Huan Qilang woke up and turned around, looking at the two people who were relatively speechless and more than a thousand words, his eyes flickered, and he shouted with a smile: "Let's go!" Let's go! ”

Wang Jingzhi didn't look at Huan Qilang, like those deep and clear eyes, he couldn't accommodate a second person, and walked back with Yang Yu's soft little hand.

On the carriage not far away, a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling were full of anger, he unconsciously stroked the right cuff with his left hand, and twisted the cuff vigorously, the pair of slender fingers, because of too much force, and turned blue and faintly white.

"Lang Jun, you're angry. The old man on the side lowered his eyebrows, and the sword wound on his neck was a little scabbed.

Wang Ningzhi turned his eyes to look at Lao Suo, and said in a cold voice: "Yang's Ah Yu, bewitching and charming, prodigal prostitute, unchaste and unclean." Selling fame and reputation, scheming. ”

Lao Su didn't understand what he meant for a while, and frowned slightly in thought.

Wang Ningzhi had a cruel smile on his lips, and said to Lao Suo: "Spread what I just said to Jinling." With that, he rolled his eyes and smiled lowly.

Lao Suo was stunned for a moment, wanting to say something, but finally endured it and could only withdraw from the car to arrange.

Huan Qilang shook his graceful steps, raised his sleeves to cover the bright sunlight in front of him, and the innate inevitability returned to his eyes, and he pouted: "It's really dazzling." Then, turn around and get back into the car.

Three whips sounded outside, and a magnificent and long team of horses set foot on the road.

The stitches on Jingmo's hands are delicate and dense, and half of the mandarin ducks are embroidered.

Qi Yan couldn't help but caress the red cloud brocade with both hands, and said enviously: "Sister Jingmo has found a lover, and the girl actually gave you this cloud brocade as a wedding dress, it's really luxurious!" ”

Jingmo lowered his head and looked slightly drunk, the stitches in his hand did not stop at all, and between the needles and threads, a smart and affectionate mandarin duck jumped on the big red cloud brocade.

She pinched the tip of the needle with her fingertips to smooth out the thin threads that were not too flat, and with unconcealable joy on her lips, she said slowly: "I never thought that I would be able to wear such a wedding dress in this life." ”

Qi Yan smiled, the corners of his eyebrows were raised, and he said with a smile: "The most important thing is to marry Lang Jun who is so personable, handsome and elegant." ”

As soon as Jing Mo flickered, Yang Guchen's chic and uninhibited eyes with tenacity appeared in front of him, and the corners of his lips smiled again. She took a deep breath and sighed, "I'm so ashamed to be treated so favorably by a girl. ”

Qi Yan also felt a pain in his heart when he heard her heartfelt words, and sighed in agreement: "You and I must have done all the good things in our previous lives and cultivated merits for a lifetime." If not, born in troubled times, as a slave and a maid, can you still serve such a merciful and generous lord? ”

Jingmo was moved, his eyes flashed, he put down the needlework in his hand, touched Qi Yan's hand with a pair of plain hands, pursed the corners of his lips and said: "Qi Yan, if I can't always serve the girl in the future, I beg you, I must protect the girl well." The girl's personality is arrogant and calm, you have to change your previous frizzy appearance and can't drag the girl down. ”

Qi Yan pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and said: "I am indeed not as calm as you, I remember what you said." ”

Jing Mo smiled brightly, and stroked Qi Yan's slightly messy forehead with his right hand, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

Qi Yan grinned and grabbed Jingmo's hand, and said teasingly: "It's not to go out immediately, why be so sentimental." She smiled and said, "Isn't it ......" her tone pulled the elder, and continued: "Our bride is anxious?" ”

"You sister-in-law, why is your mouth so bad! Jingmo's face turned red, and he patted Qi Yan's arm lightly. The two laughed, and bursts of hearty and cheerful laughter came from the green curtain car.

There was a faint sound of horses' hooves clattering outside the car, Jingmo's eyes were flustered, and he withdrew his hands that were playing with Qi Yan, wanting to hide the wedding dress at hand, but he was reluctant to fold it up to make folds, and he was in a panic, the horse's hooves had arrived at the side of the car, and the horses outside the car followed Jingmo's carriage unhurriedly, melodious and comfortable.

Qi Yan raised his voice and laughed: "My sister-in-law's heart is already in a mess, why don't you leave?" As she spoke, she lifted the curtain.

The dazzling red wedding dress fell into Yang Guchen's eyes, and he smiled and said softly: "The wedding dress is like the morning glow, which matches Qing." As he spoke, he straightened up a little more on horseback.

Jingmo bowed slightly, her cheeks flushed, but her tone was calm: "Lang Jun is willing to marry a slave as his wife, Jingmo feels that he is not worthy of Lang Jun, only to embroider more dowry, so as not to be looked down upon by others after passing the door." ”

Yang Guchen raised his eyes to look at Jing Mo, and clearly heard a trace of inferiority complex in that tone, and he said with a smile: "Qing is willing to join hands with me, which makes me feel fortunate to have three lives, and I have a wife like this in this life, and Guchen is very relieved." ”

After this exchange of heart-to-heart complaints, the last hesitation in Jing Mo's heart was finally put down.

Yang Guchen looked at the front of the road, his gaze was far-reaching, and an elegant smile lifted on his lips.

The person on the horse is personable, and the daughter in the car is elegant and quiet.

Next to the inconspicuous green curtain car in the Yang team, there is always a gentleman with an elegant and extraordinary face slowly protecting one side. And that's a sight to behold in the fleet.

Qi Yan looked at the two people's eyes flowing, and with deep friendship, she only felt that her existence was very eye-catching, she smiled lowly, picked up the curtain with her bare hands, and said to Wang Suo who was driving the car: "Suo, please slow down, I'll go ahead and take a look at the girl." “

Wang Sue said with a smile: "The little lady of Qiyan escaped quickly, but Lao Sue couldn't escape if she wanted to." With that, he drove the carriage to the side, and Qi Yan got out of the carriage lightly, leaving space for the two people in the carriage.

After running a few steps, he caught up with the carriage in front, and the groom who was driving the car saw that it was Qi Yan, and the car was a little slower, Qi Yan's hand was fast, and he grabbed the wheel and jumped into the carriage steadily. Looking back at the coachman, he said, "Thank you, Liu Sue." ”

The groom chuckled and said, "The girl is reading, and Qi Yan is making a pot of tea." ”

"Hey! Qi Yan smiled and lifted the curtain and got into the carriage.

The hazy sunlight shone into the carriage and fell on the worn books in front of Yang Yu's eyes.

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qi Yan, his hand slightly accepted the book he had read, and said with a smile: "What's wrong?" ”

Qi Yan fiddled with the tea leaves in his hand, lit a small fire around the stove, and said with a smile: "Sister Jingmo is busy embroidering the dowry, and Yang Langjun is busy looking at her, and the slave is a dispensable person who comes to serve the girl." ”

Yang Yu couldn't help but smile, raised his hand and said, "Isn't Qi Yan also hated to marry?" As she spoke, she shook her head and said with infinite regret: "The daughters of my family have all reached the age of marriage, and they can't stay, they can't stay." ”

"Girl! Qi Yanjiao snorted, lowered her head embarrassedly and said: "The slave accompanies the girl, not married!" ”

Yang Yu raised his lips, and said in a warm and gentle voice: "What a stupid child, which sister-in-law doesn't hate to marry?" She looked at Qi Yan with a smile and said softly: "I have already prepared Qi Yan's dowry, just wait for you to find the person you love, I will marry you in glory." ”

Qi Yan said with a smile: "The girl often says that people are children, and her tone is calm, just like an adult." Who would have thought that a girl was only fifteen years old? ”

Yang Yu's eyes were slightly fixed, and he turned his head to look away. The expression on his face was also a little darker, and he said leisurely: "Yes." She stretched out her white and plump little hand to open the curtain, and the scenery in front of her eyes was the vigorous color of a grass warbler flying and a pegasus trampling flowers. The lips can't help but raise a free and easy arc. He muttered, "I'm only fifteen years old." (To be continued.) )