Chapter 109: I'm here to cut off the marriage, will you come with me?
The rest of the road was so smooth that not even a single beast was encountered, let alone any sand bandits, nothing.
"It's strange, why as long as we walk the road of Luoyang Pass with you, we will be robbed, Dongchuchen, are you a plague god. Qing Xihuan watched his retainers bandage the arrow wounds for Dong Chuchen, and turned his head to the side with disdain.
"I'm also puzzled. Dong Chuchen looked at Qing Xihuan on the side with a strange expression, and laughed again.
"Huan'er, why did you come back to save me just now?"
Qing Xihuan straightened his clothes, and said disapprerovitly, "It is a truth to save wild cats and wild dogs, understand, don't be grateful, and don't remember, as long as you can fulfill your promise." ”
"Of course, a gentleman is hard to follow, and I will fulfill my promise to marry you only for the rest of my life. After the retainer bandaged Dong Chuchen, he withdrew from the sedan car with a smile, and only Dong Chuchen and Qing Xihuan were left.
"Don't interrupt, I mean, whatever you say, I like whomever I like. "Qing Xi Huan's eyes are white.
"Oh, you said you were hungry, I said you would be hungry and you didn't listen, now it's okay, I'm hungry and uncomfortable, be obedient in the future, I'm all for your good." ”
"Dong Chuchen, you don't know how to speak, don't count!" Qing Xihuan glanced at Dong Chuchen, with an aggressive posture in his eyes.
"Hmm, do you want to eat it now?" Dong Chuchen pinched his chin and made a difficulty, and just as Qing Xihuan was about to refute, he suddenly took out a paper bag from his arms and presented it to Qing Xihuan.
"Huan'er, look, it's plum cake~"
Qing Xihuan kicked Dong Chuchen's back fiercely, Dong Chuchen held the plum cake in pain and buried his head down, lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you, Princess for rewarding your feet." ”
Qing Xihuan couldn't hold back his laughter, it didn't matter if he laughed, he heard a loud rumbling sound in his stomach.
Dong Chuchen lowered his head and sneered, making Qing Xihuan angry and ashamed, but he didn't bother to pay attention to him, and snatched the plum cake and opened it to eat.
"This plum cake turned out to be sour...... The tooth is about to sour...... "Qing Xihuan wanted to spit it out, but he didn't know where to vomit, but he saw that Dong Chuchen was still buried in his head and raised his hands, pulled up Dong Chuchen's hand, and spit on Dong Chuchen's palm.
"Yes, Huan'er has changed her taste and loves sweets. Dong Chuchen smiled and threw the plum cake he was holding into his mouth.
"You!" Qing Xihuan watched in shock as Dong Chuchen ate the plum cake he had bitten into and spit out in his mouth, and suddenly ...... Want to throw up......
"What's wrong? You didn't chew again. Dong Chuchen puffed out his left cheek and looked at Qing Xihuan with a puzzled face.
"Okay, let's not talk to any of us, I have nothing to say to you. Qing Xihuan searched around and put the hijab on his head again.
"Why don't I spit it on you again......?"
"Roll ——!"
The carriage rushed all the way to Luoyang Pass, and the mandarin duck and his retainers covered their mouths and snickered outside, driving the carriage and pulling their bags forward.
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Dong Chuming went to the Yawang Mansion with the gifts, but he didn't see Dong Chuhua, and even the banquet was dispersed, so he threw the gifts to the retainers at will, and left without stopping.
The retainers counted the gifts, the servants and maids were busy cleaning the mansion, and the concubines in several halls whispered, revealing their disdain.
"Heh, look at her posture, the dowry is more than the palace, who will make a shelf to see?" The concubine Nan Ji held her hand, deliberately raised her head, passed by Chen Jiayi's bedroom, and said loudly.
"Sister, whisper, that's the princess, we are concubines. The Sun family in the first room came out and said timidly.
"What are you afraid of, I didn't eat her, and the prince hasn't come back, do you still care what a concubine is and what a concubine is?"
Fu Donglan, a personal maid with a snack on the side, frowned when she heard this, turned around and knocked on the door and entered Chen Jiayi's bedroom.
"Princess, the princess is too busy and hasn't returned yet, so the slave maid came to send some snacks to the princess first. After Fu Donglan put the snacks on the table, he heard Nan Ji outside the door still speaking disrespectfully.
The little maid Changfeng smiled and said to Fu Donglan, "There is Miss Lao, but I don't know what the atmosphere of the palace has always been like this, and the people who are shouting outside the door, the prince doesn't care." ”
Chen Jiayi was covered in the hijab and did not speak.
Fu Donglan was stunned, leaned over and bowed, "The slave will definitely report to the prince." After that, he poured a cup of tea and gave it to Chen Jiayi with both hands.
Chen Jiayi still didn't speak, only took the teacup with both modest hands, and couldn't see it really through the hijab, and accidentally touched Fu Donglan's hand.
Chen Jiayi subconsciously grabbed Fu Donglan's wrist, and Fu Donglan was also subconsciously blocked, but Chen Jiayi held it firmly in his hand.
"Girl, good force. As soon as Chen Jiayi's voice came out, Fu Donglan was startled and lowered his head.
Chen Jiayi's hand still didn't let go, he choked Fu Donglan's wrist, and suddenly sneered, "The girl's hand strength is not small, it seems that she has been practiced, I have fought countless battles with people, but I can clearly remember everyone's strength, and the girl's martial arts are familiar." ”
Chen Jiayi frowned slightly under the hijab, this feeling can't be wrong, it must have been fought in the Grand Palace that day, assassin.
The princess laughed, the slave and maid have thick hands and are used to heavy work, so they have some strength in their hands, how can they have any fights with the princess, the princess and nobles are so forgetful, probably misremembered. Fu Donglan lowered his head, his brows furrowed, and his tone was serious.
"Yes, it's just that I remember that day in the Grand Palace, I accidentally cut the assassin's hand, and it seems that if you have a scar on your wrist, it will be difficult to deny!" Chen Jiayi said and picked up the hijab, grabbed Fu Donglan's arm with one hand, and lifted Fu Donglan's sleeve with the other.
"What!" Chen Jiayi was shocked, only to see a large burn mark on Fu Donglan's wrist, not to mention a scar, that is, he couldn't even see his arm clearly, where could he verify it?
"What is the princess doing?" At this moment, Dong Chuhua's voice sounded outside the door, Chen Jiayi threw Fu Donglan's arm away in disappointment, and re-covered the hijab handed by Changfeng on his head, and sat on the bed.
Dong Chuhua pushed the door in, wearing a good-looking wedding robe, with a light smile, and the unpleasant scolding outside the door also stopped with the arrival of Dong Chuhua.
"Lord Wang. Fu Donglan lowered his head. Dong Chuhua saw the burn on Fu Donglan's wrist, his brows were cold, and he whispered to Fu Donglan, "Go down." ”
"Yes. Fu Donglan walked out of the room with his head buried, and Changfeng behind him also walked down, closing the door outside.
Dong Chuchen looked at Chen Jiayi, who was dressed in a wedding dress, smiled lightly, sat on the chair and poured tea and drank it.
Chen Jia didn't speak for a long time, so he couldn't help but be puzzled, and he couldn't help but tear off the hijab and saw Dong Chuhua drinking tea leisurely.
"You! it's you! how are you ...... Wearing joyful clothes?" Chen Jiayi saw Dong Chuhua's face, it was the man who was saved that day, and said that he was the one who came to save her.
"The time has come, be careful of the candle-" The voice of the husband sounded outside the door, which made Chen Jiayi very frightened and happy.
"It's coming to me. After Dong Chuhua put down the tea, he walked to Chen Jiayi's side and stretched out his hand to Chen Jiayi, his face was slightly nervous, and he said seriously and solemnly.
"I'm here to intercept my relatives, don't you follow me. ”