Chang’an Peasant Girl

After hearing this, Feng Feiyan finally stopped looking at the table, but raised her eyes and looked at Su Yijing opposite.

"What do you want?" she asked.

Su Yijing said: "You abandoned me. I will never let this go. You promised to get married to me before. Well, we will get married. I will torture you."

torture her well

Feng Feiyan was heartbroken. She knew that her secretly leaving would hurt him, but she didn't expect that he would hate her so much because of it.

I could only hear her choking: "Su Yijing, I can't marry anyone. I am the emperor of Wufeng, so I can only marry someone else."

"Then you marry me."

"What did you say?" Feng Feiyan didn't react for a moment.

"You marry me."

Feng Feiyan reacted, but objected strongly: "No! You are the eldest prince of Xiyun. I can't marry you, and you can't marry me!"

Su Yijing looked down coldly: "Feng Feiyan, you ran away secretly back then, and now you want to break your promise again?"

Feng Feiyan still disagreed and was very determined: "I have already married three men. Even if I haven't married, you can't marry me. You are the eldest prince of Xiyun, and you will inherit the title of King of Xiyun in the future. , if you marry me, not to mention how wronged you will be, you will be ridiculed by everyone in the world, and the whole Xiyun will be disgraced because of you. "

"Who said that Prince Xiyun married you? What you thought was quite beautiful." Su Yijing's tone was full of sarcasm. "I'm talking about Xiao Yijing marrying you, Xiao Yijing, a farmer's boy, marrying you. You thought I was a farmer's boy when you left. I will stay by your side in this capacity and torture you. When will I be angry? When will I stop torturing you?"

Torture her again

Feng Feiyan was so heartbroken that she couldn't help it, but she still insisted: "Even if you marry me as a farmer's son, it won't work. I'm already married, and if you come to my harem, you will be a concubine. Are you willing to be a concubine? ?”

"It's because you don't want to be a concubine that I want to torture you!" Su Yijing almost squeezed out these words through his teeth.

Feng Feiyan's eyes turned red instantly. She knew he would hate her for leaving, but she didn't expect him to hate her so much. I would rather be a concubine than torture her by her side.

"Okay, if you want to torture me to make you angry, then you can torture me." Feng Feiyan endured her heartache, "It's just that there are thousands of ways to torture me, and you don't need to marry me as your concubine."

"That's what I want."

"I don't agree anyway." Feng Feiyan was still very insistent and refused to give in at all. She wouldn't let him suffer this kind of injustice. How could he give her as a concubine? How could he?

"I don't ask you to agree, you just have to do it." After a pause, he threatened, "If you don't do what I want, I will lead my troops to attack Wufeng and destroy your country and your family."

"Su Yijing!" Feng Feiyan was angry and painful. "Emperor Xiyun will not let you act like this."

"If my uncle knew that you had played with my feelings like that, you would have ruined the country and the family."

Feng Feiyan was no longer angry now, but felt extremely painful. She looked at him with tears in her eyes: "You are crazy, crazy."

Su Yijing immediately said: "Yes, I'm crazy. You drove me crazy. I haven't forgotten you yet. You're good. Marrying three men doesn't count. You still want to marry my third brother?" How many men do you want to marry to be satisfied?"