Yang Yuhuan stood there, lowered his head, looked at his pink embroidered shoes, didn't hear the sound for a long time, plucked up his courage, looked up at Jing Ruhua, and said crisply, "I know this is too abrupt, but Yuhuan is really obsessed with you, if Lord An doesn't mind, I, I should tell my sister to ask the emperor to marry." ”

Yang Yuhuan has inquired since he recognized An Zhiyuan, knowing that he has no relatives, and he does not have a favorite girl, he has both virtues, strong martial arts, and personable, many girls on Chang'an Street are devoted to him, and he heard the sister of the concubine say that the emperor is showing him his wife, Yang Yuhuan, who has always been bold and fearless, is anxious, if she doesn't say it again, it will be too late to wait for the emperor's decree, she doesn't want to regret it for life, and she has the courage to pursue her own happiness, just like the sister of the concubine.

Jing Ruhua froze there this time, neither walking, nor not leaving, but it was the first time that she felt embarrassed.

If Yang Yuhuan is the same as Da Yuer, only for the sake of power and scheming, he only loves himself, and his devotion to Yuan Chonghuan comes from Yuan Chonghuan's status, martial arts, and purposeful devotion to it, then it is easy to do, and the scenery is picturesque and can go directly.

But Yang Yuhuan is different from Da Yuer, her love is pure, has no purpose, is not for merit, is simple-minded, and persistently pursues her own happiness.

Because Jing Ruhua saved Yang Yuhuan when he wore it, this is the beginning of fate and the beginning of the girl's ignorant heart, if you love someone, you will slowly go deep into the bone marrow and soul from the outside, because, when Yang Yuhuan fell in love with An Zhiyuan, Jing Ruhua would not get this mark, but when Yang Yuhuan's love went deep into An Zhiyuan's soul, this mark fell on Jing Ruhua's head.

Jing Ruhua didn't know how to refuse for the first time, she rarely had such hesitation, because she had never encountered this situation, in the face of the kindness and malice of other people in the world, Jing Ruhua was treated from the perspective of a bystander, and those who liked her liked to be hosts, not her Jing Ruhua, only hatred was deep into the soul.

So this time, when I met Yang Yuhuan, who was sincere for the first time, Jing Ruhua was hesitant.

"Alas, host, you've always been like that." The system sighed, Xizi treated her sincerely, she couldn't face it, Yang Yuhuan put her sincerity aside, leaving her at a loss.

Don't look at Jing Ruhua's ruthless and cruel methods, but the people who are on the opposite side are different, if they don't stand on the opposite side, if they don't have no interests, Jing Ruhua is not a madman, harming this and that.

"It's a casual effort, you don't have to worry about it." Jing Ruhua only hesitated for a while, looked at Yang Yuhuan's eyes, and expressed her meaning euphemistically.

"Do you have a girl you like?" Yang Yuhuan's face turned pale, looked at him, and asked without giving up.

"Nope." Seeing the brilliance on Yang Yuhuan's face, Jing Ruhua continued, "I have no plans to marry a wife, and I won't like any girl." "Any girl, these four words, the sound of the bite is very heavy.

Yang Yuhuan's face couldn't hide the loss, although Lord An didn't like her, but she didn't like other girls either, so did she still have a chance? Yang Yuhuan smiled again and looked at Jing Ruhua seriously, "Well, I'll wait, when you like a girl one day and want to marry a wife, can you think about Yuhuan first?" ”

Looking at the firm look in Yang Yuhuan's eyes, the white and pure little face was full of confidence and sincerity, Jing Ruhua somewhat understood, why Yang Yuhuan was able to leave his name in history and become one of the four beauties, there are many beautiful beauties in history, but there are very few beauties who really make future generations disputed, and the beauty of people and hearts is the real beauty.