Chapter 52: Involvement (2)
The problem came suddenly.
Zhao Xiyan reflexively nodded. Luckily, he reacted quickly: "Of course not. ”
Xu Jing knew her too well, and her aggrieved heart was about to break: "If you don't say it in your mouth, that's what you think in your heart." That Murong Shen is seven years older than me, the city is deep, and he can't be happy or angry. ”
"Compared with him, I am young and handsome, but also frank-hearted, funny, and lively and likable......"
Zhao Xiyan didn't hold back, laughed, reached out and twisted Xu Jing's arm: "Poor mouth again." ”
Where is this praising Murong Shen, it is clearly self-boasting.
Zhao Xiyan twisted it gently, it didn't hurt or itch. Xu Jing made a strange appearance of being twisted and hurt, bared his teeth and shouted in pain, and asked Zhao Xiyan to blow it on him.
Zhao Xiyan was so troubled by him that he couldn't do anything, so he had to bow his head and blow on his arm.
Such laughter is naturally very close.
Xu Jing looked at the smiling face of Ruhua who was close at hand, and felt like being scratched by a cat's paw, so he quickly leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.
Zhao Xiyan was caught off guard, his cheeks were flushed, he quickly took a few steps back, and glared at Xu Jing fiercely.
Xu Jing recalled the charm and beauty just now, and admitted his mistake without sincerity: "I'm sorry, I made an abrupt move on impulse." It's all my fault. If you want to beat or scold, it's up to you. ”
Zhao Xiyan wanted to say a few words to him, but when he met his bright and fiery eyes, his heartbeat suddenly became much faster, and the back of his ears became hot.
She suddenly lost the courage to look at him, and looked away.
This spring is really an annoying season.
Xu Jing felt like dozens of rabbits jumping around in his heart, unable to control himself, stepped forward and held Zhao Xiyan's hand: "Sister Crescent Moon, do you like that Murong Shen?" ”
Zhao Xiyan replied without thinking: "I've never liked it." ”
Xu Jing naturally ignored the word "from", grinned, and his eyes were full of self-satisfaction: "I knew that you only had me in your heart." ”
Zhao Xiyan didn't know what to say for a while.
Xu Jing didn't mind her silence either, and whispered: "Actually, I haven't slept well these nights. Before I came, I thought that I must ask what happened to that Murong Shen. ”
"He is a martial artist far away in the capital, how can he know you, how can he come to the door, and he has the shameless virtue of competing with him for his sweetheart."
"Phew, I'm angry when I talk about this. The two of us have been together since we were five years old, and our childhood sweethearts have grown up together for a long time, and we are very familiar with each other's temperament and temperament, and they are a pair made in heaven. He Murong Shen counted which onion and which garlic! ”
"Besides, he's in his twenties, seven years older than you and me. That's seven years old! How can you have the face to be courteous to the Master! I don't even want to have a face. Bah! ”
As soon as the conversation box was opened, Xu Jing couldn't help it and sprayed Murong Shen from beginning to end.
Zhao Xiyan was amused when she heard it, in fact, she really laughed.
In his previous life, Murong Shen married the daughter of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion, and the Murong family and the Gao family joined forces to suppress the Duke of Chengguo. Later, the turbulent civil wars, the frail and sickly prince died of a serious illness, and the Murong clan took advantage of the chaos to coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes. Later, the mediocre and lustful obese son died on the beauty couch. The Great Jin Dynasty died in the country, and Murong Yao sat on the dragon chair and established a new dynasty under the "recommendation" of a group of military generals and civil officials.
Within half a year, Murong Yao's old illness relapsed and passed away. Murong Shen, who was only thirty years old, sat on the dragon chair, with sharp methods and arbitrary actions. Everyone bowed their heads in convincing.
Those who were not convinced were razed to the nine tribes. The new emperor killed the blood of the river, the sun and the moon were gone, and everyone was killed so that they did not dare to disobey.
Not to mention scolding, there are few people who dare to speak loudly to Murong Shen. Xu Jing's scolding is also blamed.
Xu Jing saw Zhao Xiyan smiling, and his mood suddenly improved.
No matter what Murong Shen and Zhao Xiyan have to do with it. One thing is obvious, that is, Zhao Xiyan does not like Murong Shen. Otherwise, I wouldn't have listened to him scold so vigorously.
"Alright, don't say it."
Zhao Xiyan finally held back his laughter and reminded softly: "It's just enough to say these words in front of me, don't talk nonsense in front of others." ”
"Murong Shen is a Qincha in the end, and there is the Murong clan behind him. It's best to stay away. ”
Xu Jing's eyes flashed, and his expression became serious: "If he insists on asking to marry you, how can I avoid it?" ”
Zhao Xiyan was speechless.
That's where the biggest problem lies.
She can't deceive herself, and she can't deceive others. Since Murong Shen is here, with his temper, he will not allow her to marry Xu Jing at all.
Xu Jing is even less likely to back down.
It's a mess that can't be unraveled.
In Zhao Xiyan's mind, the words that his grandmother Zhang had said suddenly flashed. She's probably really a red face......
"Don't be cranky." Xu Jing, who is rough and big-leaved, is always extremely keen when he arrives in front of her, and he guesses her thoughts accurately: "What kind of red face and bad water, incompetent people, will push the evil consequences of war on the woman's head." ”
Zhao Xiyan came back to his senses and nodded: "You're right, I don't pay attention to these nonsense. ”
So, sure enough, someone made irresponsible remarks in front of the crescent moon?
Anger flashed in Xu Jing's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to roll up his sleeves: "Who said that about you?" Tell me, I'll teach him a lesson! ”
Zhao Xiyan said: "It's my grandmother." ”
…… Xu Jing smiled and put down the rolled up sleeves: "It turned out to be grandmother!" That's it. You know me, I've always been a good boy who respects the old and loves the young. ”
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and laughed.
Every time she is with Xu Jing, she is always extra relaxed and happy.
Xu Jing also grinned when she saw her smiling heartily. He ran to the bottom of the tree, picked a green leaf, held it to his lips, and with a little force, blew a little song.
The tune is simple and cheerful.
Zhao Xiyan hummed softly. The melody and the song were harmonious, harmonious and pleasant, and they were blown by the breeze and spread out of the tall courtyard walls.
It reached the ears of the young man standing in the alley outside the courtyard wall.
The young man listened in silence, his handsome face shrouded in frost.
In the courtyard wall, a pair of childhood sweethearts and young men and women sing in harmony with each other, and the spring is harmonious. Outside the courtyard wall, it was like a cold winter wax moon, and the heart and lungs were blown cold.
"Childe has been standing here for a long time," the soldiers didn't dare to look at their son's ugly face, lowered their heads and whispered: "Next, go knock on the door of the Zhao family, or go back to the Beihai Palace?" ”
In the past few days, the soldiers of the Beihai Royal Mansion have been staring at their sons in turn, and they can't get out of the Beihai Royal Mansion at all. Today, I finally got out of the house with free time, and when I arrived outside the wall of the Zhao family's courtyard, I listened to such a song again......
Even they want to bow a tear for their son-in-law.
Murong Shen coldly spit out two words: "Go back." ”