She deduced Qianqian's thoughts from eight or nine, so in the face of the short sword in her hand, Jin Yu did not panic for a minute.

It was Qianqian herself, wearing a large corolla of gilded peony flowers on her head, because of the nervous stride of four red agate strung and swaying, her cherry-colored red lips were tightly bitten by the teeth and faded away from the blood, and even her eyes were covered with a layer of tears.

"Why do you have to face each other with swords on your wedding night?" The boss with Jin Yu's eyes propped up, pretending to be surprised, looked at Zhuo Qianqian, but there was a casual smile on his lips.

After speaking, he took another step forward tentatively, and the black leather pointed boots stepped on the scarlet carpet, sinking down softly, and Zhuo Jinyu quietly observed the changes in Zhuo Qianqian's expression.

"Don't come here!" Qianqian exclaimed again, and the short sword was actually on her neck, I don't know if it was because of nervousness, or because of the red color in the room, her face was flushed.

Qianqian stared at Jinyu and said, "You should know very well that with your status, even if you stand here, you are not worthy of me Zhuo Qianqian?" If you dare to take a step forward, I'll stab you in the throat, and then I don't need to say anything about your fate! I'm afraid that my father will not be enough to relieve your hatred if you are late! As he spoke, his hands trembled, and his snow-white skin looked like it was about to be scratched if he didn't pay attention.

"Don't get excited, the sword doesn't have long eyes, be careful! If the young lady cuts her throat herself, it will be Xiaosheng who will suffer. If you have something to say, it's good to say! Jin Yu made a gesture of surrender with both hands, calming the emotional Qianqian.

At the same time, I also saw the purple-red mark on her snow-white neck, as if there was new flesh growing, even though it was a thick layer of powder, it was so close that it could be seen clearly.

"If I'm not mistaken, this morning the lady chose me among the crowd!"

Jinyu took a few steps back, giving Qianqian a safe distance, but she changed her name and shouted Niangzi, Qianqian was shouted like this, even if she was not nervous, she shook involuntarily.

"Not bad! I took the initiative to throw the hydrangea to you! Qianqian's wrist flipped, the short sword changed direction, and at this time it was pointed straight at Jinyu, and her body slowly moved to the round table, forming a momentum of support.

"But even if I threw the hydrangea to you, what would it be? Do you think you can really do the courtesy with me? It's a dream. ”

"If that's the case, why is the lady like this? Since you gave the hydrangea to Xiaosheng, but you refuse to fulfill Xiaosheng on your wedding night? ”

Jinyu's face was innocent, and this feeling was like being tricked by someone and losing all her belongings at the gambling table.

But in order not to let Qianqian act aggressively, he stood motionless, just looked at Qianqian with a guarded face pitifully.

"How tiring is it to stand like this all the time, and to force each other with swords? Lady might as well sit down and talk slowly! Jinyu raised her hand and walked slowly to a bench set up by the window.

sat down slowly, put on a comfortable posture, and looked at Qianqian with an incomprehensible smile, "Don't worry!" If the lady is unwilling, Xiaosheng will never overlord the bow! ”

Looking at him from a distance in the early morning, although his clothes were tattered, he exuded a heroic spirit that could not be concealed, and the indifference between his eyebrows was even more familiar.

At this time, after grooming and dressing, I saw that his true face was even more handsome, and his black hair was like silk, outlining his tough and clean sideburns.

And the most important thing is to face his own sword pressure, although it is a little revealing of the philistine's skin, but it can be regarded as calm and gentle, such a calm and flustered heart that almost lost the square inch was finally appeased a little.

Qianqian vaguely felt that she seemed to have chosen the right person this time! My heart relaxed, and the flushing on my face faded a lot, but it turned to sadness.

"You're really not going to force me?" Qianqian asked in a low voice, the sound seemed to be a spring water through the cracks, dripping into the deep dark pool, with the coolness of not seeing the light of day all year round. And the short sword in his hand has no intention of putting it down!

Jin Yu smiled faintly and shook her head gently: "Why should I force you?" As you said, I know very well what kind of status I am. forced you to be greedy for pleasure for a while, your father can't spare me, and I'm afraid the future will be difficult! So the powerful trade-off, Xiaosheng will still think about it carefully. ”

On one side of the bench is a small table, on which is placed the Kunlun Rice used as a Hehuan wine. This Kunlun is a masterpiece in the wine, the wine-making technique is not passed on, and only for ninety altars every year, a large part of it is purchased by the imperial court, only a small part of it is in the market, and it is robbed by the powerful.

Jin Yu leaned over, as if attracted by the rich and fragrant aroma of wine, she simply raised her hand to pour herself a glass, gently shook it on the tip of her nose, and her voice became intoxicated.

Looking at Zhuo Qianqian with a smile and said: "The lady will be very tired holding the knife all the time, and this autumn is thick, and the night is cold, it is better to put down the knife and we will talk slowly while drinking!" ”

"Drink it yourself! This Kunlun is all given to you, and I should be my reward, thank you for not forcing me to comply! ”

The Zixiao short knife was thrown on the table with a "bang", and the fine begonia flower brocade tablecloth was cut by the blade, and a gap came out in unison, "I really want to make it clear to you what happened, listen carefully!" ”

"Hmmm! The lady said that it is! Half a glass of wine was down, and Zhuo Jinyu smiled with satisfaction.

The red-painted window lattices were ajar, and the night was stormy, and a cold wind rushed in to bring the chill of the autumn night, and the ears could hear the sound of rain under the window.

The rain hits the plantains, bit by bit, the autumn is deep, the sorrow has been swept away before the mouth is opened, the lingering autumn rain has shrouded the red light under the corridor with a layer of pus, and the far-reaching past is slowly retraced in the heart, Zhuo Qianqian's face gradually turned pale, and even the breathing became slow and heavy.

"I threw the hydrangea to you, just to make a nominal couple with you, and I want to make a deal with you!" Slender fingers pinched the sleeves tightly, and dark eyes rolled slightly.

Qianqian slowly lowered her head, and her voice gradually lowered, "I know this is unfair to you, but I have no other way!" ”

"Since it's a transaction, you don't explain it, how do I know if it's fair or not?" Jin Yu smiled slightly, the strong aroma of Kunlun wine lingered around him, and his smile was peaceful and intoxicating.

"My heart already belongs, but I have no fate with him, and I can no longer be a husband and wife in this life, even if he is no longer alive, my body and mind only belong to him."

Qianqian's guard heart was further lowered, her long eyebrows frowned slightly, her words were full of grievances, her pale face and red wedding dress were very different, and even her eyes were empty, and she was gloomy on the velvet carpet under her feet.

"But I can't ignore my father's face, and I can't never marry for the rest of my life, so I can only find a suitable person to be a fake couple with me."