Zhou Chiyan glanced at her lightly, and his tone was slightly cold: "I will get married tomorrow, I am passing by today, let's change another day." ”

"Oops--!" The woman deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, and her gestures exuded a tempting spring love, but all this had nothing to do with love, but was more driven by interests: "I will get married tomorrow, and I rushed to see the slave family today, Zhou Gongzi is really affectionate, and the slave family was moved to tears...... "Like a boneless soft lady, she pinched up a silk handkerchief that was thinner than her clothes, and exaggerated the action of wiping her tears.

"Let's stop talking about these rumors...... "He already showed a little disgust, glanced at the silk satin, and frowned, "In front of the children." ”

"I'm not a child. Silk satin ignored what the woman said, and stubbornly grabbed Zhou Chiyan's sleeves with both hands.

"Yo! this little sister ......" The woman's soft eyes flashed with surprise, and after seeing it clearly, she turned to a coquettish smile, and continued: "Isn't this the little embroidery girl of the Xiannong Embroidery Workshop? Zhou Gongzi~~ I said why don't you come here recently, it turns out that the taste has changed, and the slave family also has a new sister, fourteen years old, poetry and songs, blowing, playing and singing are all fine, you just come in and see it~~"

"Another day, I'm leaving. Zhou Chiyan didn't want to say more, so he pulled the silk satin path and left.

"Hey~~ Dead ghost!" The Qinglou woman waved her hand at their backs reluctantly, "You said another day, but don't forget~~"

"I'm not a child. Leaving the land of fat and pink, Silk Satin still insisted on the unfinished topic just now.

Zhou Chiyan closed his eyes, twisted his eyebrows helplessly, and looked helpless to surrender, "Okay, you're not a child, I'm afraid of you." ”

Silk Sain glanced at the distance, pursed her lips unconfidently, but her eyes were still firm: "Although I can't play the piano or sing, and I don't look beautiful, I like your mood and don't lose to anyone!"

"Alas!" Zhou Chiyan sighed heavily, closed his eyes and shook his head: "Those people don't like me, they want to make my money, it's a brothel." ”

"Ah?...... That's a brothel......"

Compared with the simple innocence of silk satin, Zhou Chiyan seems too mature. He is clearly a rich and noble son in his twenties, but between his words, he seems to have already looked down on the hot and cold state of the world and peeked through the glimpses.

......

At this time, she was standing on a huge stone, barely reaching Zhou Chiyan's shoulder, as if she could grow up in an instant. "Don't go...... Silk Satin reluctantly pulled up Zhou Chiyan's sleeves, more like a humble begging, "Stay with me for a while, just a little bit." ”

"Alas......" Zhou Chiyan sighed softly, his eyes lowered. Silk satin is like this, just like a child's rhetoric when he plays a scoundrel, and he always greedily says the last time he likes it, and it's really the last time. However, it comes down again and again, and in the end it will only sink deeper and deeper. He even regretted it a little, if he had turned a blind eye to Silk Satin at the beginning, and let her be beaten and scolded by her godmother, wouldn't it be better for her not to give her hope, and it would not have made her wait, lost, or even endlessly discouraged.

"Why sigh?" asked Silk Satin in fear, "Is it because I'm not pretty?"

"Who says you're not pretty?"

"The godmother said," Silk Satin lowered her head slightly, "The godmother always scolds me for being ugly and ......"

"She's talking nonsense, ignore her. Zhou Chiyan patted her shoulder like a child, and comforted: "You are still young now, and you will definitely look very good when you grow up." ”

"If ......" Silk Satin's eyes lit up, and she looked up sharply as if she had regained hope: "If I grow up to be more beautiful than Miss Xiangguo, will you marry me?"

But seeing that Zhou Chiyan was silent for a long time, his eyes moved away from his silk satin face, looking at the blurred distance, but there was a soft light in his eyes, "...... Miss Sangkook is the most beautiful, kind, and gentle woman I have ever seen in my life......"

With each word, his tone became softer, and the lingering but simple and simple words of beauty were uttered by him so naturally and unreservedly. Rao is Nangong Huang is not clear, and he can also feel the tenderness behind it.

At this moment, Zhou Chiyan is a man bathed in happiness, or in other words, a man who longs for happiness. I saw him pause, closed his eyes, shook his head slowly but firmly, and said: "Since I married her, I will never fail her for the rest of my life, I will not take any more concubines, and I will not go to those Fengyue places again." ”

It's just that, compared to his happiness, Silk Satin's face is gray. Until he finished speaking, Silk Satin's eyes dimmed, but he still murmured unwillingly: "For a lifetime...... What if, what if the rest of life is over?" she asked very carefully, and anyone could feel the concern behind it: "I mean, what if...... It's just that if all three of us will die, if she dies first, will you marry me, then you won't be a loser to her. ”

“...... You! all strange ideas. Zhou Chiyan was slightly stunned, and then smiled dumbly, as if he was quite helpless about her thoughts.

"You answer me?" asked Silk Satin eagerly.

“...... Okay, I promise you!" Zhou Chiyan finally nodded, but his tone was as lonely as if he had insight into the future: "...... In any case, the last one alive must be me......"

"Okay!" Silk Sain did not doubt him, and when she saw that he was relieved, she finally smiled in ecstasy and nodded heavily. Suddenly, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, he stretched out a thin little hand, half coquettish and half scoundrel: "Let's hook our hands, don't let Laipi!"

"Good. Zhou Chiyan smiled helplessly, and his slender fingers gently hooked hers.

......

As soon as the mirror light turned, the scene changed again: there stood a huge vermilion column, and the mansion of the wealthy family that was seen from afar in the morning was actually close at this moment. On the red lacquered gate in front, a dazzling plaque with gold medals is impressively written with the words "Xiangguo Mansion", and the pen walks the dragon and snake, majestic and atmospheric.

With a "squeak", the heavy wooden door was pushed open.

A lotus foot in intricately embroidered shoes stepped slowly, followed by a bright dress, like a pomegranate flower, shining with a familiar crimson: the slender arm hung a simple bronze mirror, reflecting a faint orange yellow in the dim light of the lantern.

walked out of a person who looked eight or nine points similar to Wen Hui.

"It's been so disgusting for a while, it's finally over......" The woman frowned, her bright eyes squinted at the door, as if she was disgusted by everything that had happened, and she was relieved.