Chapter 39: An Jialang

"I originally thought that the little son of the An family and Xuanruo Daoyou were just in-laws because of the sect family...... Dongfang Qing carried some memories, "However, five years ago, when Ningxu had a flower duel in the fifteenth year, Xuanruo Daoyou accidentally injured others during the competition, which caused public anger, and when the sect that accidentally injured the disciples came forward to discuss a statement......

The little boy of the An family stood up. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Dongfang Qing's voice was soft, as if whispering in a dream, "He not only singled out the nearly 100 people who came to provoke. He also stood on the top of the high test platform, and said, in the future, anyone who disobeys or resents can come to him. He will take it upon himself to protect her. ”

Commitment to oneself.

Take care of her.

Take care of her......

The girl, who had been listening, couldn't help but take a small step back when she heard this, her lips trembled slightly unconsciously, and for a while, the expression on her face seemed to be crying and laughing, the corners of her eyes were bent, but her eyes seemed to be overflowing with tears in the next second.

The woman in white looked at it, thinking that it was because she was as surprised as she was at the beginning, and she didn't think much about it, and continued to whisper that Sheng Zheng, "...... On that day, all the young sons and daughters, all the handsome girls, watched and watched how the young man of the An family promised that Xuanruo I would be thoughtful in front of the whole world......"

There was a buzzing whisper in her ears, and the girl's face was pale, and she reluctantly looked at the crowd in front of her, and subconsciously lowered her head, losing her soul to the extreme.

She was in a trance, only to feel a slight pain somewhere in her chest, and a little sore, she wanted to endure it, clenched her fist against her chest, but the pain did not weaken in the slightest, and it went to the limbs and five bodies, and to the depths of the bones.

Hurt.

She heard a voice in her heart shouting aggrievedly.

But she couldn't stop it...... There was a sigh in my heart.

She had to walk forward step by step in a daze, like a puppet, she didn't know when to say goodbye to Dongfang Qing, she didn't know when she chose a place to live at random, she just thought about what he said over and over again.

Just like Ling Chi, he cut his bones with a knife over and over again.

He said he wanted to protect her.

It turned out to be a thorough protection for her......

What a thoroughfare!

The girl who was alone couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile, her voice was hoarse, and she couldn't help coughing dryly, coughing so much that there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

She could remember in her mind what he looked like, what she had painted with her fingers......

His eyes are the best-looking, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and he seems to be smiling at any time.

His nose is the most handsome, just like the others. When he doesn't speak, he doesn't get angry with her, he is always as polite as a young man.

And when his lips were thin, pursed, she knew that he was really angry.

But she can also remember the girl who died of pain seven years ago.

The reddish cheeks of the woman in white, the whisper in her mouth.

She can imagine how high-spirited the young man was at the Flower Finale five years ago.

"Would you like to marry An Jialang"?

Didn't he love these limelights the most before, why, she had only been dead for two years, and he would be famous for her.

How ridiculous, how ridiculous!

The heart is full of sorrow, and the heart is full of desolation. Since she woke up, she had never thought that he could disappoint her even more.

Her small body trembled unconsciously, and she sat curled up on the cold ground, hugging her legs, closing her eyes and biting her lip, her forehead against her knees, as if doing so could resist the pain that came from her bones.

Her consciousness drifted a little away, her brows frowned slightly, didn't she remember that her illness had healed?

But now, why does it still hurt as much as it did at the beginning?

That's right, that's right.

The girl didn't open her eyes, and touched her neck with one hand, as if she wanted to grab something, but she didn't touch anything, only a cold one.

It seemed that in an instant, she was much more awake.

It's gone, it's gone, it's long gone.

The girl's throat couldn't help but whimper.

It hurts, it hurts all over the body.

In a trance, it was as if I had returned to that day.

The young man came back covered in blood, but the corners of his mouth were filled with relief. Touching her head, he took out the safety buckle from his bosom, trembled, and tied it several times before tying it around her neck.

Looking at her well-behaved face, he smiled contentedly, and before he could say anything, he fainted in her arms.

Thinking about the beginning, what a deep affection......

However, at the moment, things are people, and everything is resting, and tears are shed first.

Where to solve the problem?

There is nowhere to solve the problem.

The girl chuckled lowly, very desolate.

……

On the bronze mirror, the girl's head full of green silk was draped behind her head, and she looked at it quietly for a long time, picked up a blue and white hairband from the mirror platform next to her, tied her hair, coiled it on the top, and found a wooden hairpin to insert it in.

There was still some powder given by Ruan Er in the storage bag, and I wiped some of it with my hands and wiped it on my face, and my face was no longer significantly pale.

Then he lowered his head and sorted out his robes and accessories......

These were the means by which they had not yet entered Ning to beg for a living, and it was not until this long time that she was a little surprised to find that she was still so handy.

She smiled slightly at the mirror, and the handsome young man inside followed suit, as if she was really a man.

In fact, if it were, it might be a lot less distraction. She thought that yesterday was just news about him, but she never thought that she was so vulnerable, and almost everything collapsed in an instant.

I'm really useless. She chuckled, with a hint of self-deprecation and disgust, and a bit of indescribable stuff.

Playing with the jade pendant given by Ruan Er before, he didn't hesitate anymore, walked out of the house, turned around, and faced the small wooden attic, his spiritual power surged slightly, and the mantra was recited, and a blue fluorescence that was just like an enchantment enveloped it. This residence is already remote, even if an outsider comes to visit, seeing this, he must think that the master is cultivating and it is inconvenient to disturb.

She smiled with satisfaction and headed outside.

In this world, there are many cold people and things she has seen. But why should you disappoint those who care about you because of this?

Just like Ruan Er's idea, according to his lawless and willful character, I am afraid that he just wants her to have fun. That day, she just held the jade card, which really felt ridiculous. But now, she is still dressed in men's clothes, ready to be a miscellaneous disciple according to Ruan Er's words, and try the sect competition here.

Why?

Just because she knew that the senior in the bamboo forest would not refuse the ancestor's request no matter what.

She could have waited for the arrangement so easily, but she also had her stubbornness. She wants to see if it is true that she has fallen into such a situation now, and she can only rely on the support of others to move forward?