Chapter 8 It's too late for the two of us to change relatives now
"Well, you do your thing." The voice was like a mosquito flying on his cheeks, his eyes were half-closed, and his thick eyelashes fluttered slightly. The poison in his body was not eaten by himself, and he didn't know how many people were harming him behind him. In the Guzi Temple, she has never seen anything, she has never heard of it, those men who are looking for fun, drink a few sips of yellow soup, and they can no longer hold the door, and they will go out of everything.
What she thought in her heart, Yang Xuanling didn't know, but her shyness provoked the heat in his body, and he instantly broke through his reason, and his hot hand slid down the curve of his back and climbed up his hips...... After a short and extremely intense lingering, Yang Xuanling had to leave, leaving his natal unicorn jade pendant as a love object.
Yun Miao had softened into a puddle of flower mud, and he couldn't lift his hands, so he let him put the unicorn jade that was still with body temperature around her neck.
When Dongyu woke up, it was in the ear room, remembering the events of last night in a daze, her face changed suddenly, and she went to Yun Yuan's room to find that she was sleeping.
Another look of doubt, didn't she dream last night that the eldest lady secretly went out?
Yun Miao opened her sleepy eyes, "What's wrong with Dongyu?" ”
"No, it's okay, the eldest lady wants to get up?" The winter rain has put aside what happened last night. I think it's a dream, where does the eldest lady go in the middle of the night, usually the door doesn't go out of the second door, and she doesn't even know the way out of the house, and where can she go, it must be that she has hysteria in her dream.
"No, I like to sleep in. The girl who brought me food knew that I never had breakfast. ”
"Yes, the slave and maid know, the eldest lady continues to rest, and the slave and maid are busy outside, and if there is something to shout, it will be done."
"Okay." Yun Miao turned over, covered her head with the quilt, and continued to sleep.
That Yang Xuanling is really fierce enough, and he doesn't care about her at all, like a wild horse that has gone crazy. If she hadn't had the spiritual fruit in the spiritual garden, she would have been wasted under him.
But before she could rest for long, Mrs. Yun came to her door in person and came to her courtyard.
This is the sun coming out of the south, which is very rare.
"The Prime Minister's Mansion came to the matchmaker to ask for an appointment." Mrs. Yun looked up and down at Yun Yuan, who was dressed in a plain body, and her appearance was also dignified and beautiful, but unfortunately she was not blessed.
"The day after tomorrow is an auspicious day for the zodiac, and it is advisable to marry."
"Huh? So urgent! Yun Xuan's face was stunned, it was indeed an accident, but he didn't expect Yang Xuanling to do what he said without delay.
"You're seventeen years old this year, you're not young, so it's okay to be in a hurry." Mrs. Yun knew that she was afraid that the Prime Minister's Mansion would take Yun Miao to be happy, but fortunately she changed her marriage, otherwise it would be her son who would be happy now.
"Don't worry about the dowry, in addition to what your mother left, I will subsidize a big one, and the Prime Minister also sent a gift list, it is rare to see such a generous amount, when you get married, you will definitely envy everyone."
After envy, it is pitiful, and now there are not many people who don't know that the eldest prince of Xiangfu is a wasted person, even if he is lucky, he will be disabled and in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
"Thank you, ma'am, for your bother." Yun Miao somewhat couldn't hide her grievances and pretended to show Mrs. Yun.
Madame Yun left satisfied.
After a while, someone came again, it was her half-sister Yun Xun. Resentful and unwilling to stare at her, she scolded in a coquettish voice, "Yun Mao! You robbed my brother Ling, I hate you to death! ”
Yun Miao sighed, looking helpless: "The words of the matchmaker of my parents, where did I do the master." If my sister doesn't want to, she can go and tell Mrs. that it's too late for us to change relatives now. ”