Although he received the promise of the lion king, Li Jiawen was still worried, because the fate was too mysterious, and the empress would not necessarily agree. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a saying in the world that after a man and a woman get married, the man's life is affected by the woman and dies young, but there are also men whose life is hard enough to resolve the woman's life.

But after all, not everyone will believe in this kind of thing, and this method may only be chosen if you are in a hurry to go to the doctor, and the Empress will not make this decision lightly unless she is forced to do so.

Bai Ze should have also heard the news, so he became anxious, and actually brought the commander who guarded him to Li Jiawen's courtyard, wanting to come to the overlord to make a bow, but fortunately, the sword and lion king Ye appeared in time to stop it, so that the matter did not develop to the point of no return.

Li Jiawen knew that it was not a solution to drag on like this, after all, Princess Nightingale was only eighteen years old this year, and she still had two or three years to live, if the Empress was lucky and thought that there was still time to find a way to renew Princess Nightingale's life, she would not consider the Lion King's suggestion.

If there is no possibility between Li Jiawen and the nightingale, then as long as Bai Ze seizes the opportunity, it will be unfavorable to Li Jiawen and them, after all, his identity is there, and no matter how angry the lion king is, he can't kill him directly.

On this day, the autumn rain was falling tricklingly, the weather was already very cold, Li Jiawen leaned against the door in a black robe, and quietly watched the autumn rain beat the few remaining leaves on the orange tree.

Yirong held a green oil-paper umbrella and walked into the courtyard with small steps, there was a big puddle in the courtyard, she was afraid of soiling her shoes, so she flew up with the oil-paper umbrella, gently skimmed the puddle, and slowly walked in front of Li Jiawen.

She asked, "What are you in a daze?" ”

Li Jiawen shook his head: "No." ”

"You didn't react when you saw me come in, and said you weren't in a daze." Yirong leaned against the other half of the door, she put away the oil-paper umbrella, brushed her long hair that was slightly wet by the autumn rain, and said, "I have heard about Bai Ze's big trouble, how is she now?" ”

Li Jiawen nodded, suddenly reached out of the eaves, let the autumn raindrops fall in the palm of his hand, and then watched the rain flow away from his fingers.

"Life is like this autumn rain, you always want to reach out and grab it, but you are afraid that it is too cold, and finally muster up the courage to reach out your hand, but it flows from your fingers again, and you can't catch it."

Yirong sighed, and then followed Li Jiawen's example, stretched out her hand, and the rain fell, and then flowed away.

"Although the autumn rain is cold, our palms are hot, although it will flow away, but at least there was a moment when we were holding it, so Li Jiawen, don't be discouraged so early. Because I'm supporting you and Sister Nightingale. ”

Li Jiawen looked at Yirong and wondered: "Why do you support me?" ”

Yi Rong smiled sweetly and said: "In the Zhenghe Palace, although it is said that we are a draw, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it was you who won me, and you won it so completely." And Sister Nightingale's body is getting weaker and weaker, and she used to be able to go out with me occasionally, but in the past three years, she has never left her dormitory. ”

"If there was a way to cure her, it would have been cured a long time ago, and it wouldn't have been delayed until now, so I don't want Sister Nightingale to miss your opportunity. I am the person who is favored by the empress, my life is stronger than many immortals, but you are stronger than me, if it were not for the catastrophe of the Yanhuang Dynasty pressing on you, you will definitely become the most shining protagonist on this continent. Now I hope that you can temporarily give up your identity as a disciple of Yan Huang and do your best to help my nightingale sister get through this difficult time first, are you willing? ”

"Give up the identity of Yan Huang's son?"

"That's right, it's to give up the identity of Yan Huang's disciple. Before you succeed in helping Sister Nightingale continue her life, no matter what happened to the Yanhuang Dynasty or what happened to them across the river, you have to stay out of it, don't cause disasters that you can't bear for others, and put all your thoughts on Sister Nightingale wholeheartedly, can you do it? ”

Li Jiawen laughed at himself: "If that Bai Ze appears again and wants to harm my Senior Sister Feixue, do you want me to watch it?" If the Divine Palace and the Fire God Temple attack the Yanhuang Dynasty in a big way, do you want me to be unmoved? ”

"Yes, you have to forget your friends and relatives for a while, and you must have only my nightingale sister in your heart." Yirong's face was calm: "As long as you agree to me, then I will go and ask my aunt to let you marry Sister Nightingale, so that your current difficulties will be solved, and as for the future variables, you don't have to worry about it anymore." ”

Li Jiawen fell silent.

If Li Jiawen can't marry the nightingale, then Bai Ze will be their biggest trouble, under Bai Ze's threat, no one will dare to take Li Jiawen and them in, so when the law enforcement team of the Nine Great Immortal Alliance and the Divine Palace appears, the Liuying Dynasty alone will not be able to protect them, because their identity cards are engraved with the word Yan Huang.

As long as they have the identity card of Liuying, and they have to become the son-in-law of the big family, so that the Nine Great Immortal Alliances will stand on Liuying's side, and the Ten Immortal Alliances will jointly compete with the Divine Palace, and Li Jiawen, who becomes Liuying's son-in-law, will be able to stay.

It seems that the only way to stay and not let Feixue be harmed by Bai Ze is to promise Yirong.

Just after agreeing to Yirong, Li Jiawen will put all his attention on the nightingale, before helping the nightingale successfully continue his life, even if the Yanhuang Dynasty is destroyed and they are killed across the river, Li Jiawen must not interfere, because once he interferes, Li Jiawen's life will change, and the nightingale will also be affected.

"Will you be able to convince the Empress?"

Yirong nodded: "Because I can convince Sister Nightingale, and if Sister Nightingale agrees herself, my aunt will not refuse." ”

Li Jiawen smiled, and then pulled Yirong into the rain, Yirong hurriedly held up the oil-paper umbrella: "What are you doing?" ”

"Let's go to a place, and if this is done, then I promise you that I will exchange my life for the life of Princess Nightingale."

Yirong was stunned, she really heard it right, Li Jiawen said that he exchanged his life for the life of the nightingale.

He still sensed something.

If you want the nightingale to succeed in continuing her life, then the probability of Li Jiawen's death is very high, and neither Yirong nor the Lion King said anything about it, but Li Jiawen himself still thought of this.

Yirong laughed, she didn't mention that Li Jiawen might die, but asked, "Where are you going to take me?" ”

"Just come with me."

The autumn rain is merciless, and an oil-paper umbrella can't cover the sky of two people.

Both were drenched in their shoulders.

Vendors sitting at the doorways chatting on both sides of the street stretched out their hands and pointed at the two men.

Someone recognized the beautiful girl as the county lord of Yirong.

But no one knew the name of the boy in the black shirt.

Li Jiawen took Yirong to a mansion, the mansion has a vermilion gate more than a foot high, and a plaque is hung on the gate, on which four big characters are written on the dragon, flying and phoenix dancing.

"Far from the town."

This is the mansion of the Marquis of Zhenyuan.

Yirong didn't know what Li Jiawen was doing when she came to Zhenyuanhou Mansion.

After the doorman of the Hou Mansion saw the county lord of Yirong, he hurriedly went to inform the steward, and the steward led the two into the inner hall to inform Mrs. Hou to come and entertain the county lord of Yirong.

Li Jiawen said: "Don't bother, in fact, we are here to find the son, I don't know where the son is now?" ”

The steward replied: "The prince was locked in the room by the Hou Ye, and he was not allowed to go out to meet guests." ”

Li Jiawen pushed Yirong, and Yirong coughed and said, "The county lord came here to find him personally, do you dare not let the county lord see him?" ”

The steward was embarrassed, but when he saw that Yirong wanted to get angry, he said: "The county lord is angry, the key to this room is in the hands of the lady, so you still have to inform the lady of this matter." ”

Li Jiawen waved his hand and said: "We don't need you to open the door, we just stand outside the room and say a few words to the prince, so you don't need to go to Madame to get the key, don't alarm anyone about this matter." ”

The steward sighed helplessly, Li Jiawen had said this, if he still had to go to his wife, then he would completely offend the lord of Yirong, but if he didn't inform his wife, the consequences of this matter would be borne by him as a steward.

Recently, the house is not very peaceful, because the second prince came here to make a big fuss, the prince was punished with a cane, and now he is still recuperating in bed, and the Hou Ye spoke, if the prince dares to take a step out of the door, he will break the son's leg.

At this time, the county lord of Yirong and Li Jiawen came to visit the prince, and they didn't want the Hou Ye and Mrs. to know about it, if they wanted to say that they were not tired, it was impossible.

The steward was very bitter, but he still had to take Li Jiawen and them to the front of the prince's room, I just hoped that the other servants would have some vision and call Mrs. over quickly.

Li Jiawen stood in front of Ma Jincai's room, pointed to the copper lock that locked the door and said: "They are all cultivators, who can be locked by this copper lock, what locks him is just the order of his parents and his wandering heart." ”

Ma Jincai heard Li Jiawen's voice and said in surprise: "Brother Jiawen, are you outside the house?" How did you get here, did she come too? ”

Li Jiawen said calmly: "Senior Sister Feixue didn't come, it was the Lord of Yirong who came, and I wouldn't have been able to go here without her." I'm here to tell you something, because I know no one is going to tell you about it. ”

Ma Jin had a bad premonition: "What's the matter?" ”

Li Jiawen said in a deep voice: "Bai Ze wants to use force against Senior Sister Feixue, if it weren't for General Wang Ye showing up to stop it, Senior Sister Feixue would have lost her innocence at this time." ”

With a bang, the copper lock flew out with the door, and Ma Jin rushed out: "Feixue, is she okay?" ”

"Is she okay, you can ask her yourself, won't you know?"

Ma Jincai rushed into the rain frantically.

Mrs. Hou, who hurried after receiving the report from her subordinates, shouted at Ma Jincai: "Jincai, where are you going, come back quickly!" ”

Ma Jincai didn't look back: "I'm going where I want to go and see the people I want to meet!" ”

Li Jiawen pointed to Ma Jincai in the autumn rain and said to Yirong: "Look, he did it." (To be continued.) )