After the Southern Xinjiang Holy Maiden float left, Shen Mingnan went directly to the teahouse to find Zhao Huiwei.

He sat opposite her, and Zhao Huiwei came over curiously: "Have you seen the appearance of the saint girl so closely?" ”

Shen Mingnan glanced at her: "No, let's go, there's nothing to see." ”

The two went downstairs, and the people chased the float of the saint of southern Xinjiang.

The street became a lot deserted, Zhao Huiwei was beside him, and soon found that there was a little girl on the side of the road secretly looking at him, but he didn't squint.

Sensing that the little girl next to him stopped, he looked sideways: "What's wrong?" ”

Zhao Huiwei pointed to the sugar gourd not far away: "I want to eat." ”

Shen Mingnan went to buy her a sugar gourd, and she looked down at her toes boredly.

"Yan Yan." A gentle voice came.

Zhao Huiwei thought that Shen Mingnan was coming, she looked at it in surprise, and when she saw the person coming, her smile faded.

Yingluo stepped forward: "Who are you?" Find out what our girl is going to do. ”

The man had a delicate face, it was Yang Mingting, who he hadn't seen for a year and a half, he was wearing a blue brocade robe, his hair was meticulously combed, and he looked very neat.

Zhao Huiwei's face was pale: "Yang Gongzi said cautiously, you and I are not related, I am afraid it is a little inappropriate to call me a little bit again." ”

Sensing her estrangement, Yang Mingting suppressed the depression in his heart. His face was light: "I'm sorry, it's Yang who is abrupt." ”

Even if he has all kinds of thoughts in his heart, he can only suppress it, he is the future son-in-law valued by Prime Minister Zuo, he can't make a mistake and destroy his future because of this matter.

Yang Mingting took a deep breath and said with a smile: "I just didn't expect to meet you again in Beijing, we are also from the same village, and we are old people." ”

Zhao Huiwei saw that his eyes were clear, as if he really came to reminisce by chance, but she didn't forget that her mother humiliated her in front of her, and she didn't know how to be polite and shameful.

She frowned coldly: "As far as the relationship between the two of us is concerned, it would be good to meet as strangers again in the future to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings." ”

Yang Mingting looked at her delicate face, thinking that when she was young, she was a small one carved in pink and jade, and chased after him with a smile and called him Brother Mingting.

He still remembered that they were married at a very young age, she happily held the jade pendant, the grapes blinked with big eyes, and smiled well-behaved: "Will Yan Yan be the bride of Brother Mingting in the future?" ”

"Yes, they will get married, they will be together forever," he said. ”

She clapped her little hands and said in a milky voice: "Okay, I like Brother Mingting, and I am willing to be Brother Mingting's bride." ”

The memories came to an abrupt end, and Yang Mingting was a little afraid to face the reality, they were dismantled alive.

"Ah Hui has to be so ruthless?"

The marriage is not something he wants to withdraw, it is his mother who forced him to withdraw, he is not willing at all, he went to the county to study and asked her to wait for him, and when he is admitted to the lifter, he will not bear her when he returns, but when he comes back, the girl he likes has long been gone.

It was really a wrong step, a wrong step, he knew that he could no longer be with her, but he couldn't control the pace towards her.

A hand pinched his shoulder bone, as if he was going to crush his bones, Yang Mingting screamed in pain, his body was pushed, and he fell to the door of the store.

Shen Mingnan was holding a string of red sugar gourds in his hand, and his black eyes glanced at him: "Don't get in the way." ”

Then he stuffed the sugar gourd into Zhao Huiwei's soft white little hand: "Eat it." ”

She took it with crooked eyebrows, took a bite, and said sweetly: "It's delicious." ”

Yang Mingting looked at the harmony between the two, she only smiled at him, of course, what he couldn't accept the most was the look of King Zhenbei who looked at filthy things.

Even if he is the champion of the scenery, he can't help but face the reality, except for this title, he has no power in his hands.

The two walked away, and when they left the street, Shen Mingnan's footsteps slowed down, he looked at Zhao Huiwei, who was full of food, and said calmly: "How does it feel to see your ex-fiancé?" ”

Zhao Huiwei didn't stop, and said vaguely: "It's a little sad, he said that I was ruthless." ”

He stopped pretending, and said angrily: "Are you sad? How? Do you still want to have affection for him? ”

Zhao Huiwei glanced at him with an innocent expression: "That's not true." ”

Shen Mingnan's heart was congested, he didn't dare to use force on her, gritted his teeth and said: "He still has a name, I don't have anything." ”

Zhao Huiwei Yile: "What is his status?" ”

His face was expressionless: "Ex-fiancé." ”

"Poof, hahaha." She laughed out loud: "You have to compare this? ”

He was a little dissatisfied with her casual attitude: "Don't laugh, just tell me when you can give me a name." ”

"Let's talk about it." She dropped a sentence and continued to nibble on the sugar gourd.

Shen Mingnan: "......"

He didn't know how others chased his daughter-in-law, anyway, he was very hard here, so that he wanted to do something shameful and get in the way.

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Yang Mingting was a little depressed when he returned home, he felt the pain in his shoulder, and his heart became more and more unwilling, if he hadn't divorced, they would have been married now, maybe the child had a ......

Some things can't be thought about, and some people can't happen again.

He couldn't control his thoughts anymore, and even Zuo Rui was left behind by him.

Yang Niangzi was in the main hall, and when she heard her son coming back, she hurriedly came to greet her: "Yizhi, have you sent Miss Zuo Er back?" ”

Yang Mingting raised his head, his expression was a little complicated, he looked at the eagerness in Yang Niangzi's eyes, this kind of gaze had also appeared before.

It was when Zhao Huiwei's father was not dead yet, and she was so cold and warm, he used to think that his mother was gentle and virtuous, and she was thoughtful.

But looking at it now, I feel that her face is full of selfishness and meanness, and her vanity is about to overflow under her face.

He was silent, and only after a moment did he ask: "Mother, did you want me to quit with Ah Hui back then, was it really because she saved a man?" ”

Yang Niangzi's expression froze, and she was a little more unnatural: "Otherwise? She doesn't know what to do, who knows what happened to that son in secret, the mother is for your good, she is not suitable for you, why did you suddenly mention her? ”

He glanced at Yang Niangzi and pursed his lips: "I met Ah Hui in Beijing." ”

Yang Niangzi's face changed when she heard this: "Yizhi, don't do anything stupid, your fate with her has long been broken, don't cut off your future because of her." ”

Yang Mingting smiled bitterly, where does Ah Hui still look down on him now?

What his mother thought, how could he not know?

It's nothing more than disliking that Ah Hui is from the village and can't help him.

But she now has the king of Zhenbei, married into the palace, even if she is not a concubine, the status of the side concubine is not low, where can she still afford him as a champion.

But he wasn't going to tell Yang Niangzi about this, because it didn't make sense.

He went straight back to the room, Yang Niangzi looked worried, she didn't expect to meet Zhao Huiwei again in Beijing.

It's really a dog skin plaster, she can't shake it off, she pondered, she would never let that village girl ruin her son's future.