Chapter 141: Do You Really Want to Marry Him?
He Yao and Yuan Yu chased after me, and they ran all the way from the outskirts of the city to Luojing.
At this time, it was late at night, in the middle of the moon, Luojing was bustling with thousands of lanterns, and the people were curiously surrounding the imperial city, looking up at the pair of young men and girls who were confronting each other on the city wall.
On a cold spring night, the long wind was blowing, and the two of them were fluttering, their eyes facing each other, and their swords were tense.
Some in the crowd wondered, "What is this doing? What play are they playing?"
There is a down-and-out scholar holding a pen and paper in his hand, and he writes with tears streaming down his face: "He ran away from her, he couldn't fly with wings, what a touching and heartfelt love story! I decided to write a book for them to read through the ages!" Chinese Net
The voice was sent to the top of the imperial city by the long wind.
He Yao raised his spear, pointed the tip of the spear at Yuan Yu from afar, and sneered: "What a love story, fart!" Tonight is just the judge of the Heavenly Division who caught the thief, and it has nothing to do with the so-called male and female love!"
Opposite, Yuan Yu stood quietly in the moonlight.
He was wearing He Yao's familiar robe with a round neck and missing crotch, but there was a wine gourd and the white fox mask hanging around his waist.
That's the stuff of the Liangzhou thief.
He Yao didn't want to admit that Yuan Yu was the thief, but the facts were in front of her, so she couldn't help but admit it.
She stared at Yuan Yu and scolded in a coquettish voice, "What else do you have to say?!"
Yuan Yu also stared at her.
The girl was as delicate as a little apple, and her face was obviously full of resentment, but her clear apricot eyes were imperceptibly red, and the hand holding the red tassel spear was trembling slightly.
She's struggling to be sad.
Yuan Yu's heart rippled, like a layer of rain falling on a hazy cold sky, pouring on his skin densely, cold to the bone.
The girl he cherished, he didn't want her to be sad.
Without waiting for him to say anything, He Yao scolded again: "You have committed so many crimes, you are still pretending to be my fiancé and teasing me, in the past year, seeing that I like you so much, you have been laughing at me behind my back, right?!" You're damned!"
Yuan Yu looked away, and a slight smile appeared on his thin lips, "It's ridiculous."
It's just that it's not the New Year, it's him.
pretending to be her fiancé, but she really thinks she is her fiancé, thinking about how to marry her, how to buy a big house, and how to treat her well after marriage......
But his status is humble, and in front of those famous nobles, he is just a clown.
He glanced at He Yao, restrained the liking in his eyes, and pretended to be calm: "I heard that the son of Taiwei Gu's family came to the door and asked to marry you? Lunar New Year, you are not too young, it should be the age of marriage, in my opinion, you are quite a good match, you should answer him, anyway, your fiancé has already died."
His tone was so flat, even the end was mocking.
He Yao held the red tassel gun tightly, and her white and tender little hands couldn't help but tremble.
The cruelest thing in the world is to be told by someone she likes to marry someone else.
She's been liking him for a whole year!
He Yao gritted her teeth and smiled abruptly, "Who am I marrying, and what does it have to do with you?!" Since you're so anxious for me, why don't you let me catch you and exchange it for a million snowflake silver, which can be regarded as a bonus to my new marriage?"
Yuan Yu raised his eyebrows.
After a while, his voice was a little lower: "Do you really want to marry him?"
He Yao held his breath in his heart.
After a moment of silence, she said casually: "The Gu family has been hairpins for generations, Gu Zhuzhou is both talented and beautiful, there is nothing wrong with me marrying him." You also said that when I reach the age of marriage, I will always get married, right?"