Chapter 48: A Cut of Love, a Glimmer of Death (3)
After announcing the decree, the group retreated, and Xiuniang respectfully sent the team away.
"Xiuniang." When he turned around, a tall figure appeared in front of him, and a deep voice sounded in his ears.
Seeing the comer, Xiuniang frowned, then smiled, slightly convinced, the folk girl has seen the three princes, congratulations to the three kings of Wanfu Jin'an! β
Seeing this, Nangong Yan frowned slightly, and impatience flashed in his eyes, "Xiuniang, why are you so estranged from me?" β
Xiuniang smiled lowly, smiling like a new lotus at the beginning, "There is a difference between respect and inferiority, the people and girls can't overstep, and I hope the three kings will forgive me!" Now the date of delivery is imminent, and there are still a few points to be processed in the mountains and rivers map, forgive the people for missing their company! The folk girl retired. β
As she spoke, Xiuniang turned around and retreated, without any memory.
"Stop!" Nangong Yan snorted coldly, "This king allows you to leave?" β
A big stride forward, wrenched her body, and his fingers picked her cheek.
A handsome and evil face magnified in front of her eyes, making Xiuniang subconsciously retreat, but she was tightly held by Nangong Yan, and she couldn't break free at all.
"If the king doesn't tell you to leave, you can't leave!" With a raised eyebrows, a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth, and with a wave of her big hand, she brought her delicate body into her arms.
"What do you do!" was shocked, Xiuniang didn't care about any respect, punched and kicked him, desperately trying to break free, but was held back.
His embrace, like a huge cage, was hot, and imprisoned her.
"Let go of me!" Xiuniang was angry, and her pretty face was flushed with anger.
"Don't rush, Xiuniang, let's take our time!" Nangong Yan always had a smile on her face, and whatever she felt in her heart was written on her face.
"Oh my God......" The embroidery girls of the Splendid Workshop stood and watched the play without backache, watching their owners forcibly take them away, and smiling with envy and infatuation.
"The three kings are handsome, our family is like a flower, it's really enviable and jealous......"
Ignoring Xiuniang's resistance, Nangong Yan directly pressed her into the carriage, and then turned over and clasped her in his arms.
"Sit tight, Xiuniang!" Nangong Yan pinched her soft waist.
"Nangong Yan!" Xiuniang was so angry that she didn't know where to put her face, and she only rose so red that she couldn't be more red.
"Drive!" The whip was raised, and the horse sprang up.
For a time, the dust was flying.
"Nangong Yanβ" Xiu Niang's angry roar and Nangong Yan's hearty laughter could still be heard from afar.
On this day, the cold wind is kind, the warm sun is in the sky, and the scenery is just right.
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The horses traveled all the way around the city, and the pedestrians on the road were divided into side eyes.
"Who! Crazy horses running around the city! β
"Huh? Isn't that the third prince? There is also the showgirl of the Splendid Workshop! β
"This show girl...... I'm afraid that good things are coming, right? β
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Xiuniang couldn't hear the comments of others, all she heard was the whirring wind in her ears, the sound of horses' hooves, and ...... His heartbeat.
He...... Steady and powerful heartbeat.
Puff, puff......
The wind was messy, messing up her hair, messing up her clothes, and messing up her heart.
She didn't know what she was doing or what she should do, the arms behind her were warm, and his warm breath sprayed in her ears, a little numb.
If she is a good daughter from a good family, maybe she will fantasize about a happy love, fantasize, and one day, a perfect son will fall from the sky, handsome and beautiful, as graceful as a fairy, gentle and elegant.
He would take her hand and quietly accompany her through the sunset and the full moon of flowers.
Maybe they will build a small bamboo house in the quiet mountain forest, plant trees in front of the yard, plant flowers behind the yard, and then open a small vegetable garden, give birth to a pair of lovely children, and spend this life in peace.
Plain, peaceful, and full of peace.
But she couldn't. She can't fantasize.
Bland, never had anything to do with her.