Yan Furong sat in front of the rhombic mirror in her boudoir, looking at her vague but charming figure in the mirror.

Just because God has given her extraordinary beauty does not mean that she will be burdened by this beauty. She was grounded by her mother, and her most faithful maid was reprimanded with a rod, and she had nothing, but let her compromise like this, and marry a prodigal son who had only met once and was inferior to her?

It's not her life, and she shouldn't give in!

Yan Furong's eyes rekindled her fighting spirit, no matter whether she wanted to marry that shameless villain or not, she would always be willing to see Han Youqing!

She waited patiently for three days, and her guards gradually let their guard down. At dawn, the guards who had been guarding her all night dozed off, and she climbed out of the back window of her room with a small package she had sorted out and ordinary clothes she had taken from Songyan, and then she pretended to have a cough, masked her face with a cloth, and escaped from Yanfu through the side door in the busiest morning in the back kitchen. When she made a desperate bet, it turned out that the whole process was unbelievably light.

She walked out of the Yan Mansion with a satisfied smile on her face and walked in the direction of the Han family.

The Han family is no better than the Yan Mansion, the family background is thin, and the family lives in a small courtyard crowded. Cousin Han Youqing, who is studying in Guozijian, is the hope of the family.

When she arrived at Han's house, she knocked on the door, and it was Han Youqing, who looked haggard, who opened the door for her. Seeing the bruises under Han Youqing's eyes that were blue because he couldn't sleep, and the appearance of a wolf with a scruffy beard, Yan Furong burst into tears.

Han Youqing looked at her in disbelief, and then showed a surprised smile, "Furong!" Is it really you? Or is it another dream that God gave me? ”

He pulled Yan Furong into Han's house, stretched out a pair of strong arms, and hugged Yan Furong tightly in his arms. Yan Furong originally hated him a little, hated why he didn't come to Yanfu to propose, why didn't he save her from fire and water, but at this time, in Han Youqing's arms, she felt very safe, she forgave him almost immediately, the original little resentment was like a dark cloud dispelled by the sun, disappeared in her heart, only full of love remained, she suddenly had a great grievance, hugged Han Youqing tightly, and let tears flow out of her eyes desperately, "Cousin! Cousin! You don't know how scared I am! I don't want to marry that disciple! ”

Han Youqing patted her back distressedly, "Don't be afraid, Furong, I won't let you marry him!" ”

Yan Furong was moved in her heart, this is the first person in a few days to explicitly support her idea, or from someone who is happy with her! Immediately afterwards, there was a sadness in my heart, knowing that the road ahead was difficult and dangerous. Her cheeks were flushed, and she made up her mind in her heart, and resolutely raised her head to look at Han Youqing, "Cousin, since we have the same heart, I am not afraid of more tribulations." ”

Han Youqing couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart when he saw the moving red on her beautiful face, although they tacitly met each other from a distance to relieve their lovesickness, but they had never been so close to each other, so close that Han Youqing could notice Yan Furong's slightly rapid panting, her beautiful face, and her affectionate eyes like a clear spring. Yan Furong saw the infatuation in his eyes, which made her even more ashamed, but it also gave her the courage to speak, "I want to marry my cousin!" ”

Han Youqing gasped slightly, couldn't help but gently cupped Yan Furong's cheeks, and Yan Furong stared at each other for a long time, reverently leaving a gentle kiss on her delicate lips like morning dew, "Yan Furong, would you like to marry me Han Youqing as your wife?" I don't have a lot of wealth, I don't have fame, I don't have silk and satin, I don't have a mansion, I don't have a servant and waiter, I only have a complete me, are you willing? ”

Yan Furong covered her lips, moved to tears, and said with a smile, "I do, of course I do." ”

She snuggled in Han Youqing's arms, like a carefree little girl, and said hopefully, "Let's go to see that Shao Ding together, as long as he sees us, he will definitely retreat." “

At the same time, Wei Donglou was desperately trying to stop Shao Ding at the place where Yan Furong went out over the wall, and not to trespass into his father-in-law's mansion. Stopping a stubborn donkey with infinite strength is really a thousand times more difficult than marching and fighting, and General Wei rolled his eyes when he was tired and panting, but he didn't dare to relax his hands at all, and said in his mouth, "Master Hou, seven days later will be the day of your and Miss Yan's big day, and it is not proper to meet before marriage!" ”

Although Shao Ding was tightly grasped by Wei Donglou, his face had an expression that he could still chat leisurely, "Really?" But since you are married to me, there will be a lot of unruly things in the future, not as bad as today. ”

He skillfully lowered his shoulders and shook him, Wei Donglou was thrown away with a bitter face, and saw that he was on tiptoe, and on the courtyard wall, he was about to enter Yan's mansion, and he had a flash of inspiration in a hurry, "Miss Yan, a girl who has not yet married, just sneaked to see you like this, don't be ashamed to die!" ”

Shao Ding really stopped moving, and Wei Donglou was just about to be happy in his heart, when he heard him stand on the courtyard wall and say, "You're right," he turned around and looked at Wei Donglou with a smile, jumped down from the courtyard wall, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and said, "Let's go." ”

Wei Donglou held on to the last glimmer of hope and said in a trembling voice, "Are we going back to the Hou Mansion?" ”

Shao Ding patted Wei Donglou's shoulder, "Of course not, let's go around to the main gate, visit Lord Yan, and take a look at my daughter-in-law openly." ”

After receiving a report from the porter, saying that the Marquis of Dingyuan was coming, Lord Yan personally went to welcome Shao Ding and Weidong Building, and when he arrived at the flower hall, Shao Ding just sat down, and said calmly and directly, "I want to meet Miss Yan." ”

Poor Lord Yan is a scholar, and he didn't dare to refute the powerful Dingyuan Marquis, who was deeply favored and powerful, so he had to hold his breath and order someone to find Mrs. Yan and bring the young lady. Mrs. Yan is getting bad news here, and the mother-in-law who guards Yan Furong tremblingly came to ask for guilt, and Yan Furong is gone! I listened to Lord Yan's little servant urging again, and the Marquis of Dingyuan came to the mansion and was about to see Yan Furong! For a while, Mrs. Yan only felt like a big stone in her chest, and when she rolled her eyes, she was about to faint. Meixiang saw that something was wrong with her, and hurriedly put her hand on her chest to help smooth the air, Mrs. Yan eased up a little, and then thought of Songyan, "Bring Songyan here, she often accompanies Furong out of the house, she must know where Furong will go!" ”

The strong mothers-in-law were ordered, and immediately went to Songyan's small room, dragged the injured Songyan out of bed all the way, and took him to Mrs. Yan's yard. Mrs. Yan saw the pale Songyan, and couldn't help but light up her eyes, "Songyan, where did Furong go?" ”

Songyan was brought all the way in a daze, and had heard that the young lady was gone, but the pain on her body was unbearable, and she knelt on the ground with black eyes, and replied reluctantly, "The maid doesn't know." ”

Mrs. Yan said, "My own daughter, I know best, if there is nothing that can't be put down, I will definitely not leave Yan Mansion like this." Songyan, now the situation is critical, tell me quickly, where did she go! ”

Songyan knew that Yan Furong must have gone to see Han Youqing, she was wearing a very thin middle coat, kneeling on the bluestone slab tremblingly, her face was pale, and her mothers-in-law were looking at her with fierce eyes, but she still insisted on saying to Mrs. Yan, who was furious, "The maid doesn't know." ”

Mrs. Yan sneered, "You think you are loyal to Miss?" You're wrong, you're hurting her! Come on, beat this slut's staff until it opens! ”

The mothers-in-law should be, all holding wooden sticks, and beating Songyan with no head or brain.

Songyan, who was in pain, screamed unconsciously, only feeling that his life was worse than death, "Madam! Please, kill the handmaid! Please, be merciful! ”

Songyan's cry made Mrs. Yan's eardrums hurt, and she said angrily, "Sue me, where is Miss!" ”

"Madame, ma'am!" was instructed to tell Lord Yan that Yan Furong was missing, and asked him to find a way to prevaricate and take away Dingyuanhou's eyebrows and hurried back, "Dingyuanhou is coming towards your courtyard!" ”

Mrs. Yan stood up suddenly, "What?!" ”

Meixiang said breathlessly, "The master listened to your words, and told the Marquis of Dingyuan in a cold sweat that the young lady was sick and couldn't see the guests." Dingyuan Hou doesn't believe it, I must come to ask you, saying that I met Miss at the banquet a few days ago and is still full of energy, why did you send someone to say that Miss is sick today. ”

Mrs. Yan's cold sweat came down, she was just a woman in the back house, how could she dare to face the question of a murderous martial artist, she shook her voice hysterically and ordered to beat Songyan's mother-in-law, "Give me a hard beating!" Let her recruit it! ”

The mother-in-law didn't dare to slack off, and immediately beat her vigorously, but Songyan only let out a weak moan that was almost inaudible to the people around her at this time, she had no strength to scream, and the dripping blood came out of her body everywhere, and there was a blood-red scene in front of her. She felt cold all over her, and there was no place in the world where she felt the slightest warmth, but soon, she would never feel it again......

"What's going on?" As soon as Shao Ding entered the courtyard, the keen sense of smell trained on the battlefield made him smell a rich and familiar smell of blood. He was so careless, pretending to be crazy and stupid that he immediately changed, his eyes were sharp and locked on the direction of the smell of blood, and before Lord Yan, who was wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, could reply, he had already rushed into the room. He saw a frightened noble lady sitting on the main seat, it should be Mrs. Yan, and several servant women on the ground were teaching a little maid who was already covered in blood. ”

Mrs. Yan didn't dare to be angry with him, so she only smiled stiffly and said, "It's okay, it's okay......"

Lord Yan followed in, and when he saw the mess in the room, he couldn't help but cry bitterly, and blew his beard and glared at Mrs. Yan, "It's so rude in front of Master Hou, why don't you clean up the room quickly!" ”

Mrs. Yan woke up like a dream, and hurriedly asked someone to drag the pine smoke down, and invited Shao Ding to take a seat.

Shao Ding saw that the little maid was seriously injured, and there was just a small half bottle of wound medicine in his sleeve, his injury had healed, and this medicine was about to be thrown away, so he took it out and threw it on the little girl.

The little maid who was dying and was lifted up by the servants was unable to thank her, but weakly raised her eyes to look at the young man's temperament, and the high-spirited Shao Ding was sent out with the small white medicine bottle on her body.