Village Girl Struggle

Du Hong stared at Jiang Ying's slightly smiling face, thinking about the bad news only learned today, and froze on the ground.

I just felt scratching my heart and liver, chest tightness and shortness of breath. For a while, my complexion was dull, speechless and choking.

This expression shocked Jiang Ying, "Master Xiaohou? But what happened?"

Wei Haoge stood beside Jiang Ying, and felt slightly acidic at the Du Little Monkey who was so concerned about Jiang Ying, but at the same time he was thinking about it.

What terrible thing is there to make this person so heavy?

"Holy, decree, gift, marriage, the third young lady of the Yun family and Gao Han, the eldest son of King Ningyuan."

Du Hong said it with difficulty almost word by word.

He didn't expect that in just a few days, this little girl who should have belonged to him would become someone else's!

Now it's Jiang Ying and Wei Haoge's turn to be struck by lightning.

Jiang Ying was dumbfounded for a long time before he seemed to find his voice.

"Gift marriage? Me? ... Gao Han?"

That face was gloomy and sad like nine-yin-cold ice, and his eyes flashed at any time with the high cold who hated the Yun family's daughter?

Who came up with this idea of ​​marriage?

How much hatred is this with yourself?

Wei Haoge's expression suddenly changed, and he involuntarily grasped Jiang Ying's hand tightly.

"..."

Du Hong stared at his movements gloomily, and sneered, "What does this cousin mean? Dare you two privately decide for life?"

Wei Haoge's first reaction was to flee to Beiyong with Jiang Ying!

"Cousin, we..."

As soon as I was about to say it, I felt that Du Hong was there, so I couldn't leave the wind, so he suppressed what he wanted to say, and calmed Jiang Ying, "Cousin, don't worry. Let's discuss a solution slowly."

In fact, Jiang Ying didn't think so. Fortunately, the world is so big, in addition to Dazhao, there are also Beiyong and Nanzhou. Leaving the country of Dazhao, just to leave the identity of the third young lady who is not embarrassed or embarrassed by the Yun family, it is a good thing.

Turning his eyes to look at Du Hong, he saw the beautiful boy's face sinking, although his words were mean, he still did not hide his concern.

Could not help but feel warm in my heart, sincerely said. "Thank you Du Houye for telling me." He rolled his sleeves as a courtesy.

Du Hong's complexion was slightly calm, but his tone was still cold.

"Xiaoying, Benhou... I have something to tell you alone."

Look at Wei Haoge again. Means to let this get in the way away.

Wei Haoge raised his brows and sneered at him.

Jiang Ying shook his head at him, and said, "Cousin, wait here for a while. Lord Du Hou and I will go to Huzhongtian to say a few words."

Wei Haoge glanced at Wei Haoge distrustfully. "Okay, I'm here."

That means something changed, so Jiang Ying called herself quickly.

Du Hong raised his eyebrows lightly, snorted, and walked towards Huzhongtian with his sleeves.

Jiang Ying followed behind, and the two were one behind the other. Turned into the pot in the sky.

The light was dim in the pot, and Du Hong stood directly under the skylight.

Jiang Ying stood still opposite him, looking at Du Hong. Some absent-mindedly asked, "Please say Lord Duhou."

Suddenly knowing that he was given the marriage, Jiang Ying was in a state of confusion at this time, but after a few steps, he had thought of countless countermeasures, but each method had many problems.

"Does Xiaoying want to marry Gao Han?"

If it's an ordinary family of princes. Those concubine girls who match the eldest sons of the royal palace are happy to come!

Besides, the high cold looks good. Although Fengliu's reputation is well known in Beijing, after all, there is no serious concubine room by your side. If you can marry and be the wife of the main concubine, you will be happy even if there are some minor concubines in the family?

Of course, Du Hong was sure that Xiao Yingying would not be willing to marry the cold boy. Seeing how the two confronted each other a few days ago, even the enemy of life and death is nothing more than that...

Maybe if these two really become relatives, either Gao Han choked Xiao Yingying to death, or Xiao Yingying poisoned Gao Han to death.

Somehow, Du Hong felt vaguely in his heart that the latter might be more likely.

Jiang Ying said angrily, "Does Master Xiaohou think I am adding surprises?"

Gao Han is turbulent, has no discipline and no lower limit, and his reputation resounds throughout the capital.

If he were to marry him, wouldn't this king wear countless layers of green turbans on his head?

Du Hong looked up at the well-sized sky above his head, with his hands behind his back.

"Well, Benhou,...that, you, me,..."

Jiang Ying blinked. What did this little Houye want to say? This king is about to face disaster, with a green cloud covering his head. He is eager to think of an idea. If you have something to say, man, can't you?

"...Will you marry me now?"

Du Hong suffocated this sentence, his face flushed. Fortunately, the cave was dim, and Jiang Ying couldn't see it either.

As if he was afraid that Jiang Ying would refuse, Du Hong continued very quickly, "If Xiaoying is willing to marry Benhou, Benhou will immediately go to the palace and ask the emperor, saying that you and I have made an agreement long ago, and I beg the emperor to take my life back and replace it with someone else. , I think it is still possible."

After all, Du Hong was the emperor's faithful minister, but Gao Han was the nephew to beware of. If he knelt and believed outside the palace, the emperor would most likely agree.

If in normal times, Du Hong was not sure that Jiang Ying would definitely agree, after all, it was not for refusing to marry, Jiang Ying would not live in this Baiyun Hall.

But at this critical juncture, whichever is the least.

Xiao Yingying will definitely choose herself.

Compared with the bad guy Gao Han, Du Hong is certainly full of confidence.

Jiang Ying's heart jumped as soon as this sentence entered his ears.

Du Hong's proposal is undoubtedly very tempting. If it is replaced by other Beijing local ladies, I am afraid that I will nodded with joy.

Jiang Ying groaned for a few breaths and looked at Du Hong, but seeing that Du Hong was still calm, his eyes flashed with scorching heat.

This familiar look!

Jiang Ying gritted his teeth and smiled at Du Hong, "Thank you, Master Xiaohou, for thinking of a solution for me when I was in a hurry."

In Du Hong's eyes, the brilliance was flowing, but he smiled indifferently, "If Xiaoying marries to my house, he will be my person. What can I thank you..."

Halfway through the conversation, my heart was vigilant and moved, and I couldn't speak anymore...

Could it be...

Jiang Ying couldn't bear it, pursing his lips, Fang said, "Master Xiaohou has forgotten. I once swore that I will never marry anyone in this life."

If it is an ordinary man, it may be perfunctory. Disposable and divisible in the future.

But what kind of character Xiao Fengfeng is, others don't know, does Jiang Ying still know it?

Meeting in this life is an accident.

Jiang Ying would never dare to have any relationship with him anymore.

Du Hong's eyes dimmed, like thousands of stars, disappearing all the time.

Suddenly he stood with his back and clenched his fist, staying for a while.

Then I heard Du Hong's whispered voice, "Xiao Yingying doesn't want to coax people, don't you want to marry under the imperial decree?"

Now that the imperial edict has arrived at the official residence of Baoguo, I'm afraid the Yun family will send someone to pick Jiang Ying back to the palace for marriage tomorrow.

My heart is broken. Is he still inferior to that **** dude brother?

Seeing him like this, Jiang Ying was also a little bit sad.

He lowered his voice, but said the words clearly.

"When did Lord Du Hou see me telling lies. Haven't I heard that the three armies can win the command, and the men can't be ridiculous? What if the imperial decree is not enough? People who I don't recognize in my heart will never be regarded as husbands. Lang's."

If these words are placed in Huanhua Country. The translation is, um, huh, even if this king had to carry a man into the door, if the king didn't like it, just put it there to grow mushrooms.

Anyway, there are many men in the world. Why have unrequited love in the grass at home?

Only Jiang Ying was in another world, so he had to follow the crowd, and he had to modify his words. So as not to be exclaimed as heresy.

"Xiaoying, you!"

However, it was Jiang Ying's package that had been modified by Rao. The shocking thing in this remark still made Du Hong suddenly turn around, wanting to see if Jiang Ying was joking.

However, seeing Jiang Ying's calm expression, his eyebrows and eyes revealed unusual perseverance.

Enough to make people believe. Those words just now are not a joke. It was not anger, but the persistence engraved in the bones of the girl in front of her.

Du Hong stared at Jiang Ying for a long time.

Suddenly smiled.

The eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were joyful and frowning, which made this smile reveal an indescribable weird charm.

Jiang Ying looked at him like this, and realized that he was silly.

But when he felt light, he was hugged into his arms, Jiang Ying was about to break free, but a dark shadow fell on top of his head.

There was something on the lips, soft, slightly cool.

Soft as indulging in the dreams of the former dust, cold is suddenly frightened by the years.

In the dream, the universe is great, and the time in the pot is long.

A small piece of sky above the two people's heads, a few rays of sunlight shined from the heights, shining on the people who hugged each other, but it only reflected the two close figures more hazy.

The lips and teeth are dependent on each other, the breath meets for a while, and the eyes are all misty.

Suddenly, Jiang Ying didn't know where she was. Suddenly, she seemed to have gone back to the past. She was still the king and daughter of Huanhua, who rides horses, joins hands with beauties, and indulges joy...

A soft sound awakened the dreamer.

But it was a wooden hairpin on Jiang Ying's head. I don't know when it loosened, and fell on the rocky ground in the cave, making a click.

As soon as Jiang Ying was awake, he pushed Xiao Fengfeng, no... Du Hong's head pushed aside, but he didn't know when he was hugged tightly by his arms around his waist. He tried too hard, and instead bounced back into Du Hong's arms.

Du Hong put his chin on Jiang Ying's head and let out a string of muffled laughter.

"You... shameless!"

The hateful rebuke was unconvincing because the person speaking was flushed and his eyes sullen.

Du Hong looked even more delighted, and leaned closer to Jiang Ying's ear.

Like an oath, like a curse, he said softly, "Xiao Yingying, wait and see, one day, you will only recognize me in your heart!"

It’s true that only the one you believe in your heart is your own partner, so what counts as worldly gifts?

Xiao Yingying, even if you have been married ten times, I will have to be Du Hong for the tenth time.

Gao Han, Lord Benhou will congratulate you on your wedding gift!

Jiang Ying's heart was shocked, but he was choking, and he didn't know how to respond.

But feeling that the shackles on his waist had been released, Du Hong bent his waist and picked up the wooden hairpin from the ground.

Fortunately, this sandalwood hairpin was not broken. It was brought by Zhao Xi from the Wei's firm all the way. Jiang Ying usually took it with him. Sometimes when he looked at it, he remembered the happy time with Xiao Zhaoxi. .

Jiang Ying was about to reach out to pick it up, but Du Hong said, "Let me come."

But I felt that the hair was sinking slightly, so Du Hong stretched out his hand and inserted the hairpin for her.

Jiang Ying quickly avoided a few steps to the side, at least three or four people away from Du Hong.

"It's nothing about...today, but in the future, Lord Hou...you have to respect yourself."

ps: Xiao Weiwei: Xiao Fengfeng, your sister's little moves! Xiao Fengfeng: Hmph, all have their own skills! Mou Han: I am kao, you treat me as if I don't exist! Xiaoyingying: The green turban manufacturer is dead! ps: Ayma, this chapter can be considered suffocated. . Not easy, not easy. . . Thank you for another peaceful charm~