"Get out!" After a shout, a figure was thrown out of the gate.

The people on the ground looked up and looked at the people standing in the doorway, each holding a full moon scimitar in their hands, dressed as Mongolians and glaring at them.

"You, a Han Chinese, are also worried about our county lord? Why don't you get out of here? If it weren't for the prince's distress for the county lord, you, the Han people, would have been hacked to death by the prince's order! Roll ......"

At this time, the people on the ground had not yet gotten up. I saw a person rushing out of the gate, with a round face and a cute expression that wanted to cry and tears. It makes people feel really sad when they look at it.

Li Gengxin was slightly stunned, he was still surprised which one he was singing, in his eyes

Next to this man dressed in Yuan Dynasty costumes, there is already a cute girl. And this girl's face, Li Gengxin only looked at the side face. I can already see that it's Mi Tu.

"Hack him!" A cold and majestic voice suddenly came from the gate.

Li Gengxin watched Mi Di pounce on the man in front of him, raised his head and shouted loudly into the door: "Dada! If he dies, his daughter will go with him. ”

Such a title with historical characteristics let Li Gengxin know that everything in front of him really happened in the Yuan Dynasty. Because only the nobles of the Yuan Dynasty would call their father Dada. Although Li Gengxin had read through the history of the Yuan, he had also taken a few cursory glances.

"Forehead ......" After Li Gengxin shook it, he suddenly found that the girl was holding and pounced on the man, and when she was looking up and rushing to the door of the room, the man pushed the girl and was about to speak.

But at this critical moment, a full moon scimitar fell from the sky.

"Poof......

"......" Li Gengxin's scalp was numb in an instant. Look at the man pressed under Mi Tu. Isn't this person himself?

"Ah...... You wait for me! The girl cried out as misery as a cuckoo crying blood, and then raised her hand to draw her sword.

At this time, two men grabbed the girl's wrists one left and one right.

The majestic voice in the door scolded, "Pull her in for me." Hum! I'd rather raise you for the rest of my life. I don't allow you to marry a Han Chinese. Press her back into her room for me! Throw that boy's body at a mass grave! ”

Li Gengxin was stunned and looked at the picture in front of him where he was carried away by another self after being used a straw mat for a few laps. I can't calm down my heart for a long time!

As soon as the picture turned, a long team of greeting relatives walked to the gate, and after a firecracker rang out, the gate opened. Dressed in a red wedding dress with obvious traces of the history of the Yuan Dynasty, Mi Di slowly walked to the door in the "company" of a group of people, and then stared at a position with empty eyes, and whispered softly: "Afterlife, afterlife...... I'm going to find you! ”

"Tell Zhang Sheng to hide under the chessboard, I will walk to you step by step, let go boldly swallow your anger and be afraid, and follow my little matchmaker. You're going to see her. can be regarded as a romantic story, don't alarm her by listening to the order! ”

Li Gengxin looked at the man who looked like himself, singing and playing under the chessboard of the little red lady, and all kinds of things on the stage made him feel that his performance was not much worse than that of today's opera masters. And even though this little matchmaker is "wearing heavy makeup" and looking like Peking Opera, Li Gengxin can still see at a glance who this little matchmaker is.

"Why am I singing on stage with Yan Mozhu?" The thought just crossed my mind, and the picture shook in a fog. I saw the little matchmaker holding the hairpin in her hand, twisting her head with a sad face and saying to "myself" standing behind her: "Father's life is difficult, I have received your favor in this life, and I will definitely return it to you several times in the next life." Will you want me to be your wife in the next life? ”

Li Gengxin looked at himself and nodded at Yan Mozhu. Sweat stains appeared on his forehead.

Under the Peony Pavilion.

Li Gengxin looked at Yang Hongli standing under the peony pavilion, and the man who looked like him.

Yang Hongli looked up at Li Gengxin and said with a sad face: "Daddy was promoted to prime minister and refused to recognize the marriage between the two of us." For today's plan, only Bianliang City sued the royal court and made trouble in the Jinluan Palace. ”

"This ......," Li Gengxin hesitated.

Yang Hongli raised his eyebrows. Lang Sheng said: "Since I have died once for you." Are you still afraid of dying again on the Jinluan Palace? ”

Li Gengxin took Yang Hongli's hand and said with an infatuated expression: "No matter life or death, we will be together for the rest of our lives!" ”

"Life and Age...... I'll be your woman! ”

Lonely peony. Bloom with a touch of beauty. Who regards the encounter outside the long pavilion as a lifelong lingering, and who treats the poignant legend. Confusion of eternal marriage. The barrenness is out of control, and it is screwed into a few obsessions.

Peony Pavilion. This life's fate. A song of separation sings the joys and sorrows of the world.

……

"Huh, ......" Li Gengxin took the spicy soup in his mouth, and scenes that seemed to be real and illusory crossed in front of his eyes.

"I'll it! What's wrong with me? Holding the bowl in his hand, Li Gengxin shook his head gently. Subconsciously looked back at Yang Hongli. The scenes I saw in my eyes just now couldn't help but come back to my mind.

Will Yang Hongli really see himself and die of lovesickness? I will meet the soul of Yang Hongcarp. After staging a ghost relationship with himself, he opened the coffin with a seven-colored peony and let Yang Hongli return to the yang? In the end, because her father jumped to become the prime minister of the dynasty, he regretted his marriage and went to the Jinluan Palace?

It's not so twists and turns!

However, the impossible became possible. Li Gengxin himself was wondering if this was true!

Seeing that Yang Hongli was looking at him with strange eyes, Li Gengxin coughed dryly twice, and then whispered to Yang Hongli: "I seem to have had a dream just now, and this dream really scared me." ”

Yang Hongli didn't speak, and seemed to be still immersed in his own world. His mouth subconsciously asked: "Are you afraid that the royal hero on the Jinluan Palace will lose the lawsuit?" ”

Listening to Yang Hongli's words, Li Gengxin's body trembled violently. Subconsciously asked, "You...... Did you just see that? What have you arrived? ”

"The marriage of the third generation, it turns out that the protagonist is you!" Yang Hongli lowered his voice and muttered a whisper to Li Gengxin, and then a faint layer of carmine rose on his cheeks. Then he lowered his head and asked like a mosquito: "Li Gengxin, if this is the next life, can you still let me be your lady?" ”

Li Gengxin looked embarrassed and did not respond to Yang Hongli's words.

Yang Hongli looked at Li Gengxin in front of him expectantly, suddenly frowned, suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at the other side of the flower in the distance, frowned, and suddenly asked Li Gengxin: "Do you remember what the other side flower said?" ”

"What?" Li Gengxin asked Yang Hongli softly with a strange expression. (To be continued.) )