved by his enthusiasm, but in fact, the real reason is just because your Aye’s mother was first After passing away, my father-in-law has inconvenience in his legs and feet, and he doesn't like to show up in front of people. Once I marry, I can be the master of the house. At most-it's just a man who has nothing to do, but with the help of my Wang family, I can live a life comfortably. ."

"A... mother?"

Zheng Wan opened his eyes in surprise.

This mother-in-law, who was always soft as water in her mind, had such thoughts.

"Later, the heart of A-niang gradually softened Aye for you."

The Wang family said, "Aniang broke her body when she gave birth to you and can't regenerate. She originally planned to be a concubine, but was stopped by your Aye. He looked at my eyes and looked at this fairy. Same as yours."

"So, A Niang is so passionate?"

Wang's face was taken for granted:

"Naturally. I'll treat him more warmly. As for you, Aye-I'll be a black face."

"..."

Zheng Wan gave a thumbs up: "Aniang, you are amazing!"

"But... who said I would be nice with him?"

Wang pinched her nose:

"You didn't look at your own eyes? Just like a dog sees a bone, straight on, for fear that someone will run away!"

"Aniang! How can anyone talk about his daughter like this?"

"A-niang wants to tell you that you don't have to look forward and backward when you do things. If A-niang hesitated at that time, I can't say that she is still living in bits and pieces in which back house and dealing with a bunch of concubines and concubines!"

Wang took the show shed:

"I got it right, and I started. In this world, the girl who gave birth to a pair of good eyes has gone to the sea!"

"Cui Wang only likes me."

Zheng Wan wrinkled his nose, "If he likes others, I won't like him anymore."

Wang touched her with the other hand:

"If you say you are a child, you still don't believe it. How can the feelings in this world be sent and received like a heart? Otherwise, how can there be so many lingering stories that have been passed down through the ages?"

"You just saw someone...you speak for him."

"It’s not A-niang who helped him speak. Wanyu, A-niang just doesn’t want you to regret it in the future. No matter how deep and deep the feelings of a person are, there will be a day of exhaustion. If you continue to squeeze, which day will you consume your patience and enthusiasm When it’s done, there’s nowhere to cry."

"No," Zheng Yu said nonchalantly, "A-niang, you are clearly upset!"

Wang cried out with a "pouch" and covered his mouth and said:

"Pianpian Yulang, who is not happy? Don't say, this Cui family descendant is Jun! He is much more handsome than his full-famous Aye Cui Yulang back then!"

"Aniang!"

"Shhh, I have to keep this from you, Aye. He still considers himself the most handsome man I have ever seen."

Zheng Wan seriously thought about Aye's face, he was so handsome and handsome, if he wanted to say--

At this moment, a sudden sound came from my ear:

"You said before that I am the best-looking in the world, but can you also coax me?"

...Cui, Wang.

Turn the element into sound, and transmit sound into secret.

Zheng Wan stayed all over.