Jiang Huaize was fascinated, Guo Lun touched his nose on the side, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know who said with a gloomy face that day that he would never pester Miss Shen Si again in the future." ”

He had never seen Jiang Huaice's ugly face, it was even more terrifying than on the battlefield, the man sat on the chair, his fingers kept knocking on the table, he thought that this time his grandfather was really going to give up.

But he didn't expect that he didn't even insist on an hour to let him check the information, yes, he saw that the old iron tree of his own father was completely planted on other people's little girls.

"Retreat is advance, you know? Also, you have a lot of words today, go and practice for three hours by yourself, get out. ”

Jiang Huaice's mood was already irritable, and he was even more irritable when Guo Lun said this, and raising his hand was an inkstone, fortunately Guo Lun ran fast, otherwise the inkstone would have smashed on his head.

"It is said that a girl's mind is the most difficult to guess, and your mind is more difficult to guess than other girls'!"

In line with the mentality that he had already been punished anyway, Guo Lun did not forget to leave such a sentence, and after finishing speaking, he ran away.

This sentence made Jiang Huaice laugh angrily, it's just that, he has seen the joke so many times, and he doesn't care about this time, besides, he said to her that day that he would no longer pester her.

Half of it was angry talk, and the other half felt that this kind of stubborn method of stalking didn't work for Shen Zhiyi.

There are too many inexplicable misunderstandings between them, even if they are clear, the damage caused in their previous life cannot be erased, and if they continue to entangle, they will make her dare not take a step closer to him.

So take two steps back, take one more step forward, and he'll always wait for the day when she runs towards him.

If he can't wait for that day, the moon has not rushed to him, then he will still firmly cross the sea of people, cross everything, and embrace her in his arms again.

His heart, in the past and present life, was only for one person, and he only loved one person, and he could only allow her to walk in alone.

On the first warm spring day, Shen Zhiyi was thinking about Sang Yunji in her heart, and found someone to inquire about the news, but nothing came back, which made her a little puzzled, she always felt that she had forgotten something important.

On this day, she couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, got up and sat by the window, although the weather is still a little cool, but it has already gradually warmed up, and the biting cold of the midwinter wax moon has long been gone.

She looked at the night like ink, remembering the events of her previous life, as if there was some adhesion, her eyes widened suddenly, how could she forget such a serious matter.

In his previous life, King Kang seemed to have married a side concubine named Sang, and the two were married for less than half a year, and Sang drowned in the lake of King Kang's mansion.

Sang died early, in the first year she married Jiang Huaice, she didn't know who Sang was, but King Kang didn't allow anyone to mention her, and gradually, no one knew her name.

Shen Zhiyi frowned, this Sang family is very likely to be Sister Sang, but a free and easy person like Sister Sang would never marry King Kang, so how did she marry King Kang in her previous life.

Sister Sang is worried about whether it is King Kang, I really didn't expect the time to be so early.

King Kang wants to marry Sister Sang, just because Sister Sang's father, Sang Yan, is the most famous master in Bailu Academy, and his peach and plum are all over the political departments of Huaijing.

Marrying Sister Sang is equivalent to having a boost in these places, Sang Fuzi has such a daughter under his knees, if King Kang takes Sister Sang to blackmail Sang Fuzi.

Then Sang Fuzi will also move around for King Kang for the sake of his daughter, so King Kang will hit Sister Sang with his idea.

It's simply hateful, the power struggle between their men even involves women, it's really ridiculous, she can't let King Kang succeed in saying anything!

Before Shen Zhiyi could make any moves, Sang Yunji waited for Qi Junhe first, the slightly cool fingertips fell on her face, and the girl shrank in the corner with her hair scattered and wrapped in the quilt.

"It's a little inappropriate for the prince to trespass into my boudoir like this."

Sang Yunji endured the fear in her heart, reached out and knocked off Qi Junhe's fingers, she was asleep, and suddenly felt a strange breath in the room, and then opened her eyes and saw Qi Junhe sitting on the edge of the bed.

The man's clothes were a little loose, and his hair was still stained with a bit of bathing mist, and his brown eyes looked at her like that, staring at her scalp tingling.

"Isn't it good to marry this king?"

He withdrew his hand, looked her up and down with unscrupulous eyes, and Sang Yunzhi's eyes gradually became cold: "Lord Wang, if you talk about this, please go to my father, trespassing on a woman's boudoir is not the practice of a decent gentleman." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was the prince or a person with an uncertain personality, Sang Yunji would have shouted a long time ago, but if she recruited someone over, not only would her reputation be lost, but she would also annoy Qi Junhe.

"Oh? When did this king say that I am a righteous man? ”

Qi Junhe chuckled, he had seen a lot of beauties, either bewitching and charming, or innocent, but in bed, they would all ask him for a name.

The girl in front of him had a beautiful face, her eyes were cold, her black hair was like a waterfall, and in the dim light, she was like a treasure waiting for someone to play with it, which aroused his interest.

"Miss Sang, do you know that the prey targeted by hunters is generally difficult to escape, especially a good hunter like this king."

His words meant something, leaned forward and approached her, looked into her eyes and said: "You are very interesting, so it seems that this king doesn't want to let go even more, so even if you go to Xiangguo Temple, this king can let you marry in willingly." ”

The man in front of her had a very aggressive attacking power, and his breath snatched away all the thin air she had inch by inch.

"Whether it is to be a famous side concubine, or to be the palm of the king's palm, you can't escape from death, compared with the two, this king wants a smart person like Miss Sang, and he will definitely be able to weigh it clearly."

Sang Yunji grabbed the quilt under his hand and listened to his presumptuous words, and his words were telling her every word that even if she fled to the ends of the earth, he would not let her go.

Qi Junhe stood up and walked out of the main entrance, and the inexplicable look in his eyes as he was leaving, made Sang Yunji feel as if he was being entangled by a poisonous snake.

She leaned against the corner, her face pale, the sweat falling from her forehead, she didn't understand how she was targeted by him, if she found another way to escape, he would threaten her with the Sang family.

Is it true that you can only escape if you die?

Sang Yun was full of sadness, sat all night, and when the maid came the next day, she found that she had a high fever and was full of nonsense, so frightened that the little maid hurried to find Sang Yan and Mrs. Sang.

Sang Yan walked in and heard his daughter shouting that he would not marry King Kang, he clenched his fists and told his wife to take care of Sang Yunji, while he turned around to find someone else.

Even if he fights for his life, he can't push his daughter into the fire pit.

(End of chapter)