Chapter Eighty-Three: Your Highness

"Can you let me go?"

Compared to Duan Haochu, whose eyes seemed to be recalling something, Zhu Luan was in a very bad mood now.

At first, she didn't know which of her words stimulated this person's nerves, but then she heard Duan Haochu's question, and she probably guessed what was going on.

Because the memories between her and him are really lackluster.

Even the words that have been said together are so weak that they are only a handful.

After his prompting, she remembered that she had said such a thing to him.

But he didn't expect that ten years later, he remembered such a sentence so clearly.

This made Zhu Luan can't help but feel disgusted with himself back then and his words and deeds just now.

It's all a pot of young and frivolous people.

If you are stepped on, forget it, you have to step on someone else's foot to do anything.

She has had a flawed personality since she was a child, and her good temper is pretended, because she knows that she has a bad temper, she will restrain herself and keep warning herself to be patient and gentle with others.

But when it comes to focusing on something, it often shows flaws.

But this guy remembers what's wrong with him, why do you have to remember that. Zhu Luan secretly slandered.

Duan Haochu heard Zhu Luan's words, and he still didn't move.

Zhu Luan wanted to struggle, but to no avail, she was still in a state of detachment, and in the hands of an adult man, she was like a sheep to be slaughtered.

Are all the people around you dead?

There was a whistling wind in Zhu Luan's ears, although Duan Haochu was suddenly in trouble, it was only a short moment from she was overwhelmed by him to now, but there was no one around to stop her?

"Big brother." At this time, the voice of a young man was suddenly heard.

Fortunately, there is still a conscience in this world.

Zhu Luan breathed a sigh of relief.

"You...... What does this do? Duan Lizheng stood calmly in place, but the shock on his face was still difficult to hide.

He always felt like he was dreaming.

Duan Haochu had been walking in front of him, so he didn't see the face of the woman who passed by, and when he heard an exclamation, the woman's figure had been firmly covered by the eldest brother, leaving only a few corners of her clothes.

"I have something I want to ask this girl, don't worry, I won't do anything to her, you wait a moment."

Duan Haochu's eyes were still firmly fixed on Zhu Luan's face, and he replied calmly.

Duan Lizheng, who originally wanted to walk towards Zhu Luan, raised one foot, and when he heard the words of the eldest brother, he hesitated and put it back.

He looked to his side, and the strange man who had been walking with the woman had planned to leave, but for some reason he kept turning away and stopped in place.

He didn't know the man, but he was overwhelmed by the pressure of true qi released from him.

What's even more terrifying is that you can see the convergence momentum of his efforts. This made Duan Lizheng's attention difficult to concentrate.

Zhu Luan waited for a moment, and there was a dead silence around him.

What to do?

Tell me who you are now?

The question is will he believe it?

The key now is not to keep him from discovering what his current identity is, but how to unravel his doubts about her identity.

How to disguise?

How do you hide her so that she doesn't become suspicious?

Or stop him from continuing to doubt?

Duan Haochu's eyes in front of him became colder and colder, and Zhu Luan thought quickly, only to feel that the whole person was going to suffocate.

Duan Haochu's hand moved down, and his elbow was about to touch her chest, I don't know if it was her illusion, Zhu Luan only felt that the wound was aching faintly.

"Take it away."

A finger suddenly plunged between the two of them.

Zhu Luan raised his head suddenly.

Song Huaizhu, who was originally standing with his back to him, appeared beside the two of them like a ghost, and at the moment when Duan Haochu's elbow was about to press her, he pressed against his arm.

"She's hurt here." Song Huaizhu said expressionlessly.

Duan Haochu was stunned for a moment, and his suppression of Zhu Luan loosened slightly.

Zhu Luan blinked.

Then a look of horror and anger appeared on her face.

"Uncle, you, what are you doing," she cried out in a somewhat angry manner, looking like a bluffing little girl.

Duan Haochu was a little distracted when he heard the girl's name, and then he slowed down his voice again, "I just want to ask the girl's identity, why can't you tell me?" ”

Zhu Luan quickly glanced in Duan Lizheng's direction, tears in his eyes.

"Why do you ask me who I am, I'm going to tell you!" She choked hard, "Is my maiden name something you want to know?" ”

Although the words were tough, there was a clear crying in his voice.

Duan Haochu looked at the tears in the girl's big eyes, and her pupils shrank.

Hearing her words, he looked at her with some disappointment.

Seeing that he continued to hold on, big tears poured out of Zhu Luan's eyes, and she cried.

"Hurry up and let go!" She sobbed, hearing the girl's cry, Duan Lizheng, who was standing behind, was also a little unbearable.

"Big brother, do you want to let go of this girl first? Is there anything you can ask slowly. He said.

This time, Duan Haochu let go in response, got up and stood aside.

Zhu Luan lay on the ground gasping for breath, his hands on his eyes.

Song Huaizhu took his hand away, also stood aside, and walked outside the courtyard without saying a word.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, he didn't look back, "I'll see you soon," he said.

Zhu Luan snorted and waved his hand at him.

Song Huaizhu left.

Zhu Luan and the Duan brothers were temporarily left in the courtyard.

Duan Haochu's gaze was still on Zhu Luan, who was lying on the ground, and his body was still trembling slightly.

But there was less doubt in his eyes, more incomprehension.

His eyes were deep and distant, as if he was thinking about something.

"Lizheng, let's ......" Duan Haochu temporarily put away the thoughts that lingered in his mind and looked at his younger brother.

But then he found that his younger brother was staring at the girl on the ground as if he had been struck by lightning.

"How could it be you?" Duan Lizheng looked at Zhu Luan in astonishment.

"Hello, see you again." Zhu Luan raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said hello to Duan Lizheng.

Duan Lizheng's eyes wandered back and forth between his brother and Zhu Luan a few times, and he was about to speak, when suddenly a hearty laugh came from a young man not far away.

"What are you singing about?" A tall young man lifted the curtain of the door, strode out, and stood on the cloister looking at the three people in the courtyard.

It is the king of Xin'an Xiaojun.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Tao female official raised the curtain, and Princess Jinyang walked out and stood next to the little county king of Xin'an.

She didn't say a word, her eyes staring at the three of them with complicated eyes.

"Your Highness." Duan Lizheng saluted.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang." Duan Haochu's name is more than twice as long as others, and the salute is a beat late.

"No courtesy, Duan Gongzi," Princess Jinyang nodded, then glanced at Zhu Luan lying on the ground imperceptibly, paused, and continued, "Brother-in-law." ”

Zhu Luan lay on the ground and trembled slightly.

"It's not too long for you to call it that every time," Princess Jinyang said to Duan Haochu with a smile.

"Please forgive Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang," Duan Haochu gave another salute.

"Because I can call Her Highness the only one from beginning to end." He explained with a smile.