Jian Yao confessed to Wang Lin, but it was Jian Yao who was distressed. originally thought that it would be easier to say everything, but looking at Wang Lin's appearance, Jian Yao was really distressed.

Originally, the wedding matters were handed over to the housekeeper, but after that, Wang Lin handled all this himself, and accompanied Jian Yao in a different way every day, which can be said to be inseparable.

The handling of things was also moved to Jian Yao's side, as if it would be impossible to leave Jian Yao.

"I said Wang Lin, I haven't left yet, you just do your own thing as usual, I won't get used to you like this." Jian Yao finally couldn't help but speak, if it was like this every day, it would be worth it. Looking at Wang Lin's posture, he almost went to the toilet and followed.

Who knew that Wang Lin actually shook his head, "Madam, we have to cherish the next day, this is also what you said." When Wang Lin said this, Jian Yao was really choked, in such a situation, it seems to be right to say this.

Jian Yao really wanted to correct Wang Lin's thoughts, but Wang Lin's stubborn appearance seemed to have no choice.

"I was negligent for my husband before, after all, this big wedding is only once in a lifetime, and it's really the first time I've experienced it like ours." Wang Lin has been married twice, both with the same person, but with different bodies.

"So, it's even more important to treat it well, and you can't be sloppy." Although the divorce ceremony is only a few days away, it is still too late to purchase or improve it now.

"Okay, it's not okay to listen to you." Jian Yao really couldn't resist Wang Lin, so she had to give up.

Jian Yao looked at Wang Lin, who was working hard, and had to sigh, the more she looked at it, the more handsome she became. Suddenly, Jian Yao remembered why Wang Lin had taken a fancy to Jian Yao at a glance, instead of marrying her. At that time, Wang Lin said to himself that it was just because he was familiar, could it be the memory remnants of that time?

More precisely, not the remnants of memories, but the remnants of feelings. That feeling still remains in Wang Lin's mind, that's why it's like this?

And because of his disappearance, his memory has been tampered with, so Wang Lin only has that little Jian Yao in his memory.

Thinking about it this way, my fate with Wang Lin should have started eighteen years ago, and it is no wonder that I was planted in his hands twice.

But Jian Yao was willing, she was willing, and no one could change it.

And Yun Lang's side, because Yun Lang's wedding was held in the palace, and it was also for Chongxi, so it was more strict, and he couldn't make any mistakes in some details, which was simply excellence.

But Yun Lang really didn't want to care, so it was rare to let his people do it this time.

It is said that a woman must be in her mother's house before she gets married, and she cannot meet her future husband. But Zhao Qiying is an exception, of course, not with the consent of the general, but she secretly ran out by herself.

Entering the palace, the palace has been pasted with the word "happy", and there is a precursor to the lights. Zhao Qiying looked at all this, thinking that she would be able to live with Yun Lang in the future, and her heart couldn't help but feel sweet.

Walking and walking, he came to the front of Yun Lang's palace. He must have been there at this time. Zhao Qiying thought so, so she asked the palace people at the door.

"Miss Zhao, please come in." Now who in this palace doesn't know that this Zhao Qiying is the future second princess, which is the matter of the title, so no one will stop it.

The palace was quiet, and there was no palace person inside. Zhao Qiying walked around, but she didn't see Yun Lang. So he came to Yun Lang's desk.

Zhao Qiying stretched out her hand and rubbed the desktop, this is where Yun Lang handles affairs on weekdays, paints and practices calligraphy. Although Zhao Qiying is the daughter of a military general, she also hopes that one day she will be able to add fragrance to her red sleeves and accompany her husband.

Looking at the furnishings around here, they are very neat, and it can be seen that they are often sprinkled and cleaned.

Zhao Qiying took out a scroll of paintings at random and slowly opened it, it was a girl standing between the mountains and rivers, but this girl did not have a painted face, no facial features, only a body.

Did you forget to draw? Zhao Qiying doesn't think so. And looking at what this girl is wearing, it looks a little familiar, like ...... Jian Yao.

"What are you doing here!" Suddenly, a voice came, Zhao Qiying was obviously too distracted, so she was frightened, and as soon as she let go of her hand, the painting fell to the ground, and the whole thing was spread out.

Yun Lang was already angry because Zhao Qiying entered the hall without authorization, but at this moment, when he saw this painting on the ground, it was as if his heart was all shaken off, and he was even more annoyed.

Zhao Qiying saw Yun Lang coming over and wanted to put away the painting, knowing that she had moved his things without consent, so she hurriedly came over to clean up.

"Please Miss Zhao move first." Yun Lang tried his best to hold back his anger, but his words still unconsciously aggravated.

Zhao Qiying was a little at a loss, who made Yun Lang very polite and kind when he saw him on weekdays. Now that my face has changed all of a sudden, I really feel a little uncomfortable.

"Yun Lang, I'm ......" Zhao Qiying thought about it, but who knew that Yun Lang interrupted her coldly, "Miss Zhao, let's call me Second Highness." Such a sentence stretched the relationship between the two people very far.

Zhao Qiying couldn't help but feel sad and annoyed, when had she been so wronged. With her own family background, being this princess seems to have climbed high, but it seems that this Yunlang has suffered a loss.

"I'm also the one who is about to become your wife, why do you do this to me!" Zhao Qiying also shouted regardless of her dignity and inferiority.

"Wife? You are nothing but the princess of the Second Highness, remember your identity. Yun Lang's words are not admitting the identity of Zhao Qiying's wife, but just giving her a title.

Thinking about what Zhao Qiying is pursued by the children of many families in the city, it has become so pathetic on Yun Lang's side.

"The person on the painting is Jian Yao. She is about to become someone else's wife, why should Her Royal Highness not forget it. Zhao Qiying pointed to the painting, looking a little crazy.

And Yun Lang seemed to have been poked in the sore spot, and his eyes became fierce. "Shut up, there are some things you can't bring up." Don't look at Yun Lang's very polite appearance on weekdays, but if he is ruthless, it will be unexpected.

"Is this a void of heart? Then please Your Highness also remember, I am your princess, if you want to use the power of our family, be polite to me. "No matter how much Zhao Qiying likes Yun Lang and is treated like this, the clay people have three points of fire, let alone Zhao Qiying.

And the words when she was angry were also the most ugly, Zhao Qiying said it regardless of it, and the next moment she felt speechless. If you really have a stiff relationship with Yun Lang from now on, then you won't have a good time in the future.

"Okay, if you want the title of princess, I will fulfill you, you can take it if you want, just don't bother me again." Yun Lang came down like this, and the eviction order came down.

Zhao Qiying knew that staying any longer would just embarrass herself, so she had to run out of this palace.

Yun Lang looked at the painting that he held in his hand and cleaned up half of it, but fortunately spread it out like a broken jar.

Then Zhao Qiying is right, in a few days, she will marry a wife, Jian Yao will marry, and the relationship between the two of them will be between uncle and sister-in-law, what else?

It's just that Yun Lang has never forgotten it, there are many such paintings in him, and they have no face, but all of them are Jian Yao. Yun Lang didn't dare to paint his face, also out of a kind of weakness. Afraid that his mind would be known, and that he would have such a timid side, he only dared to paint secretly.

Yes, if you can get rid of Wang Lin and ascend to the throne, then the world is your own, and Jian Yao is also your own, what else can't you get?

Yun Lang put the painting away, then put it back in its original place, and carefully arranged the things neatly.

"Don't let people in in the future, you know?" Yun Lang's face was expressionless, and his voice was flat, but those palace people were trembling.

"Yes, the slave knows." Those palace people replied in unison, and then watched Yun Lang walk out of the hall.

How could they not know about the movement just now, it seems that this pair of people will be in name only in name in the future, but they pity the young lady of the Zhao family, thinking about His Royal Highness, but they can't get his liking after all.

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