Thinking of his marriage contract, Ling Qingcheng felt that her chest was very clogged, she wanted to go over and ask him, but what if she asked? No matter what answer he gave, she couldn't respond to his feelings. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Qingcheng shook his head and said in a firm tone: "I want Ming Media to marry!" “

Jun Haoyu let go of her and helped her tidy up her clothes: "Okay, I promise you." “

Ling Qingcheng was a little irritable: "I didn't say anything about you. “

"You can't marry anyone but me."

Ling Qingcheng was speechless angrily, could it be that only he could have a marriage contract, and she couldn't choose someone else? Why did she have to like him?

Seeing that she was angry, Jun Haoyu coaxed her softly.

"You can hang an oil bottle in your mouth."

Ling Qingcheng pushed him away and sat directly in the corner.

Jun Haoyu leaned over and sat down beside her: "Can you tell me what you said now?" “

Ling Qingcheng clasped his hands on his knees, rested his head on his knees, and didn't look at him.

Seeing that Ling Qingcheng was really angry, Jun Haoyu frowned slightly, he also wanted to talk to her well, every time after a quarrel, he would always be inexplicably irritable and regretful.

He also knew that he always used threats to get her to agree to his requests, which seemed despicable, but he didn't know what else could make her want to look at him except this method.

If she doesn't love it, then let her hate it, at least she can remember that in this world, there is another person named Jun Haoyu who makes her willing to hold a grudge.

"This is a man's fan, it should be good as firewood."

Ling Qingcheng turned his head suddenly, only to find that the fan that the elegant man gave her was in Jun Haoyu's hand.

"Give it back!"

An unfamiliar folding fan can make her care so much, and what is he to her?

Jun Haoyu only felt a pain in her chest, why could others get her care, but only he couldn't? Why!

Jun Haoyu was about to throw the fan into the fire, Ling Qingcheng got up to grab it, Jun Haoyu retracted and looked at her: "Tell me what you said." “

Ling Qingcheng bit his lip: "Is it fun to tease me like this?" Why does everything have to be done the way you want it to? Jun Haoyu, I hate you! “

The folding fan in Jun Haoyu's hand slowly fell, she hated him, he finally did it, but when he really heard this, why did his heart hurt so much.

Jun Haoyu looked at her with somewhat empty eyes, with a wry smile: "It is an honor for the princess to hate it, but this kind of hate is not enough for the princess to remember this king." “

Jun Haoyu threw the fan into the fire hard, and Ling Qingcheng was about to pounce on it to pick it up, but he pulled it hard.

"Since I can't get your love, it's good to get your hate."

"You madman! Don't worry, I'm going to hate you! I hate you so much! “

Ling Qingcheng struggled to leave, but his hand gripped her wrist, not giving her any possibility of leaving at all.

"If you want to go, beg me."

Ling Qingcheng looked at the folding fan that had turned into ashes in the fire, and the whole person was a little prostration, she was really tired, she was so tired of loving one, and she was so tired of hating someone.

It turns out that hating someone you love can be such a desperate thing.

She lowered her head and said weakly, "Please let me go." “

Jun Haoyu only felt that his heart had lost consciousness in pain.

He asked her to beg him, and she did, why did her heart hurt so much.

"Now that the princess has spoken, this king will do as you wish."

He draped her on the clothes that had been dried, and then opened the door.

The palace maid and the guards were already waiting outside, and when they saw the door open, they immediately stepped forward with a paper fan and beat them.

Looking at Ling Qingcheng who was not glamorous on the side, Jun Haoyu walked behind, gritted his teeth and endured the heartache, and continued to move forward.

The two of them got into the carriage, and along the way, Ling Qingcheng didn't speak, just leaned on the cushion on one side.

Jun Haoyu also looked out the car window.

When he arrived at the palace, when he was about to get out of the car, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ling Qingcheng's wrist was already bruised, and his heart missed a beat, he actually hurt her just now!

took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and handed it to the palace maid: "Remember to rub the medicine for the princess." “

The palace maid took it and agreed.

The carriage left, Jun Haoyu was still standing in place and watching, the housekeeper was helping him hold the paper fan, when he saw a porcelain bottle thrown out of the distant carriage, fell to the ground, and became shattered.

After the carriage disappeared, Jun Haoyu raised his hand and grabbed the position of his chest, and he was about to faint in pain.

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you? Come on, help the prince into the house! The butler helped him and hurriedly called for someone.

Ling Qingcheng explained that the people accompanying her were not allowed to talk about today's events, and now she was surrounded by screeners, so her mouth was very tight.

The fan was burned by Jun Haoyu, and she didn't know how to find them, but no matter what, she wanted to leave, and she didn't want to see Jun Haoyu again.

Ling Yao told Luo Yiyang about her departure, and when she returned to the palace, someone spread the word that Luo Yiyang had been waiting for a day when she was out to see her.

Ling Qingcheng adjusted his mood and changed into clean clothes before letting him in.

"See the princess."

"General Luo is excused. It's so late, I don't know what happened to the general. “

"I heard that the princess was going to leave the palace and go to Ximo City, and Weichen was a little worried."

"There are people sent by His Majesty, and no one knows about this trip, so there will be no danger in this palace."

"Wechen is willing to go together!" Luo Yiyang knelt down on one knee and pleaded.

"General Luo has more important things to do when he stays in the capital."

Luo Yiyang quickly shook his head: "Weichen has nothing else to do, and I ask the princess to agree to go to Seamus together!" “

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"General Luo is in the capital to help the palace to watch the regent and Prime Minister Zhuang, as long as they don't move, the palace will not be in danger, and the only one who can make them believe that the palace has not left the capital is the general."

Luo Yiyang understood what Ling Qingcheng meant, although it did make sense to do so, he didn't want Ling Qingcheng to go alone.

"Please think twice about the princess, Weichen is really willing to follow the princess!"

"This matter has been decided, but the general can rest assured, the palace will contact the general from time to time."

Luo Yiyang was a little surprised: "Is what the princess said true?" “

Over the years he was at the border, Ling Qingcheng had never written a letter, and the letters he wrote had never been sent, he had always been very envious of someone writing letters, which represented a concern.

"Of course it's true, there is no need to hide the itinerary of this palace from the general, so I also ask the general to help take care of the regent and Prime Minister Zhuang, otherwise this palace will be in danger."

"Weichen will live up to the princess's trust!"

After Luo Yiyang left, Ling Qingcheng packed his things and planned to leave in a few days.

Ling Qingcheng chose to leave in the morning, and before it was dark, there was a person standing next to the carriage.

"Lord Huai came so early." Ling Qingcheng greeted with a smile.

"The grass people meet Her Royal Highness." Huaiyu stepped forward and saluted, but he didn't show any rustiness.

"Master Huai, let's get in the car first, this palace has something to say to you."

"Yes." (To be continued.) )