Seeing that Feiying was so polite, Xi Po couldn't help but bloom happily, afraid of being seen, so she hurriedly lowered her head and covered it with her sleeve.

Yun Ruyue in the sedan chair didn't get off the sedan chair in a hurry, she was thinking, the original torturer came to look for her at night, just to see her legs, she was sick until she was sick, how could she still be incapacitated now?

Could it be a recurrence?

Or, was it plotted again?

In either case, she is marrying him now in order to take her back to the Yao tribe through him.

On the first day of entry, he was disgusted, but he couldn't get it.

Moreover, marrying him, she is just looking for an opportunity to get close to him, and she doesn't take this wedding seriously, and she doesn't care about kicking the sedan car door, crossing the brazier, worshipping heaven and earth, etc.

Gathering her thoughts, she lifted the curtain and walked straight down.

The red embroidered shoes fell to the ground, and Xi Po secretly rejoiced in her heart.

Before you enter the door, your feet touch the ground, but it's unlucky! This damn cloud is like a moon in the future!

"Lead the way." Yun Ruyue stood in place for a moment, not seeing the flying eagle move, frowning slightly.

Feiying came back to his senses and couldn't help but glance at the daughter of the Yun family.

The young lady of the Shangshu Mansion heard rumors that she liked the prince and was unwilling to marry the prince of his family.

The prince said that he would embarrass her today, maybe he will go back to his house and not get married, but he didn't expect her to be so well-behaved, and he said that he would get off the sedan chair.

"Please." He turned sideways to get out of the way.

As soon as Yun Ruyue raised her hand, Zhao Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Miss be careful of the steps." ”

Xi Po hung behind her, and her eyes were gloating with uncontrollable schadenfreude.

She wants to follow Yun Ruyue until tomorrow, maybe there will be a good show tonight.

Thinking of this, she was even more excited.

Yun Ruyue followed the flying eagle, twisting and turning all the way, and finally stopped in front of a courtyard.

"Huanghuayuan will be the girl's residence in the future." Flying Eagle Road.

Polygala?

Say she's yesterday's yellow flower?

Yun Ruyue hooked her lips, and let out a soft sneer under her hijab, "Childish ......"

"What?" The eagle didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing."

Feiying frowned, he had just heard what the woman was complaining about, but it was not easy to ask, he bowed slightly, "If there is nothing else, the subordinates will retreat first, the courtyard is equipped with maids, if the girls need anything, just tell them." ”

Yun Ruyue let out a "hmm".

Feiying looked at her again suspiciously.

The daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, whom he had seen before, was a gentle and generous intellectual woman.

Such a cold reply seems to have completely changed into a different person.

The word "um" alone made him feel like he was a subordinate of this Yun family girl, and the sentence "subordinates retire" almost blurted out, and he was forced to hold back, only nodded, turned away, and saved face.

Yun Ruyue took a step forward, Zhao Zhao immediately understood, and helped her into the Huanghua Courtyard, followed by Xi Po.

There were two maids guarding in front of the door, expressionless, like a puppet saluting to Yun Ruyue, pushing open the door, and there was no other action.

Although the name of the courtyard does not mean well, the interior of the house is fully furnished.

Yun Ruyue was helped by Zhao Zhao to sit in front of the bed, and took off her hijab casually to breathe.

Zhao Zhao was pouring tea for her, and when he turned his head to see that she had removed her hijab, he exclaimed in surprise.

"Miss!"

She hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the hijab to re-cover Yun Ruyue.

"Miss, this is the rule, if the groom official doesn't come, this hijab can't be removed! Unlucky! ”

Yun Ruyue secretly said in her heart, "It doesn't matter if he is auspicious or unlucky, I don't plan to really marry that guy on the night of the torturer......

But seeing that this girl looks like she is facing a great enemy, if she takes off her hijab again, she will cry all over the garden, or just that.

After drinking tea to moisten his throat, through the veil of hijab, he saw Xi Po walking in from outside, and moved all the tea and pastries on the table to the outside room.

"Miss, when will the bridegroom come, and when will he drink a glass of wine before he can eat."

Yun Ruyue has never been married, how can I know if what this Xi Po said is true or false? She was not hungry at the moment, but she was sleepy, so she didn't bother with this Xi Po, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

The Huanghuayuan, which had a bit of hustle and bustle, became extremely quiet at the moment.

The wind above the Youwang Mansion is quiet, it is early spring, and the yellow butterflies that have broken through the cocoon early are flying in the air with the wind, all the way to the back garden of the palace.

The wind suddenly became stronger, and slapped the butterfly into the arms of a white-robed man, and the yellow scales on its wings stained the man's white robe.

The slender fingers as bamboo fell, picked up the dizzy yellow butterfly, and put it in front of him to watch.

It was a peerless face that was so handsome that the heavens were angry.

The eyes are as deep as an ancient pool, the nose is like a hanging gall, and the lips are like Dan.

The head full of black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and a few strands were messy by the wind, sticking to the thin lips and refusing to leave.

Such a handsome man, with disabled legs, sitting in a wheelchair, without wind and waves, quiet and silent, as if he was not stained with earthly fireworks.

He stared at Huang Die for a moment, then lowered his eyes and glanced at the dirty piece of his robe, and with a twist of his fingers like beautiful jade, he easily crushed Huang Die's wings.

Then he threw it at random, and the yellow butterfly struggled painfully on the ground.

"Lord Wang."

The torturer didn't look at anyone at night, so he threw the fishing rod next to him and stared at the lake, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

"The woman is gone?"

Flying Eagle licked his dry lips, "...... No. ”

This seemed to be expected on the night of the execution, and he said lightly, "I haven't caught a fish yet, so I naturally refuse to leave, how did the woman react when she saw Huanghuayuan?" ”

"This ......" Feiying did hear the two words that came out of the Yun family's girl's mouth at that moment, but he didn't dare to say it to the torturer.

"What? The woman felt insulted and cried? With a sneering look, the torturer continued to stare at the calm surface of the lake.

The Shangshu family of the Ministry of Industry regards themselves as high, and the daughter who taught them is even more so.

was insulted by him with yesterday's yellow flower, he didn't have to think about it, he knew that the woman's reaction would definitely be very intense.

But Feiying's answer surprised him.

"No, Miss Yun didn't cry, let alone make ......"

"What did you say?"

The torturer turned his head around the night, and for the first time on his face, which had always been calm and calm, there was emotion - doubt.

"And how did she react?"

The Flying Eagle hesitated, and finally stubbornly said, "Miss Yun said...... Immature. ”

"Childish?"

"...... right"

The eagle did not dare to look up.

The master of his family looks indifferent and harmless to people and animals, but in fact, it is just a sheepskin and a disguise that he wears......

The actual master is ruthless and unscrupulous, otherwise it would be impossible to stay in this treacherous Shangjing for decades as a vassal king.

"Heh......"

The torturer hooked his thin lips, and for a moment, his face returned to his original coldness.

"This king knows, go down."

"Miss Yun, isn't the prince going?"

The torturer sat in a wheelchair at night, staring at the calm lake, his eyes gradually becoming darker.

"The king has his own arrangement......"