How could he have an inexplicable sense of panic in his heart.

"The county lord...... I don't think you're as bad as you say. Xu Zilang said everything from his heart.

"And the county lord's praise for me just now, it's really ......" Xu Zilang couldn't think of words due to lack of vocabulary, so he could only change his voice, "Thank you county lord, if there is nothing to do, then I will leave too." ”

"When you encounter that kind of scum, even if your fiancé is a piece of, in my mouth it is also a that has been blown to the sky, and it has nothing to do with whether you are talented or not."

“……”

Suddenly, Xu Zilang was embarrassed.

Is there anyone who talks like that? This man really doesn't leave room for anything.

What does it mean that a piece of is an angel, is this saying that he is a piece of?!

"Oh yes, as for our marriage, you told your father that you were going to withdraw from the marriage, as for what the reason is, you think for yourself, it can't be my fault anyway."

If it's her fault, Li Cong must force her to correct her mistake, the marriage can't be withdrawn at all, and she doesn't like others scolding her behind her back.

Li Qingheng finished speaking lightly, looking at Xu Zilang's reaction.

Xu Zilang pinched the sleeves of her clothes, looking a little cramped, as if she couldn't say anything, and she was very anxious.

Finally, when she couldn't help but speak, Xu Zilang was the first to speak.

"It's not your fault, then I'...... What is the reason for the divorce? He looked at her with a slightly glazed gaze.

Li Qingheng frowned.

What does this mean?

"Why, do you think you can't find fault with your perfection? Or do you think it's all my fault? ”

"......" is all your fault.

But he didn't dare to say.

"I don't care what method you use, even if you hang yourself and jump into the well, you have to withdraw from the marriage, and it can't be the fault of the county lord, do you hear clearly?"

Xu Zilang nodded dumbly.

Immediately afterward, he asked another question: "But the county lord...... Listening to His Royal Highness King Qing's meaning, he wants to marry you with an iron heart, and whoever he marries is not ......"

He didn't want to marry this tigress at all, but her requirements were so harsh that he couldn't think of any reason to quit the marriage even if he wanted to break it!

If he mentions quitting the marriage, he will definitely be broken by his father when he goes home!

Compared to this, he still thinks that it is a big deal to obey his father's wishes and marry home, but not to interfere with each other in the future.

Li Qingheng gritted his teeth, you kid really have a lot of problems.

"Listen well, the main person to marry in this county must be infertile and infertility, and he can't be a eunuch, if there is such a person who is willing to marry the county lord, I will be good to him for the rest of my life."

"......" Xu Zilang was shocked.

"I ...... I'll find a way to get out of the marriage. ”

He felt that if he married her, this woman would do something to him! He'd rather be beaten to death by his father!

Listen to the harsh conditions, which are the dignity of men.

Xu Zilang hurriedly said goodbye, hurriedly got into the carriage, and there was no one as soon as the smoke slipped.

The streets of Chang'an, where people come and go, are still bustling, but they are not as prosperous as they were back then.

In Chang'an, the eleventh year of Tianbao, people seem to be living in the fantasy of the prosperous era of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, holding on to their will, and thinking that they are still living under the prosperity.

In fact, people are tired and struggling to support, and their outwards are bright, but their hearts are empty.

Taxes were raised, nobles had fun, forced conscription, and there was always news of war in the north, but the saints in the palace only knew how to drink and have fun with the concubines, and all their minds were on the disciples of Liyuan.

The drums are constantly beating, and the neon clothes and feather clothes rise and fall in the tall and gorgeous palace, stepping on the miserable people, playing the dream-like prosperity of the times.

The heyday has passed.

At night, the bright moon hanging in the sky is like a steamed bun, exuding a dim brilliance.

Bamboo Heart Garden.

The breeze was blowing, and the bamboo branches under the eaves, illuminated by the candlelight in the windows, swayed.

"What time is it now?" Li Qingheng sat on the edge of the bed, closed the book in his hand, and asked Jin Yu beside him.

"Back to the county lord, it's already time, you can rest early."

At that time, the door was closed for an hour. The prosperity of Chang'an City has all disappeared, and people gradually fall asleep.

Today, Shen Mo is afraid that he will not come.

"You stand back and rest."

"Yes." Jin Yu went out and carefully closed the door.

Oh, little Shen Mo, if you don't come, I'll look for it.

The curfew in Chang'an City can stop ordinary people, but it can't stop her.

Blowing out the oil lamp in the house, she put on a thin shirt and went out with the white-footed civet cat in her arms.

Zhuxin Garden is in the northeast corner of Qingwangfu, and in the northeast corner, there is a building that is higher than the wall of the fang, and it is an excellent place to enjoy the cool and enjoy the moon on it in summer.

Looking to the southwest, you can see the tall palace tower of Xingqing Palace, towering majestically.

This platform is naturally not as good as Xingqing Palace, but standing on it, you can still see some movement outside the wall.

She had to go up to the platform to see where Jin Wuwei was patrolling, so that she could find a chance to get out.

Lifting the hem of her skirt and going up the balcony, the cool breeze was blowing, she gathered her clothes and hugged the civet cat in her arms.

By the moonlight, looking from here, you can see that the various squares of Chang'an City are neatly arranged, majestic and majestic. In the green building of Chongrenfang in the southwest, there are still bright lights flashing, singing and dancing.

"Brother Yishu, you've been waiting for a long time."

A familiar voice suddenly pulled her thoughts back.

[Why does this voice sound so much like Pei Qingtang? 】

Li Qingheng: It's not like, it's just.

There is only a three-meter-wide path between Yongxingfang and Anxingfang, and the sound is coming from Pei's house in Anxingfang.

At this moment, in the dead of night, although separated by two walls, I can still clearly hear what the two are saying, and even faintly see the crooked and greasy figure under the cluster of pink bamboos.

"Why are you here now?" Shen Yishu had a doting blame in his voice, and kissed the face after speaking.

"Brother Yishu, I have something to tell you, you wait for a while." Pei Qingtang said coquettishly.

"Brother can't wait, let my brother kiss for a while."

"Hmm......"

The panting sound was accompanied by some spitting sounds, making the shadows of the trees shake and make a rustling sound.

And the two of them are getting carried away, not knowing what heaven and earth are.

[Hey, is it appropriate for you to peek here?] 】

Is that what I want to see? It is clear that these two people deliberately did you and me in front of her.

She wanted to talk back, but she didn't say anything for fear of alarming the two people below.

[Wow, is this what I can watch without paying?] 】

Look at what you haven't seen in the world, wait for your dad to complete the task and go back, find you some free ones, and spit you up.

After a long time, both of them were out of breath before they stopped.

The corners of Li Qingheng's mouth in the night tugged: Heh, I can't figure out how to kiss for so long, won't I die of cerebral hypoxia?

"Brother Yishu, I don't want to marry Shen Mo, I just want to marry you." Pei Qingtang lay on Shen Yishu's chest and gasped.