He walked over, took Xiyan's hand, and walked to the front of Yingyi together, just a few steps, but it seemed to have walked for thousands of years, so long, holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son, such a white-headed appointment is just a luxury.

"Why didn't you leave?" Ying Che asked slightly reproachfully.

"I'm leaving, how are you going to fix this mess." He smiled slightly, but he couldn't see it.

Xiyan walked, but she felt a little cold behind her, and felt a cold gaze staring at her, which made her shudder.

But looking back, there was no one?

Disturbed... Upset..., mixed feelings.

After dark, when I came to Fengzi Pavilion, Yingche and Xiyan sat on the bed, waiting for the matchmaker to finish everything, it was too troublesome, I thought that there were not so many etiquettes for getting married, but only by experiencing it first-hand did I know how tiring it was.

"Young master, young lady, the slaves and maids went out first." A large group of people were gone, and the room was suddenly much larger, and they were relieved.

"Why didn't you leave?" He first asked for guilt. Who is Xiyan looking to complain about!

"Ahem..."Since this is the case, he can't let him know the answer, so he casually found a reason and made an excuse, "You don't want to think about it, can your sister let you go when I'm gone?" ”

"What can Sister do?" Also, he is his sister's treasure, what can his sister do! It's not that he's left to his devices.

"I can't go." As soon as I thought of it, the fire of Xiyan came up, the voice became louder, and the momentum also came up.

"How?" Ying Che was suspicious and frowned, she had always wanted to leave, nothing could stop her, today

"It's okay, wait for me to recuperate for a few days, it'll be fine, and I'll definitely leave then!" Xiyan was firm in his thoughts.

At this time, I remembered a knock on the door, and suddenly heard a knock on the door, and the two of them were silent in silence, quietly listening to this inopportune sound.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

"Who?" Ying Che's face lost a smile and became serious.

"It's a slave, Xue Ji." Said humbly.

"What are you doing?" He seems to be a little unhappy, and he is getting fast enough.

"The slave maid brought a pot of flowers." Said embarrassedly.

"Come in!" Xiyan said softly, why bother to be a little Xue Ji, a woman who has no power to restrain the chicken.

She held a pot of flowers, like a lily, and placed it on the table, "The slave and maid retired first." "Interestingly gone.

"What kind of flower is this?" Xiyan asked in surprise.

"Night flowers."

"And the night flower, it seems that I am lonely and unheard." I thought that only the sunset would bloom at night, and the lilies would still bloom at night.

He watered the night flowers, which made them even more coquettish at night.

"Lily, lily, a hundred years of good together." , looked at Xiyan meaningfully.

"Just kidding, you and I are fake marriages." Unconsciously sneered, looking at his eyes, feeling unhappy, with obvious anger.

"Who said it was false, what if I were serious?" He approached Xiyan, put his hands on her shoulders, and approached Xiyan.

Xiyan smiled evilly, not in a hurry, and asked rhetorically, "What about the bright moon?" "Not humble or arrogant, to meet his gaze, this question, but...

He let go of his hand and said lazily, "That's it, I'm tired, I'll sleep first." "I'm not joking with Xiyan, I've become serious, sometimes I really don't understand what kind of person he is, and I can't figure it out.

"You're going to sleep here!" Xiyan's eyes are wide open, I don't believe in general, don't you know the difference between men and women? The most important question was forgotten.

"And where do I sleep?" The rhetorical question he didn't understand seemed to be unreasonable.

Funny, isn't it interesting?

"That's... That... That..., this... This... This..."She pointed at herself, and then at Yingche, it's incredible, he won't really fake it, right?

"Okay, no kidding you, I'll sleep on the ground." He smiled slightly, like a silly smile on the sunset.

"Actually, it's funny to see how nervous you look." Looking back on the scene just now, there is a smile between the eyebrows.

He took out the futon from the cabinet and spread it on the ground, it seems that he has been prepared for a long time, is it fun to make Xiyan happy? Xiyan shook his head, he looked like a child.

"You..." looked at all this, and I was really speechless.

"My Aiqing, it's so cute and pitiful to be angry." As he spoke, one turned over and turned his back to Xiyan.

Looking at his back, Xiyan really didn't know what to say, and some people's minds were really bad to guess, and they couldn't guess.

The morning sun shines in, which also brings warmth, waking up the sleeping sunset.

Rubbing his hazy sleepy eyes, he saw Ying Che sitting at the table drinking tea with a smile, looking at Xiyan with a slight smile.

"I want to scare people to death!" Seeing him sitting in the distance, he was shocked, and raised his voice to blame Ying Che.

"You, you still look good when you're asleep." At least not as domineering as that.

Xiyan sat up, only to find that he was still wearing a wedding dress and sleeping in clothes, no wonder he was unwell, so he walked to the table and poured a glass of water.

Ying Che walked to the bed, picked up the silver hairpin in front of the dresser and cut his fingers, the sharp pain welled up in his heart, and the blood dripped on the snow-white sheets, how dazzling.

"What for?" Drinking water, watching his strange behavior, I was a little puzzled.

"It's okay, there's no need to know." After taking some medicine, he sat down with Xiyan and chatted.

"Tell you something serious." Xiyan became serious, and it was time to get down to business, "When are we going back to Shu?" ”

Her people are in Nanban, and her heart is in Shu.

"Let's stay a few more days." He pondered for a moment, a little reluctant.

"If you don't want to stay here, why do you want to come?" From the first time I saw her, I knew that there was no room for her here, that she didn't belong here, and that she didn't fit here.

"Actually, I'm an orphan, I don't know who my parents are, I was blinded by lard at the beginning, he said he knew that I was coming, who knows..." was deceived by Huachen, and was hit by an arrow, "Forget it, just go over the past, what if you find it?" It's still important in the future!"

That sentence is counted, how much helplessness and grief does it contain, what else can she do? Do you want to admit that you have cruelly abandoned your parents? That's not worth it, she won't admit it!

"Alright then, we'll be gone in ten days."

"Young master, young lady, the county lord said it's time to go to the tea." Xue Ji said at the door, it seems that Yingyi misunderstood, and thought they didn't get up, who knew they were whispering!

"Okay, wait a minute." Ying Che said, "You can also freshen up!" ”

He walked out, Xue Ji came in, Xue Ji looked at the work he was satisfied with, smiled indifferently, Xiyan's eyebrows always had a trace of sadness in the corners of her eyes, and a little powder made her look less sad.

Gently pushed open the door, and saw him standing with a slight smile, long and jade, colorful, and fluttering like a fairy, he was her son, not a husband, one was destined.

"Let's go." He took Xiyan's hand, his hand was warm and secure.

walked all the way, but her heart was uneasy, she would definitely make it difficult.

"It's okay, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it." He smiled lightly, without fear or sorrow.

Coming to the lobby, Yingyi sat on the main seat, and Hua Chen sat next to him, looking at him, Xiyan's eyes were full of hostility and hatred.

"Sister." He shouted with a smile on his face.

Xiyan knelt in front of Yingyi, Xueji on the side was holding two cups of tea, Xiyan respectfully picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Yingyi, reluctantly, but still had to endure and shouted, "Sister, please drink tea." ”

Smile.

"Hmm." Although Ying Yi didn't like Xiyan, for the sake of Ying Che's face, he had no choice but to respond.

There is still a cup of tea left, is it to salute Huachen, looking at his indifferent expression, fiddling with the folding fan in his hand.

I hesitated for a long time, but I still couldn't open my mouth.

"Come, get up." He stretched out his hand to help Xiyan, Xiyan didn't understand a little, but he still knew what he was doing!

Gently handed another cup of tea to Hua Chen, smiling, "Speaking of which, it's time to call my brother-in-law!" "Everything was so harmonious, there was no embarrassment.

"yes." He took the teacup and took a symbolic sip.

Ying Che pulled Xiyan to sit down on the side.

A maidservant girl came up with a plate of flowers and walked up to Yingyi, "Please ask the county lord to make hairpins." Huachen on the side got up and picked a pale pink peony, pinned it to her ear sideburns, and set off her face more delicate.

She brought the flowers to Xiyan again, and a large number of flowers were neatly placed on the plate in front of her, including red roses, red hibiscus, white roses, pink lilies, green chrysanthemums...

"The hairpin flower is handed down from the ancestors, and the husband gives the hairpin flower to the wife, one is to pray to the flower god to bless the love and harmony of the husband and wife, and the other is to bless their youth." He patiently explained, but he was also a little unconvinced.

"Which flower do you like?" Looking at the flowers on the plate, I thought to myself.

"I think White Rose is good?" Hua Chen on the side closed his eyes and recuperated, seemed to be plain, and said indifferently.

"Red Rose." looked at Ying Che with a smile, tactful and subtle.

"Okay." He picked up the red rose and pinned it next to Xiyan's sideburns.

"Okay, I'm tired, let's go down first." Hua Chen helped Yingyi away, looking at her slightly bulging abdomen, it looked like she was five months pregnant, but unfortunately the child's father was not a good person.

"Let's go too." He suggested.

She nodded in agreement.

"Why did you choose the red rose, I thought you would choose the white rose." Sunset likes white and doesn't like such a bewitching color.

"Red Rose has another name." Slowly pour out the thoughts in your heart, "Assassin." "Just like Xiyan's identity.

"You're not an assassin now."

"I am." He replied firmly, "Until I finish him, I'm an assassin." ”

When I walked into the garden, I saw Zuo Ru and his people busy, with a drawing board in the courtyard and a table on the side, which was full of paints and brushes.