Xiao Wanrong said: "I'm afraid it's not okay these days, I have a lot of things to do." ”

The saint mentioned the marriage date for no reason, which was a bit hasty, and there were many things to prepare.

Yan Fang also guessed it, and quipped: "I forgot to congratulate Sister Wanrong, but I want to be Princess Jing." ”

"When we meet in the future, I can't call Sister Wanrong, I have to call Princess Niangniang."

Saying that, she also made a playful salute, which made Xiao Wanrong laugh and hit her, and Yanfang dodged around Su An'an.

also said curiously, "How are the Jingwang people?" Sister Wanrong. ”

Xiao Wanrong restrained her movements and said, "It's good." ”

Yan Fang pestered her, "What kind of good method is that?" ”

Is it considerate, gentle, is there a good-looking brother Xingyuan?

The prince's appearance is naturally poor, but the best looking inside belongs to Song Xingyuan, especially his merry eyes and amorous voice, which have fascinated the hearts of many women in the capital.

It's not that he didn't get the throne, how many women should be eager for him.

When Xiao Wanrong heard this, her steps paused suddenly, and then she smiled, pretending to be ashamed and said, "I won't tell you." ”

She talked about Yanfang's marriage again, and successfully brought this topic over.

Su Anan glanced at her and noticed that there was no joy in her eyes.

For a moment, I remembered the scene in my previous life.

It was winter, and it was a little cold.

She was assigned a lot of work, and the firewood was chopping until the night was full.

Hungry and slow-moving, he was carrying the bundle of firewood to the kitchen to pile it up, and suddenly he heard a sound.

Turning his head, he saw a man holding a woman against the wall and kissing her.

The attitude was quite arrogant, and the woman seemed to resist a little, and then slowly behaved.

Su Anan glanced at it, very calm.

When he first came to Qingyulou, he bumped into a guest in the backyard and had an affair with the woman in the Qinglou, and Su Anan would flee in shame.

I think this is simply a place of ghosts and ghosts, full of indulgent erotic people.

But now, hehe, I've been grinding for two years, and I've seen scenes worse than this, and the scene in front of me is all Xiaowu.

She withdrew her gaze, hugged the firewood, and walked lightly, ready to continue walking.

After all, she is used to seeing things, and she didn't disturb other people's hobbies, so she was still quietly and safely.

Who knew that she had just taken two steps, and suddenly heard the woman mutter, "Song Xingyuan ......"

Su Anan couldn't help but look back, and saw the woman's face.

is different from the appearance of heavy makeup in the building, this woman's makeup is very light, although her facial features are not gorgeous, but she exudes a dignified and noble atmosphere, like a lady.

And there are a pair of extremely bright eyes, which attract people.

Su Anan was surprised, is this the girl who has just been sold in?

I couldn't help but take another look.

The woman looked up at Song Xingyuan, it should be so cold that it was like a flower on a cliff, which was unclimbable, but in her eyes, a trace of obsession spread.

The man fell down again, and Su Anan retracted his gaze in time and turned around and walked away silently.

After that, she didn't pay much attention to it, and the idle king was also famous, and it was always common to go to a green house.

However, in the first life, I found out that that person was Xiao Wanrong, the daughter of the Xiao family.

After contact, she felt that Wanrong was a very good girl, in her previous life, she was married to King Jing, why did she still make love to King Xian?

Is there something unavoidable?

Su Anan sighed slightly, took away her thoughts and sent Xiao Wanrong to the door.

Liao Quan drank too much here, and was sent to the wing room for a short rest, Song Xingyuan looked quite clear, and got into the carriage after saying goodbye to the old princess.

Shen Jun sent him, and Song Xingyuan originally wanted to take the opportunity to discuss some things with Brother Shen.

But he suddenly lost his mind, and only left a sentence, "Let's go to Yudu to talk about it in the future." ”

Shen Juncheng hummed and sent His Highness off.

The carriage started, Song Xingyuan lay without an image, looking at the curtain that was blown by the wind, and suddenly said, "Take the wind and go to Guanglin Temple." ”

Chengfeng replied, and the carriage reversed direction.

Xiao Wanrong did not go back to Xiao's house directly, but came to Guanglin Temple to pray for blessings.

She knelt in front of the Buddha, closed her eyes, and gestured reverently.

The curling white smoke dispersed in the afternoon, making her figure look a little blurry, when Song Xingyuan walked over, he saw her thin back and cold face, and couldn't help hugging her chest slightly, "Are you praying that you will marry as soon as possible and not cause another incident?" ”

Xiao Wanrong opened her eyes suddenly, and when she turned around, she saw the man lazily leaning against the door frame, speaking presumptuously, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of disgust.

She knew that he had drunk alcohol today, and she didn't want to argue with him about anything, so she got up and went out.

Song Xingyuan looked at her back, hooked the corners of his lips and followed.

Xiao Wanrong looked back, quickened her pace, and went back early.

When passing by the ginkgo grove of the temple, suddenly, Song Xingyuan sped up, grabbed her arm, and dragged her into the depths of the forest.

Xiao Wanrong's two big maids were startled, and before they could make a sound, Chengfeng had already appeared, and said, "Our prince just has a few words I want to say to your young lady alone." ”

The two maids pursed their lips, looked around at the people who were idle kings at any time, and knew that it was useless for them to shout, so they had to wait anxiously in place.

I hope that the idle king will finish speaking quickly and let them go back.

Xiao Wanrong never thought that he would dare to pull her away so boldly, so she hurriedly pulled his hand and said, "Song Xingyuan, what are you going to do, let go of me." ”

She couldn't do it in a hurry, "You let me go, do you hear it?" ”

Song Xingyuan's alcohol surged, his eyes turned red, and he felt that she was really noisy, so he suddenly turned around and directly blocked her mouth.

He was very domineering, and with one hand around her waist, the aroma of orchid-stuffed wine broke in.

For a moment, Xiao Wanrong froze in place.

Seeing that she was no longer struggling, Song Xingyuan retreated slightly and said, "Wouldn't it be better to be obedient earlier...... Smack"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was slapped in the face.

Xiao Wanrong's cold eyes were full of anger, and she suppressed her voice and accused: "Do you know that I am about to become your imperial sister-in-law, how can you treat me like this?" ”

A sentence of imperial sister-in-law made Song Xingyuan snort with disdain.

Pushing his back molars, he tasted the smell of blood slightly, he raised his eyes, and his amorous eyes revealed a wickedness, "Didn't you forget that the imperial sister-in-law used to like me treating you like this very much." ”

"You!" Xiao Wanrong's eyes were red with anger, and her fingertips were trembling, "You are shameless!" ”

She is a well-informed daughter, and she really can't think of any scolding words, as before, she will only scold shamelessly when she is in a hurry.

Before......

Song Xingyuan felt ridiculous when he thought of these two words, and with a sigh, he suddenly pinched her chin, forced her to look at herself, and said in a gloomy voice: "Were you praying just now, don't meet me again?" ”

Today, she had never looked at him squarely, and the indifference in her eyes pierced his heart.

Xiao Wanrong bit her lip, didn't look at him, and said sharply: "Yes, I pray to the Buddha to let me never see you again, never have anything to do with you again, I never owe you anything in the past, you have no right to treat me like this." ”

Song Xingyuan smiled, "You don't owe me?" ”

(End of chapter)