"Brother, you don't know how much pain that incident brought to Zhaoyi!"

"I understand, but ......"

"That's it, brother, it's just a reply that Princess Junming has been married and married to a local person."

"Since they sent this marriage request, they have naturally investigated all this."

After Liang Shang heard Liang Ziping's words, he shook his head and directly denied Liang Ziping's idea.

"What do you say you want to do, brother?"

"Drag it first, and say that Princess Junming is unwell and not suitable for marriage."

Liang Shang sighed: "At that time, we didn't protect Linglong, at this time, we must protect Zhaoyi, even if we start a war with them!" ”

"Hmm!"

"Brother, I don't know, will Dai Hui have any way? Dai Hui's brain was already spinning fast. ”

"Otherwise, we will call Dai Hui back?"

"Good!"

After Ryokohei finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left here.

"Zhaoyi!"

"Nightboy, what delicious food did you bring to the princess today?"

"Nothing, just some hot porridge."

Ye Banghang looked at Shang Zhaoyi sitting on the chaise longue, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, and then he walked directly to Shang Zhaoyi's side.

"Zhaoyi, the weather is so cold, are you lying outside like this, aren't you afraid of contracting the wind chill again?"

"It's okay, I just want to see the snow, although the weather was cold last year, there was no snow, and this year the snow fell very early."

"Then you can drink this hot porridge."

Ye Banghang reached out and brought the hot porridge to Shang Zhaoyi from his lunch box, and handed it to Shang Zhaoyi with a smile.

Shang Zhaoyi stretched out his hand and took it: "This porridge, but it's clear porridge?" ”

"Well, don't worry."

Ye Banghang's expression was doting, and he chuckled lightly when he looked at Shang Zhaoyi drinking porridge.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because of the beauty of the second smile."

Shang Zhaoyi only smiled slightly when she heard Ye Banghang's words, and then she put the porridge on the table and stood up.

"Leng Yu, take this princess to her grandfather."

"Yes!"

"Bang Hang, I'm going to my grandfather's place now, you?"

"Don't worry, I'll leave on my own."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

After Shang Zhaoyi finished speaking, Leng Yu helped Shang Zhaoyi and walked out.

Along the way, Shang Zhaoyi and Leng Yu didn't say a word.

Shang Zhaoyi arrived at Liang Zhan's dormitory, and she let go of Leng Yu's hand.

"Leng Yu, you go and help me get a soup woman, it's getting colder and colder this day."

"Yes, Princess."

Shang Zhaoyi glanced at Leng Yu's back, and then she walked into the main hall with her steps.

"Zhaoyi to meet grandpa."

Shang Zhaoyi walked into the main hall and knelt on the ground in a proper manner.

After the people in the main hall saw Shang Zhaoyi, he laughed.

"Zhaoyi, hurry up, why are you still doing this with your grandfather?!"

Shang Zhaoyi heard her grandfather's words, and a smile rose on the corner of her mouth: "It's not to see you, it's just that this should be etiquette is essential." ”

"Zhaoyi, you are here, don't worry about it, grandpa has said it many times."

Shang Zhaoyi didn't speak, just nodded.

"Zhaoyi, it's getting colder and colder, your body?"

"Grandpa, you can rest assured, Zhaoyi's body is okay, but grandpa, your body, it's cold, you still need to keep warm."

"Grandpa's body is much tougher than yours!"

"Grandpa, Zhaoyi still wants to hear about the matter between my aunt and my mother."

"Good!"

Liang Zhan looked at Shang Zhaoyi, with a hint of helplessness on his face, this was the tenth time in the past two years that Shang Zhaoyi had asked him to talk about Liang Linglong and Liang Daihui.

"Princess."

As soon as Liang Zhan opened his mouth, Leng Yu's voice came in from outside.

"Come in."

Leng Yu held a soup woman in his hand, and after walking in, he handed it to Shang Zhaoyi.

Shang Zhaoyi stretched out her hand to take the soup woman, and she said, "It's a lot warmer now!" Grandpa, keep talking! ”

"Good! Your mother and your aunt ......"

Shang Zhaoyi sat here in Liangzhan for a long time, and when it was slightly dark, Shang Zhaoyi also stood up.

"Today, it's Zhaoyi who disturbs my grandfather."

"No, Zhaoyi is here for you every day, and my grandfather is happy."

Shang Zhaoyi saluted Liang Zhan slightly, then turned around and left Liang Zhan's courtyard.

Shang Zhaoyi walked on the road with Tang Pozi in his arms.

"Princess, it's snowing heavily."

"Hmm."

Shang Zhaoyi's voice was as flat as ever.

Shang Zhaoyi's gaze fell on the ground, she looked at the white snow on the ground, and she sighed for no reason.

"Princess, you ......"

"No problem."

Shang Zhaoyi has always had a secret in her heart, that is, in her eyes, no matter what it is, it is red, perhaps because the incident two years ago left a shadow on Shang Zhaoyi.

"Princess, do you have anything on your mind?"

Leng Yu looked at the melancholy on Shang Zhaoyi's face, and Leng Yu asked tentatively.

"Leng Yu, what would you do if I told you that in my eyes, everything is red?"

Shang Zhaoyi suddenly stopped his steps and turned to look at Leng Yu.

"Princess, two years ago, the slave maid chose to follow you, so ......"

Leng Yu's words didn't continue, and Shang Zhaoyi understood what Leng Yu meant.

"yes, I see."

Shang Zhaoyi's tone was still very flat, and Leng Yu couldn't see Shang Zhaoyi's thoughts.

Leng Yu didn't even know what Shang Zhaoyi was thinking now, and he couldn't feel Shang Zhaoyi's joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

Shang Zhaoyi looked at the red in her eyes, she remembered what happened two years ago, she looked up at the red snow flying down from the sky, she stretched out her hand and let the snow fall on her hand.

"Zhaoyi!"

In the distance, Liang Daihui's voice was heard.

Shang Zhaoyi turned around and looked at Liang Daihui, she said with a smile: "Auntie, are you back?" ”

Liang Shang and Liang Ziping looked at Liang Daihui jealously, not because of anything else, but because the smile that bloomed on Shang Zhaoyi's face at that moment was so good-looking and so brilliant.

"Well, Zhaoyi, what are you doing outside on such a cold day?"

"Nothing, just a walk."

Shang Zhaoyi walked quickly to Liang Daihui's side, stretched out his hand and grabbed Liang Daihui's arm affectionately.

"You're still so clingy."

"No way."

Shang Zhaoyi's tone had a hint of coquettishness.

"You, I'm just back today, let's call my dad and have a reunion dinner, how about it?"

Liang Daihui reached out and patted the back of Shang Zhaoyi's hand twice, just like the sense of peace that Liang Daihui brought to Shang Zhaoyi when they protected Shang Zhaoyi two years ago.

"Okay."

Liang Shang and Liang Ziping directly agreed in unison.