"Then Wang Jiaojiao really decided to marry Xiao Ran?" Xie Shiyun asked again in disbelief.

Marco nodded vigorously, then stood up suddenly, smashing the jar in his hand to pieces, and the crackling sound instantly resounded throughout the tavern.

The boss looked at the wine that he hadn't drunk distressedly, and Xie Shiyun had to say, "Boss, I'll pay you for these wines, you and the shopkeeper leave here first." ”

After taking the two of them away, Xie Shiyun stood quietly on the side, watching Ma Ke smash things hard.

I don't know how long it took, maybe because he was tired from falling, Marco sat on the ground decadently, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

There was a feeling of vicissitudes on his face, his hair hung down casually, his hair was not neatly combed, and he felt that the whole person looked very sloppy.

Xie Shiyun glanced at him helplessly, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and had a feeling of hatred.

"Do you want to live like this for the rest of your life, do you want to watch him marry like this and do nothing?"

"What else can I do now? I didn't cherish him well at the beginning, and now it's too late to regret it, he has already made his own decision, so why should I humiliate myself? ”

He'd tried, but it didn't work, and the closer he got, the worse it only got worse.

"You literati can only blame everything on the past, yes, those things have already happened, and there is no way to undo it, but if you stop moving forward like this, you will really miss him!"

Xie Shiyun suddenly had a plan in her mind, she slowly stepped forward, looked at the wine bottles on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh.

"You are really a bit of a tyrannical thing, you are still a literati, if Wang Jiaojiao sees you like this, if I were him, I would not want to marry you."

She didn't want to add fuel to the fire, she just wanted Marco to understand the fact that if she left it alone now, then she really couldn't do anything in the future.

"Now, I haven't agreed to their marriage, you still have a lot of things to do, but let me state first, what I can do is very limited, I can only drag their marriage for the time being, not to mention that Xiao Zhen is a veteran of the Three Dynasties, I think he should also propose for his son in his face, the key is that Wang Jiaojiao's side has already agreed, marry his son, if I don't agree, isn't this a stick to beat the mandarin ducks? Doesn't that chill the hearts of the old ministers? ”

As an emperor, there are also many unfreedoms, and I believe that Ma Ke can also understand his difficulties.

Marco remained silent, and sat on the ground in a daze.

Xie Shiyun simply sat on the ground and said lazily, "I know, you can't listen to what I tell you now, but I have a plan in my heart now, if you really like Wang Jiaojiao, would you like to bet with me?" ”

Hearing this, Ma Ke turned his head to look at Xie Shiyun, and a glimmer of brilliance burst out in his cloudy eyes, "What plan?" ”

The corners of Xie Shiyun's delicate mouth hooked, "Put it to death and then live." ”

After that day, Marco returned to the mansion and stayed inside, never coming out again, and of course no one spread the events of that day.

The whole capital is rumoring about the marriage between Xiao Ran and Wang Jiaojiao, although they don't know who this Wang Jiaojiao is, but Xiao Ran's name has been heard, and they are all curious about what kind of fairy this bride is, which will make Xiao Ran such a gentleman move.

The rumors circulating on the street are just some rumors, most of them don't believe it, and they just use it as an after-dinner conversation.

And a holy decree of the emperor made this matter a fact.

Half a month later, it was the wedding day of Xiao Ran and Wang Jiaojiao.

The street was very lively, Wang Jiaojiao was walking on the road alone, listening to their discussions, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she took a deep breath, and now she can only choose this.

The Shangyuan Festival is coming soon, and many people on the street are dressed up very brightly, with colorful lights and a smile on their faces.

She was looking at a lantern when she caught a glimpse of a corner of his clothes standing in front of him.

When I raised my eyes, I saw Ma Ke standing there with a tired expression, his eyes were bloodshot, the whole person was haggard, the clothes on his body seemed to have not been changed for a long time, his hair was disheveled, and he still looked like a weak scholar, just like a beggar on the side of the road.

Wang Jiaojiao frowned, and subconsciously turned around and left.

Ma Ke hurriedly stopped him, and his voice was cold, "I know you don't want to see me now, I'm just here to congratulate you, I know that you can't forget those things in the past, so I don't plan to appear in your world again in the future, the emperor ordered me to go to the border to guard, this time may be a lifetime, I'm afraid I will never see you again......"

After speaking, the corners of Marco's mouth hooked up a wry smile, and he looked up at the clear blue sky.

The sun poured down, and he stretched out his hand to block it, and there was no light in his gray eyes, and after a long time, he finally said in a trembling voice, "I wish you a long life." ”

After saying this, he turned his head and left without looking back.

Wang Jiaojiao's hand covered in her sleeve clenched hard, she took a step forward, but she didn't say a word after all.

Tears rolled in her eyes, and she looked sad, but after all, it was a word, and she couldn't say it.

How could Xie Shiyun let him go to guard the border pass?

He's just a weak scholar? How can he go? Didn't that kill him?

Don't...... Is it because of her?

Wang Jiaojiao had a wind under her feet and rushed to the palace in a hurry.

At that time, Xie Shiyun was sitting at the desk reviewing the chapters, and a little maid came up to report, "Wang Jiaojiao asks to see the emperor." ”

Xie Shiyun didn't raise her eyes, and said coldly, "Let's just say that I don't have time." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door slammed open.

Wang Jiaojiao walked in in a hurry, Xie Shiyun looked up at him, and then retreated.

"What the hell do you mean? Did you know that he was a man of letters? How can you get him to go to the border guard? ”

Xie Shiyun raised her eyebrows, "Are you questioning my decision?" ”

"Huh." Hearing the self-proclaimed "I", Wang Jiaojiao couldn't help but sneer, "After all, you are still an emperor, I have forgotten it." ”

She plopped down and fell to her knees, "The people see the emperor." ”

Xie Shiyun raised her hand, "Flat." ”

Wang Jiao stood up angrily and said coldly, "You can't let him go to the border to guard!" ”