After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

"Ms. Zheng, please."

As soon as he entered the door, there was an eight-panel huanghuali floor-to-ceiling screen style block, bypassing the screen, and a maid dressed in a lotus costume greeted him.

Zheng Wan took off the feather cloak and handed it into her hands. There were fire walls in the house, and copper fireplaces were lit at the four corners of the east, west, south, and north. After walking so few steps, the hands and feet that had been frozen outside became warm.

"The pavilion master, Zheng Xiaomao, the eldest princess and the prince, they all went to the storm pavilion."

"Huh, Fengbo Pavilion actually opened?"

This Fengbo Pavilion is located in the backyard of Lanzeyuan, adjacent to the waterside stone boat, with nine bends and eighteen bends, facing the water, and underneath is the well-known Lisi Tang, which is not cold or hot, not dry or dry all year round, and is extremely pleasant.

Ke Rongyi clearly remembers that today, the storm pavilion and the water pavilion stone boat will not open, and only receive one distinguished guest.

The maid lowered her head: "Yes, the Master of the National Normal University has spoken, saying that since it is a fun for all officials, there is no need to worry about him. All the adults went in."

"Oh, Master of National Normal University has spoken?"

Zheng Wan turned her head. At this moment, she had walked to the back door of the main house and stepped onto the corridor leading to the back garden.

"Yes."

"Are there any other orders?"

"No."

"Wang Niang, you—" Seeing that Zheng Yu was still trying to move forward, Rong Yi stomped and chased her out, expecting Ai Ai to say, "Guo and Guo Shi adults are scary, you and Yu Niang, don't go."

"He is here, I want to go even more."

Zheng Wan hooked the corner of his mouth, and saw Rong Yi twisted to follow him, "Call your mother for a while, don't follow me."

Rong Yixian replied.

The two of them walked along the corridor for less than a while before they saw the Shuixie Shifang, and a corner of Fengbo Pavilion was looming behind.

At this moment, there is heavy snow on the top of the head, and the waterside pavilion underneath. The place where the Lisi soup flows through, only makes people feel warm like spring, like walking on the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and the green willow and Yangdi.

The little ladies and erlangs wore bright clothes and walked through the corridors, singing and playing poems; on the stone boat, there were more stringed songs and dances.

"Wang Niang, what are you thinking?"

Rong Yi looked at her cautiously.

Zheng Wan looked at these four-time scenes: "I'm thinking, this world is really Hedong for thirty years, and Hexi for thirty years. The ages are different. But—"

She suddenly smiled, "I'm Zheng Wan, I don't believe my fate."

What about living in a book?

What if you are not the protagonist?

Since God is willing to give her a chance, he will not completely block the way forward.

If she is completely according to what the book says, she should soak in the Lanpo Lake across the Yiyuan Garden, waiting for Liang Guogong's mansion to save her, her eyes will be stunned, her innocence will be lost, and she will lose the ability to give birth to pregnancy.

But now, she didn't go to Lanpo Lake. Instead, she came to Lisi Tang. The storm pavilion in the book was not opened, but it is now open-it can be seen that the mayfly is small, but it also has the power to shake the earth.

Rong Yi looked at her in a daze, and suddenly muttered:

"Wan, Wanniang, you are so... so beautiful."

Zheng Wan didn't want to say any more, and raised his foot on the steps of the water pavilion:

"Let's go."

Before reaching the second step, there was a wind in the side thorn, and a maid wearing a double bun hurriedly passed by holding a fruit tray. When she went up the steps, she "clicked" and fell.

Without holding the fruit plate, a goddess came to the fruit Gululu and scattered flowers and rolled all over the floor.

Zheng Xun couldn't react, and he stepped on a fig with his left foot. When he staggered and was about to fall, he easily supported the railing next to him, and realized that when he touched it, he realized that this railing had done something to someone—

"Pa", it broke.

The green silk brocade draped a beautiful arc in the air. When Zheng Wan leaned back, he was pleased to see that the maid arranged by his side in advance had jumped up and was about to save her.

A familiar wind passed.

The wind carries the coolness of snow, the bitterness of the wind, and if there is a seemingly non-existent bluegrass scent-Zheng Yu has not yet reacted, he has been stopped by the waist and taken to the stone boat on the opposite side of the water pavilion.

Amidst the applause, Zheng Wan looked at each other blankly.

The young man wears an indigo robe and a kiss belt around his waist. He has a plain face, but he has a pair of extremely beautiful eyes—or, beauty is not enough.

In those eyes, there are thousands of miles of stars, vast seas and deserts, Tianshan snow, clouds in the moon, and they are not as beautiful as the world.

Look again, but there is nothing left.

There was only a calm and dead silence.

When Zheng Wan returned to his senses, the other party had already gently placed her on the ground:

"Little lady, be careful."

Cui Wang.

Zheng Yu turned his eyes around on the ribbon around his waist and the robe on his body, and he immediately understood.

He was puzzled and curious about her because of the bloodstone, and he was able to help her in such a timely manner.

It's good to be curious.

All love in the world comes from curiosity.

However, she still needs to be careful and careful. The Xianjia's methods are extremely versatile, and the birds are not one of them. She needs to be careful.

"Thank you Lang Jun, I don't know how to call it?"

Zheng Wan Yingying thanks.

Cui Wang glanced down at her red eyelids and a bit of tears under her eyelashes, and nodded slightly: "Don't say thank you."

After that, he turned to leave and went straight to the cabin on the second floor.

"This man is so rude!"

Rong Yi walked through the water pavilion panting, and when she came to the first floor of the opposite Shifang, she only saw Zheng Wan's hot face against the cold face.

Zheng Wan shook his head, his cheeks were flushed, and his face appeared in a daze: "No, the pavilion master is wrong, this man is chivalrous and mighty, really..."

Impressive.

She didn't go on, but the little girl's attitude that she showed made everyone passing by look dumbfounded.

Rong Yi's heart is not good.

That Langjun is indeed extraordinary, and he can actually take Wanniang to volley on the water and fly to the Shifang which is three feet away from the water pavilion, but... it doesn't mean that Wanniang wants to see him!

Zheng Wan is naturally acting.

I still remember that she became obsessed with theater when she was ten years old. Her father specially invited the most famous Peony Class in Shangjing to Fuzhong for her. She sang the opera for a month until she was tired of listening.

The most famous actor in the Peony class told her that the most moving drama in the world needs to be played first and deceived oneself before she can deceive others.

Zheng Wan was standing "idiotly" downstairs, and someone was watching her upstairs.

County Lord Rongqin lay at the window, taking in the sight of the scene just now, and uttered:

"Where did it come out..."

Frozen green.

For some reason, the young Lang Jun couldn't be surprised to see, but she was stunned that she couldn't say a word.

"I can't be blamed for this, but for the luck of the surname Zheng."

There was a sentence from the little lady next to her, but she had arranged it in advance, so that people specially sprinkled oily water on the steps of the water pavilion, and the railing was broken up. For fear that it would be unsafe, she also arranged a maid to go there.

"but-"

She changed the conversation, "The county lord, don't you think that the Lang Jun who has just saved people is very, very...hey, how can I say it, look at it, but my heart, how can I jump faster than seeing His Royal Highness?"

Rong Qin said in his heart: Me too.

Seeing through Zheng Yu's body, the green and green silk brocade is like smoke and mist, making her look like the Nine Heavens Profound Girl who has fallen to the earth, and her heart is sour as to knock a big mouthful of green apricots:

"It's all like this, but also attract bees and butterflies, bah."

"Hey, hey, don't tell me, people are coming up, looking like this, they are tall and straight, a little bit higher than the prince brother, isn't it?"

Rong Qin glanced, still finding it more interesting to tease Zheng Wan, then poked his head out from the second floor, and waved to the bottom:

"Wang Niang, come and be stubborn with us."

Zheng Wan is worried about how to go up to Shifang naturally. After all, there is a chance for Cui Wang on this Shifang today. Rong Qin's words were nothing more than handing over the wall ladder, and she smiled sweetly when she raised her head:

"The county lord, I have to go find Aniang to report..."

Rong Qin was urging him not to leave, and backed up. The more she hesitated, the more she wanted her to go.

Sure enough, Rong Qin recruited a maid:

"How difficult is this, Greensleeve, go to Shui Xie and talk to Madam Zheng, Wan Niang is with us."

Turning around, he said to Zheng Yu: "Mrs. Zheng is on the opposite waterside, talking with Auntie, don't bother her."

"Also."

Zheng Wan had to go upstairs because of "hospitality is hard to stop."

Cui Wang silently withdrew his consciousness.

"Why save her?"

Knowing the waves in the sea, a black-clothed old man with a childlike face, sitting on it, his round face can hardly hide curiosity.

"Aren't the ancestors retreating?"

"Turn off the bird pass! Hey, Xiao Wangwang, you still talk to your ancestors, why did you save that little girl? Is it... you fell in love with her? Anyway, this young lady is not bad, look. Go up and have a heartfelt love for you, when you two give birth to a fat baby, which will improve the genes of my old Cui family. It is also good. My little Wangwang finally knows the benefits of a woman. You don’t know what Xiaowangwang, ancestors. I watched you guarding that stupid sword every day and night, and my heart broke!

"To shut up."

"Hey yeah..."

"No."

"Why? Oh, I see, it must be the little sister who pointed to the nose and scolded Xiao Wang for your wishful thinking and broke your heart..."

The ancestors chattered endlessly in the sea of ​​knowledge, and Cui Wang had already taken a humble position to sit.

"The dragon is vomiting beads, the wind is watery, this place...tsk, Xiao Wangwang, you are really prosperous...warming, no, aren't we talking about Zheng Yu? Xiao Wangwang, the ancestor still remembers the first time Seeing you, with big eyes, white skin, milky skin, so cute, and now it’s really unpleasant as you grow up. If you were in my ancestor’s time, you would be a single dog! Single dog know that?! For the rest of your life. No wife or girlfriend..."

Cui Wang thanked the maid for the berry juice, closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Speak up!"

"Say a lot."

"So when will you bring me a beautiful young lady back for my ancestor, look, here," the man in black erred, "my lady is quite Doha, but I look at the ancestor, it's your ex-fiancée. Pleasing to the eye."

Cui Wang opened his eyes. At this time, Zheng Wan was already on the second floor, his eyes swept toward the cabin.

Scorching like the sun, shining like a galaxy.

"I don't like her eyes."

"Why? Old ancestors, I look around, and I think those eyes are very beautiful."

"Ambition is too great, domineering is hidden."