Ying Jia's feet were very fast, as soon as he turned a corner, he saw Zhuang Wushan wearing a light blue dress, layered on top of each other, with a suitable match, the corners of his mouth just curled up an arc, and he was walked over from the other side by a dignified son, and Zhuang Wushan talked to him, Zhuang Wushan seemed to pinch the man's arm, laughed a few times, and looked extremely happy.

Ying Jia glanced at the young man's royal blue dress, which was outlined with silver silk threads to outline the beautiful lotus lines, which made him even more long, handsome and polite.

It stands to reason that such a man who is not familiar with him at all will not be able to cause his feelings to fluctuate, but I don't know why, seeing Zhuang Wushan and the man standing together, he actually felt uncomfortable, especially since the two of them were wearing clothes of the same color, and there was a feeling of complementing each other and being natural.

He couldn't control his anger, he stepped forward, grabbed Zhuang Wushan's arm and dragged her over, his hand was very strong, Zhuang Wushan's arm twisted, and he almost dislocated. "What are you doing? Let me go!"

Zhuang Wushan shook the hand that was stuck to his arm, his brows furrowed very tightly, shouldn't this man appreciate her tenacious and unyielding temperament in front of Zhuang Wenyi, when did he come over?"Let go, aren't you better than me? Break free by yourself!" Ying Jiali said even more, dragged her to his side, a little away from the man, and his tone was very mocking, "The wind is going down, the world is going down, in broad daylight, you dare to pull and pull with other men behind my fiancé's back, when I am a dead man?"

Zhuang Wushan's elbow couldn't borrow strength at all, and Ying Jia hid out of reach of her other hand, held her breath and kicked him on the knee, Ying Jia's knee was weak, and he almost knelt on the ground, and his hand naturally let go.

Zhuang Wushan took a step back, raised his leg and kicked on Ying Jia's other knee, and sneered, "Since you are so wronged, go back and persuade the eldest princess to ruin the family affairs." In this way, you can find a girl who is gentle, considerate and virtuous with your heart as a wife, why force yourself to marry me, a woman who pulls and pulls with other men, the wealth of your eldest princess's mansion, I am not blessed to enjoy, and I am not qualified to occupy the glory of your eldest princess's mansion, wouldn't it be better?"

Ying Jia glared at Zhuang Wushan fiercely, "You don't want to marry me so much?"

Zhuang Wushan looked at Ying Jia Shizi with disgust, and his voice was surprisingly indifferent, "What qualifications do you have for me to want to marry you, is it smarter than me, or stronger than me, and has more knowledge than me, or your eldest princess's mansion is richer and more powerful than my Zhuang family? What is the use of your life now except for wasting food and wasting air?" "Have you won glory for your family, or have you served the motherland? What can you leave behind is only a bone that will turn to ashes in the future?"

Zhao Feiyang, the son next to Zhuang Wushan, tugged at her sleeve and motioned her to look at Ying Jia's ugly face, Zhuang Wushan only glanced at it, and then twisted his face, "So, I want to marry you? I don't want to marry the eldest princess? Without the eldest princess, what do you say you are? Do you dare to ask me if I don't want to marry you? You say you have it, what do I have? You don't have it, why don't you come and see if I have it!"

After speaking, Zhuang Wushan pulled Zhao Feiyang away, as if the smoke and fire just now was an illusion, the smile crawled on his face again, and he turned his head sideways to talk to Zhao Feiyang. "I just pinched my cousin's arm, obviously I have practiced fist and foot kung fu, don't you really think it's a pity to give up the capital? "It's been decided, and my brother-in-law has agreed, the Royal Forest Army is really not interesting, so I want to go out and take a walk while I'm young, as a man, if I don't fight bravely on the battlefield, wouldn't it be in vain to come to the world." Zhao Feiyang longed for the empty future, and his tone was extremely firm. "That's good, if I can go back to Saibei with my father, we can walk together, and we can have a companion on the way. Zhuang Wushan likes thoughtful and enterprising people, and his smile is more sincere.

The two of them walked farther and farther, and Ying Jia was still kneeling on the ground by holding on to the railing in the corridor, and the expression on his face hidden in the dark could not be seen clearly, but he could feel the dark aura spreading from his body.

Zhuang Wushan's words were like a dagger stabbing into his heart, he never felt that anyone would dislike him, he had a handsome appearance, a noble family background, a favored identity, he grew up holding a golden spoon, there was no need to think about it at all, there could be countless people around him to pave the way for his future, he just walked step by step.

He once set three family affairs, the women were all the daughters of powerful ministers, docile personalities, decent manners, dignified and generous, gentle and virtuous, none of them was dissatisfied with him, and even happy to have such a husband. He doesn't keep concubines, fights, or cause trouble for his family, he just lives the same life as the noble sons of other families in the capital.

He didn't want to do anything for himself, but suddenly, he felt so empty that he couldn't touch his heartbeat, and his chest was empty, like the walking dead......

……

Zhuang Wushan felt that if there was a regret medicine in this world, she would definitely find one to eat.

Ask for plug-ins, ask for rebirth skills!

System: "Admit it, you are saving a teenager who has lost his footing, and it is a merit." ”

Zhuang Wushan took a deep breath, pulled the curtain of the carriage, looked at Ying Jia Shizi, who was wearing a robe of the same color as her, and tried his best to show a gentle smile, "I was talking nonsense that day, don't take it seriously, it's good for you to be like this now, really." ”

Ying Jia still looked down at people with his head held high, but there was more warmth in his eyes, and there was a confident charm at the corners of his mouth, "I said that I would make you admit that you were willing to marry me, and I want you to know that I am not without a goal to pursue." I will do what I say and I will definitely satisfy you. ”

Zhuang Wushan dropped the curtain with a look of hatred, why did she feel that such a face should not be mediocre in the crowd and quickly ridicule a few words, she should forget the influence that Yingjia brought to her in the previous life, so that she felt that such an excellent man should be admired and enjoy the world's attention.

She shouldn't feel like a soulless person who lives as a gangster, she shouldn't show pity for a while, she shouldn't meet this bastard!

The province let him save his zài sense in front of him every day.

Zhao and Zhuang Que actually think that they are cultivating feelings?

It can only be said that their brains are too big.

Zhuang Wenyi endured the pain in her heart, raised her head to look at Zhuang Wushan, and her voice was a little shallow and choked, "Shanshan, you and win...... The son of the world has ......"

Zhuang Wushan felt that he was really enough, why did the Zhao family agree to let her go to the Peach Blossom Banquet, obviously she had already exchanged with other people's families, so it could be regarded as a marriage. "Nothing. Zhuang Wushan was obviously reluctant to mention this stubble, and glanced at Zhuang Wenyi, who was aggrieved, and Ying Jia outside the window and on the tall horse, Zhuang Wushan suddenly thought about it.

System: "The person who matches your fiancé with another woman, you are really the first host." ”

Isn't it nice that the heroine's man is left to the heroine to deal with?

Ying Jia in the previous life was an accident, she will never let this accident happen in this life, the heroine's man is the heroine's, she just stood aside and watched, and didn't speak.

Zhuang Wushan praised his good idea, his smiling eyes narrowed, and he beckoned to Ying Jia, his voice was light and elegant, like a clear spring on the stone, "Ying Shizi, will you go into the carriage and sit down?"

Ying Jia's eyes lit up, he grabbed the reins of the horse, turned over and dismounted, and was about to enter the carriage, but Zhuang Wushan pulled the reins, turned over, whipped the whip, and the painful horse neighed, and then spread its hooves and ran hard.

Yingjia: "......"

Zhuang Wenyi: "......"

Zhuang Wenyi didn't expect Zhuang Wushan to leave, and when she raised her head, she saw the handsome immortal mortal man standing tall, indescribably graceful, she obviously hated him, but she was still attracted by his face, and she fell deeper and deeper.

Blushing, Zhuang Wenyi raised her head slightly and laughed softly, "It's better to win the world and sit down first, and let's go to chase goodness together." ”

Ying Jia looked back at Zhuang Wenyi, who was peeking at his appearance, and said coldly, "No need, Miss Zhuang can just sit by herself, and I'll go after Shanshan." ”

In the past, he had never felt annoying to people who peeked at his face like this, but he would be proud, but now it seems that he is really just leaning on a face......

It's sad!

……

The wind whistled from her cheeks, and her stinging face hurt, but Zhuang Wushan felt as if she was flying, when she was a child before she did a dead crossing, she thought about being an excellent pilot in the future, flying freely in the air, enjoying the speed of galloping, but later cut off her dream of ...... High myopia!

When she was a child, she was ignorant, and she cursed every day that everyone who was admitted to the pilot exam had diarrhea and couldn't fly a plane.

Later, as she grew older, she found that she loved machines more than she pursued freedom, and slowly realized that it was not important what the future was, what mattered was what she was pursuing now and whether she had worked hard for this goal.

Zhuang Wushan felt worthy of her former self, and while sighing, she suddenly wrapped her hands around her waist and pulled her whole person into a warm embrace.

Zhuang Wushan was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse, turned his head to look, and was instantly shocked, "How did you catch up?"

Ying Jia's arm was even harder, and there was more smugness and arrogance in his laughter, "I'm not useless, I'm freshly dressed and angry, and when the horse stepped on the street, you were still hanging on your father's trouser leg and begging for a hug, right?"