Chapter 592: Never Marry a Well-Dressed Beast

Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ™‚ รท small? Say โ†’', provide you with wonderful novels to read. "You...... Are you messing around like this just to save Song Yi? No matter how flustered the wind was, he also understood Jiang Shiya's purpose.

This woman actually threatened her life to save Song Yi!

Damn, the anger in the wind and the flow of anger burned for no reason, other people's lives are so important, and her own life is regarded as grass mustard.

How can there be such a stupid woman in this world?

"No, you still have the first choice, marry me, and forget Yin Lily from now on, are you willing to do it?" Jiang Shiya snorted coldly, and the dagger in her hand went into her neck again.

The pain in her neck made her frown a little, this method of crying and making trouble and hanging herself was still borrowed from Princess Yu.

No matter how arrogant and arrogant Feng Zhongliu is, he can't stand the notorious reputation of staining a woman's innocence and causing a woman to commit suicide.

What's more, she is not an ordinary person, there are Princess Yu and Jiang Xiangfu behind her, and she has to take care of it.

If her innocence can be exchanged for the safety of Song Yi and Princess Yu, it will not be lost in vain.

If you can't take revenge now, then get back a little interest, and one day you will let him double it back.

"Jiang Xiaobao'er, you did it on purpose, you know that the deity can't choose the first one." Thin lips are cold hooked in the wind.

"You have a third option." Jiang Shiya clenched the dagger in her hand, her bone knuckles were white, and the unhesitating attitude in her words once again made the wind flow to her throat.

He admitted that no matter whether Jiang Xiaobaozi was really seeking death or a fake threat, he couldn't take any risks.

"Okay, since you want the deity to choose, then the deity will marry you!" There was a sound in the wind, and Jiang Xiaozi's dagger was so startled that he didn't hold it for a while, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Feng Zhongliu quickly rushed forward and shackled Jiang Shiya in his arms, and roared angrily: "I can't hold a knife steadily, and I still learn from others to commit suicide!" Stupid woman. โ€

"In the middle of the wind, you deceive!" Jiang Shiya's face was extremely ugly, how could she be so useless, after listening to the frightening words of the wind and flow, she couldn't even hold the dagger steadily.

She knew in her heart that Feng Zhongliu would not marry her at all, it was just a delaying tactic, but she was still fooled.

Jiang Shiya really wanted to slap herself, she was so stupid, she was so stupid.

"No tricks." With a tense face in the wind, he dragged her to the couch and put her down, and stretched out two fingers to point at her acupuncture points to prevent her from doing stupid things again.

Walked to the desk and took out a small medicine box, Feng Zhongliu's face lengthened, and he walked to the edge of the couch and sat down.

"Didn't cheat? You never thought about marrying me, Yin Baihe, you can't forget it at all, but it's just for you to save Song Yi, is it so difficult? Jiang Shiya's little face turned even whiter, and she felt that she was undoubtedly a clown, and she didn't get any benefits.

After making such a big determination, it was all in vain.

couldn't hold her face, Jiang Shiya closed her eyes after asking.

Let her seek death a second time, she no longer has the courage.

"If you say you will marry, you will marry, and then seek death for the deity, and the deity will lock you up, don't force the deity." The wind was angry on her face, but the hand that helped her with hemostatic medicine on her wound was extremely gentle.

Looking at the shocking blood on the snow-white thin neck, as well as the wound that was already the size of a little finger, Feng Zhongliu's face was terrifyingly dark.

This woman is really good at herself, how much ability does a delicate person have to be able to hurt herself like this.

"Seriously?" Jiang Shiya opened her eyes in disbelief, her eyes full of puzzlement.

"Doesn't it mean that without innocence, no one will marry you, then the deity is married." The wind replied coldly, as if he were saying something inconsequential.

Jiang Shiya's heart hurt, and she pulled an ugly smile: "Even if I become a monk, I won't marry." Ah......h

The heart-piercing pain in her neck made Jiang Shiya scream in pain.

When Feng Zhongliu heard her say that she would not marry for the rest of her life, the force in her hand was not well controlled, and it was directly pressed on the wound on her neck.

He raised his head and his eyes were full of anger: "It's not that you said you want to marry!" Do you think that the deity is willing to marry, but you have to be skilled or not, and you have to be resourceful or not, what do you think can match your identity as the mistress of the Falling Sky Pavilion? โ€

Jiang Shiya snorted coldly: "I don't meet the identity of the mistress of the Falling Sky Pavilion, so why do you want to destroy my innocence, right?" It was I who seduced you, the dignified young master of the Falling Heaven Pavilion forced a woman, what did you do in line with the identity of the young master of the Falling Heaven Pavilion! You don't want to marry, I don't want to marry, who wants to marry a well-dressed beast. โ€

Jiang Shiya was so ashamed that she was embarrassed, and she fought back mercilessly.

"That's good, you don't want to marry yourself, don't blame the deity for cheating."

"I know whether I am lying to you or not, my conditions are very clear, if you want to forget Yin Lily, you are not allowed to see her in the future, you can only marry me, you say that I am not qualified for the identity of the mistress of the Falling Sky Pavilion, naturally you have to marry another one who is in line, the wind is in the flow, from this point you are cheating."

Jiang Shiya's little face was determined, so that Yin Lily could not be seen in the wind, and it was impossible to forget her, so she put forward this condition, which was nothing more than to make him have no choice but to accept the second article to save Song Yi with an expedited order.

A trace of displeasure swept in the dark eyes of the wind and flow: "You complain that the deity has ruined your innocence, marrying you is, which man is not three wives and four concubines, do you still want the deity to be you?" If the deity is willing to take responsibility, you should be grateful, and if you still seek death with this, then don't blame the deity for being ruthless. โ€

He wrapped the gauze around Jiang Shiya's neck, and tied a beautiful bow on his slender fingers

"Reflect on it here, marry or not, the deity will give you a pillar of incense to think about it." Kaze-in-ryu stood up as she spoke, and walked out of the room reflexively.

The sun was shining outside the house, the earth was warm, Feng Zhongliu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and he had to admit that Jiang Shiya had greatly affected his mood.

From the beginning of receiving Princess Yu's order, he felt that Jiang Shiya was his person, and put her by his side to serve him, although she was clumsy, he did not dislike it, but felt happy.

But even so, he never thought of marrying her.

But the day before yesterday was out of control, which he didn't expect, maybe marrying her is not a bad thing, after decades of life, he will marry a woman after all.

It's impossible to just get him to ignore Lily.

Feng Zhongliu came to the small flower hall of the inn, asked Baili to bring two pots of wine, and drank it alone.

Jiang Shiya was tired, and after flowing out in the wind, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, she was sitting at the table looking at a map.

She moved, and the acupuncture hole had been unlocked.

She quickly sat up, accidentally pulling on the wound on her neck, grunting in pain, attracting the gaze of Feng Zhongliu, who was looking intently at the map.

"Awake?" Feng Zhongliu raised his eyes and glanced at her, and asked lightly.

Jiang Shiya frowned, stiffened her neck and got off the bed, and threw him a sentence: "I will never marry a well-dressed beast, you must go and save Song Yi!" "Reading, a better reading experience.