After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

In the light of the lake and the snow, the cardamom girl is like a willow swaying in the wind, but in this willow, there are also loose bones and snow cores, and the plum blossom tin on the eyebrows is shining and shining. All the dudes stared straight.

"You dare?!"

Zheng Yu said with a sharp voice, "Don't say that my father has not been dismissed, but he is dismissed. It is still possible to pull you into the government of Liang Guo's mansion."

"Oh, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I will die!"

The second son of the Jin Kingdom had three bowls of yellow soup on his stomach. He had already forgotten who his grandmother was. He held his belly and laughed, then turned his head and asked the people next to him, "Brothers, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid of him being a bird!"

Those who were able to stay with Liang Guogong's second son were all brave and frivolous: "As the saying goes, you die under a peony flower, and you can be a ghost. When I have tasted such stunning beauty in the world, I died instantly. Not injustice."

"The law does not blame the people, I don't believe that the Holy Master will put me all in jail for an abominable minister, and go up together! Go up together!"

The second son of the Jin Kingdom laughed and rushed over, and when he reached out his hand, he caught a piece of thin and flimsy feathers. He tore it off when he raised his hand and put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it:

"Wen Biyu, fragrant like orchid, wonderful, wonderful!"

The dudes rallied excitedly and rushed forward.

Trapped like a bird in a cage, Zheng Wan raised his head in panic, and saw that the treetops were empty, without wind or waves, and the snow that covered the sky and the sun was in sight, where there were people.

Empty.

But Zheng Wan didn't believe it.

She came here, it was a gamble, how can she allow herself to shrink at this time?

Zheng Wan jumped into the lake—

"call-"

A gust of wind that didn't know where it was hitting, wrapped the Cuubiluo skirt, the snow-colored big barn, and returned to the shore.

Zheng Wan staggered to support the tree and stood still, and saw the violent wind suddenly rising, rolling up the branches and vines all over the ground, and slapped fiercely on the unruly and maddened dudes.

They were thrown away with their heads in their arms and pissed:

"Ghost, there's a ghost!"

After a while, she was the only one left in this secluded place.

The wind is calm and the clouds stop.

Zheng Wan smiled slightly.

She laughed, but her hands were still trembling, trying to fasten her feathers, the long hair of the crows and crows were generally scattered behind her head, and in the chaos, the blood and stone tortoiseshell hairpins had fallen out.

Zheng Wan combed Fushun's long hair with a veil, trying to make himself look more decent.

In the process, the upset caused by the wind was also relieved.

She made the plan to get the gang drunk, attracted here, and painstakingly arranged this hero to save the United States. Now that the beauty has been saved, the hero who can save has not shown up at all. How should this scene continue?

Since the protagonist of the drama shouldn't be actor, then she will have to continue the trick if she does this.

"The master didn't want to see each other, so Wan Niang thanked me here."

Zheng Wan faced the lake and bowed down Yingying. The azure green brocade of one foot and two gold was scattered on the ground like this, and a flower was in full bloom.

Cui Wang's consciousness fell on this delicate body, and after a long while, he moved away.

The lake is quiet and the wind is light, only this stubborn snow, and after a while, the snow falls all over the head.

Zheng Xun bowed one, two, and again. When he got up, he staggered and held the crooked neck tree next to him before he stood firm.

Cui Wang felt his body sway for a while, and looked down, but he was facing a pair of eyes.

It was a pair of extremely pure eyes, with eyelashes like crow feathers, black and white, which made people think of the Mingzhu of Canghai, the day of Liaoyuan, and the bright spring in front of the gate of the cave.

Clear as water, brilliant as stars.

At that moment, Cui Wang almost thought that she had seen herself, but soon dispelled the idea.

Although this Zheng's daughter is more beautiful, she is just a mortal and dusty, so she can see through his blinding methods.

Even so, he was too lazy to make sense.

I was about to put on another soundproof cover, but listened to the crisp question of the girl under the tree: "Senior man, which one is stronger than that of the national teacher?"

Without waiting for the expert to answer, she continued:

"In my opinion, it must be a superior person. How about I hire you to fight with that national teacher?"

Cui Wang's mouth hooked, but he was naïve and arrogant, as before.

Zheng stroked the rough-skinned, brown-yellow body of the crooked-necked tree, and said to himself: "A man with a high righteousness is thin, and he can't be used to bullying a small person like a master of the National Normal University."

"My Zheng family is really sorry to him, but it's not enough to—"

"Little lady, hey, little lady, why are you here? Quickly go to Lanzeyuan with your maid, and the lady is looking for you!" On the path, the maid who had just led the way looked around and was delighted to see Zheng Wan , Rushed over in a hurry.

Zheng Wan received it when he saw it well: "I was so upset just now, and I scattered everywhere, and I just walked here somehow."

This person was arranged at a distance just in case. If something is incompatible, it will appear in time. She Zheng Yu can't beat her own meat bun to the dog, she is still a group of useless hungry dogs.

"The little lady can't run around, this huge plum garden is really easy to get lost."

The maid helped her and didn't dare to look around. Zheng Wan looked back before leaving. The quiet lake, the sleeping lotus pavilion, and the deep bamboo forest were quiet, just like the mess that happened just now, it never happened.

But it did happen.

She got close to Yurui, raised her foot and stepped into the path, leaving quietly.

Cui Wangru heard that the child was indifferent, his complexionless, neither moved nor empathetic, closed his eyes for a long time, and suddenly "Huh".

A breeze carried a pile of bloodstone fragments and presented it in front of him. However, what caught his attention was the dilapidated character "Cui" on the debris.

This thing was discovered at the place where Zheng's daughter was thrown into the lake just now.

Cui Wang was silent for a long time, and Fang took out a jade flute from his arms and blew it. After a graceful tune, a small bird with white feathers and green front appeared.

He separated a ray of divine consciousness, and the little bird who had just been stunned had a look in an instant, flapping its wings, looking left and right, and after a while, it took the right direction and fluttered away.

Not far away, the wind suddenly picked up, and the quiet lake suddenly made waves.

———

Yong Dai was in a hurry.

I went to get something from the carriage, and when I came back, the little lady was gone. She was in a hurry to send someone to find her, but the little lady came back again.

It's just described as quite embarrassing. The feathers on the front of the breast have broken a piece, and even the bloodstone tortoiseshell hairpin is gone. It's not like going to a garden, but it's like a fight with someone.

"Little lady, you, you are..."

Zheng Wan waved his hand: "It's okay, come and comb my hair quickly."

Although the handmaid's technique is not as clever as the hair-brushing lady, she has also learned it specially. After cleaning her hands, Yong Dai walked behind the little lady sitting in front of the dressing table.

The dressing room for the female family members is equipped with bronze mirrors and ivory grate for the female family members to freshen up after changing clothes.

Yong Dai only took up a strand of black hair, but listened to the little lady's order from the maidservant who led the way:

"It's stuffy, open the window to let it out."

The dressing room is fragrant all year round, and it is indeed stuffy.

Yong Dai does not doubt that he has him.

Not long after, a kingfisher with white feathers on the forehead flapped its wings and landed on the plum branch outside the window. After a while, it fell gently and skillfully to the dressing table.

A pair of black bean eyes looked left and right, and finally pecked the clear water in the porcelain jar on the stage.

Zheng Wan stretched out his hand to tease the kingfisher, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons with a smile.

Yong Dai also laughed:

"This bird is really not afraid of people."

She hadn't seen the little lady smile like this in years.

This smile reminded her of when she was six years old. She followed Ren Yazi into a gorgeous mansion in fear and saw the noble porcelain doll sitting on top of the entire mansion. The little lady was only three years old at that time, combing. In the double bun, the smile was as innocent as it is now.

"Yes, I'm not afraid of people."

"It's just a little lady, your hairpin..."

This hairpin was delivered by the master early in the morning yesterday. Yong Dai looked at it as not very precious. The little lady liked it. After playing with it for a whole day, she had to hold it even when she slept.

"Lost."

"can-"

"It's nothing," Zheng Wan interrupted her, "Don't talk to my mother, lest she worry."

"But then, little lady, you won't have your hair tied."

Zheng Wan smiled, and went out. The snow was white, and a red plum outside the window was like batik. She pointed, "Ban hairpin, this plum blossom."

The kingfisher flapped its wings suddenly, flew out of the window, and after a while, disappeared into the clouds.

Zheng Wan looked stunned, but he listened to a cry from the back of his head:

"Little lady, all right."

In the bronze mirror, a figure was vaguely photographed.

The time was rushed, and there was no complicated high bun, only the silk ribbon of the same color as the cloud brocade was tied on the top of the head, and the rest of the long hair was generally draped behind his head.

Earrings with pearls, plum blossom tin on eyebrows, long skirts flicking the floor, pavilions curled up, and no trace of the awkwardness of the talent can be seen.

"Not bad."

Zheng Wan gave a compliment.

When the big jun came, he also prepared a copy that was exactly the same. Zheng Wan put it on, folded his hands in the sleeve cage, and walked out of the clean room along the porch, and went straight to Lanze Garden.

There have been many people in the garden, both men and women, with familiar faces coming and going, but the look at Zheng Wan was so strange.

Zheng Wan went on the corridor. Before entering the door, he saw a noble girl in a goose yellow skirt coming quietly from the side, with a fan touching her lips, and her voice was very low:

"Wanniangmo go, the prince... is also inside."

The Shanglin Banquet is a one-year-old feast for a hundred officials to celebrate the good harvest. It is also a feast for men and women of the right age to see each other. Men and women sit together, regardless of etiquette. Naturally, there is a tradition of hairpin gifting.

It is not surprising that the prince is inside.

Zheng Wan recognized the person.

This person is Rong Yi, the daughter of the eldest princess An Qing. I don’t know how the eldest princess’s domineering temperament raised her daughter. I couldn't see that she scolded the other person for her, but this person kept thinking about it.

This person in the dream was also the only one who dared to give away a lantern in the pavilion to reward the deceased after being exiled in the Zheng family.

She couldn't help but soften her eyes:

"It's okay."

"Mo, don't go, they have discussed it early and they want to tease you!"

Seeing Zheng Wan still going inside, Rong Yi said anxiously, his face flushed.

Xungui and aristocratic family have always been two circles.

Seeing that the Zheng family was in trouble, the last person who came to inform her was only such a noble lady in the noble circle. Zheng Wan sighed secretly:

"It's okay."

She was waiting for this moment.

The bait has been laid, the show has started, Cui Wang, are you coming or not?