Hearing Duan Lizheng's question, Duan Zhiyun stiffened.

"It's nothing, I'm angry, second brother, don't care." Duan Zhiyun stumbled and replied.

Duan Lizheng didn't answer, just looked at Duan Zhiyun quietly.

Under his gaze that was as stressful as substance, beads of sweat seeped from Duan Zhiyun's sideburns.

Yes, it was she who was dazzled by Zhu Jiu and forgot that this brother has always been keen.

Zhu Ying and Duan Lizheng's marriage contract is a tacit rumor in a woman's circle. But for Duan Lizheng and the sons who are dedicated to their careers, it is an ethereal secret.

Under her intentional or unintentional influence and her mother's operation, because Zhu Yingtian shamelessly publicized that the nobles who learned about it were all silent in front of their father and brother.

Because no one wanted Duan Ergongzi to know about it.

Because even if he knew about it, it would be an insult to the second son of Duan who was in Qingfeng Jiyue.

Fortunately, when this matter spread, Duan Lizheng had already gone to Shendu, so this matter would not reach his ears.

There is no noble girl who doesn't like Duan Ergongzi, and no one will tell him about it.

Except for Zhu Ying herself.

So no matter how much Zhu Ying flattered her in every way, Duan Zhiyun made up her mind that she would never let her see Duan Lizheng alone, nor would she have the opportunity to talk to him.

So at the time on the Wuqu Hidden Screen Peak, she insisted on following, but fortunately, she was strict with her guard, even if Zhu Ying's woman looked like a different person, she didn't dare to say her marriage contract with Duan Lizheng in public.

If she dared to say it, Duan Zhiyun would definitely make her look good on the spot. After all, Ziyang Academy was formerly a clan of the Duan family, and fortunately, she was witty and contacted the old patriarch in time, so that woman did not have a chance to enter the hall.

I have done so much, but I didn't think that I would leak my mouth in anger.

Duan Zhiyun was annoyed, but she knew in her heart that her second brother looked easy to talk to, but after all, he was a man of the Duan family, very smart, and once he made up his mind, he would never retreat, in case he caught any clues in his words, she and her mother concealed his marriage contract from him, and she didn't know what she would do.

The second brother has always pursued the way of a gentleman, what if he gets dizzy and pinchs his nose for the sake of the Tao of Na Laoshizi, and really wants to marry Zhu Ying's woman?

She must not take such a risk!

Duan Zhiyun took a deep breath, adjusted the most perfect and dignified smile he had trained since he was a child, and raised his head to look at Duan Lizheng's eyes, "Second brother, do you really want to know?" She said with some writ.

Duan Lizheng looked at Duan Zhiyun's eyes, did not let go of a trace of her expression, and nodded quietly.

"Tell the truth." He said.

Duan Zhiyun showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, "But this involves the heart of the youngest daughter's family, but I swore with the ninth sister that I would help her keep it secret...... This ......"

"She wants you to swear?" Duan Lizheng looked at his sister suspiciously.

"If you don't even believe every word of your sister, then we have nothing to say, and I don't have you as a brother." Seeing the confusion on Duan Lizheng's face, Duan Zhiyun sank his face.

"Tell me about it first." Duan Lizheng sighed. He doesn't communicate with his sister often, and these little girls often don't have much reason to talk about if they get angry.

"It's what you want me to say, and if the ninth sister blames me later, I'll put all the blame on you," Duan Zhiyun pouted, "But if it's your brother, if you want to know, the ninth sister will be happy to let you know." ”

"So what the hell is going on?" Duan Lizheng asked helplessly.

"Okay, I'll tell you, but I can only let you hear it," Duan Zhiyun pretended to smile mysteriously, stood on tiptoe, grabbed Duan Lizheng's shoulder, put his mouth on his brother's shoulder, and spoke softly.

"Zhu Ying, she likes you!"

Duan Lizheng was stunned for a moment, then frowned and glanced at his sister, and then shook off Duan Zhiyun without saying a word and walked away.

"Hey, brother!" Duan Zhiyun caught up from behind and grabbed Duan Lizheng's arm, "You asked me to say it, why don't you leave after listening to it, I haven't finished my words yet!" ”

"Zhiyun," Duan Lizheng turned his head and looked at his sister a little angrily and said, "You are not young anymore, and you should know that some things can be joked about and some things can't." ”

"Why am I kidding? Everything I say is true. Duan Zhiyun raised her eyebrows, dragged Song Yuxue on the side, and whispered in a voice that only the three of them could hear, "Xue'er, I just confessed to my brother that Zhu Jiu admired him, but my brother doesn't believe it, you also know the truth, you tell her if it's true." ”

Song Yuxue's eyes widened in surprise, glanced at Duan Zhiyun who was determined, and nodded slowly.

"Second son, it's true, it's true."

Duan Lizheng stood still and did not move.

Duan Zhiyun glanced at him proudly, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth, "Not only that, Zhu Ying also once told me that you will not marry in this life!" ”

An embarrassed smile appeared on the girl's face, "That's why I was angry just now, and I said those angry words, brother, don't take it to heart." ”

Don't go to your heart?

That Zhu Ying likes herself?

That girl once said that she would not marry?

Duan Lizheng seemed to have been struck by a thunderbolt, and his heart was in turmoil for a while, and when he saw her for the first time, the girl sitting on the grass raised her head to him, looked at herself intently, and then said to herself.

"It's you."

Even if she finally walked to the king of Xin'an County beside her, Duan Lizheng knew that that sentence was said to herself.

He was admired by many women, so when he was relieving her, he also worried about this problem, worried about being misunderstood by her, and had a reverie that he shouldn't have.

But afterwards, the woman's casual reaction, he thought he was thinking too much.

Could it be that at that time, even before that, she had such thoughts?

That's why when I first saw her, I spoke to myself in such a familiar tone, I would find my sight in the crowd for the first time, and I would stuff the bow into my hand and let him shoot an arrow when he was at the last moment.

Because he was no stranger to her, that first sight was his first sight of her, not her first sight of him.

I see.

Duan Lizheng stood there for a long time, countless scenes crossed in front of his eyes, and everything seemed to have a reason.

"But why didn't she tell me?" Duan Lizheng let out a breath, looked at Duan Zhiyun and asked.

"Huh?" She didn't expect her brother to react like this at all, Duan Zhiyun was stunned, then looked at Song Yuxue beside her, who kept staring at her, and said hesitantly, "How can a girl be embarrassed to run to talk to a man about this matter directly, and the ninth sister also has her ...... of suffering."

"Bitter?" Duan Lizheng's words suddenly crossed Zhu Rong, "Is it because of her marriage contract?" ”

Hearing the word marriage contract, Duan Zhiyun felt a chill down her spine, and she was so frightened that the three souls and six spirits went out of her body, "What marriage contract?" She stumbled and asked.

"Don't you know? I've heard from her brother that she's betrothed to the son of a large family. Duan Lizheng said.

That's right. It doesn't seem to say who the betrothal is.

Fortunately, the men don't know anything about this kind of thing.

After repeatedly confirming his brother's face, Duan Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "So second brother, you must keep this secret, and the ninth sister's heart is also very bitter." ”

Because you have a marriage contract, can't you tell your true feelings?

Duan Lizheng looked at the figure on the stairs, his eyes were complicated, he had just listened to so many poems, but none of them could tell his current mood.

Now everything makes sense.

I see.

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