Yin family.

In the southeast of the capital, it is built by the mountains, pavilions and pavilions, birds and flowers.

Walking in the beautiful mountains and forests, all the way to the courtyard, everywhere the grass and trees are verdant, like a paradise scenery, compared with the palace only the grandeur of the momentum, but more than the elegance of the countryside.

The prince was silent and uninterested in admiring the view.

The overcast sky is not clear for a long time, just like the mood at this time.

After the rain washed away, the air in the mountains was exceptionally fresh, and stepping on the green moss stone road on the green hills, Wang Zimo finally found the courtyard that Jian Xin said.

"Wang Mo!"

From afar, Yin Zhentong saw Wang Zimo's resolute figure. Like his brother, he has a straight back, broad shoulders and a slender build.

He wore a pale amber robe of the same color as an epiphany, the cuffs were tattooed with purple spirals unique to the Fengtian God Sect, and on the high neckline, his face was no longer immature, with big eyebrows and big eyes, and his black hair was tied behind his head, coiled up with a belt of the same color as his clothes, and his feet were on auspicious cloud boots from far to near, and he was like the ignorant young man at the beginning.

Yin Zhentong stared at it stupidly, and before she knew it, her eyes were moist.

She is no longer as naïve as she was when she was young.

The corners of the vermilion lips have lost their youthfulness, and the embroidered eyebrows deliberately outline a perfect arc, and the flat forehead is like a beauty in a painting.

The iconic pair of silly double ponytails are gone, and the three thousand green silks hang from the waist like a waterfall, and in the year of the flute, they have not yet coiled their hair, waiting for tomorrow to put on their wedding clothes and roll up their hair, cover their red hijabs, and marry the sixth elder brother who has never met.

For whom do the tears flow?

Sijun has not seen you for a thousand days, drinking red lips, applying powder, painting willow eyebrows, and dotting cinnabar.

Tomorrow I will get married, and the one who will share the bed is not the one whose heart is broken.

"Go back!"

Without waiting for the prince to speak, Yin Jitong issued an eviction order.

She leaned lightly in front of the window and looked into the room, her hands clasped around her chest, her slender shoulders trembling slightly, and tears had already soaked through the hem of her magnolia-colored clothes.

The mountain wind blew against the hillside, and the pink lilies in front of the window bent over, and the seductive fragrance brushed up a strand of hair against Yin Zhentong's thin neck.

Wang Zimo's head "boomed", like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

He took a deep breath and continued on as if he hadn't heard.

"Let's go!"

Yin Zhentong kept his voice very low, for fear of alarming the rest of the Yin family and provoking senseless teasing and abuse.

Those flowers and bones that grew up from the Yin family, all with stingers, but they pretended to be weak, and her father was locked up in the cliff of confinement, and she, the eldest princess of the Yin family, became a laughing stock.

Now the Yin family has seen her value and given her to the sixth elder brother of the Han King as a commodity.

said that it was a marriage, and that it was a famous family that was married.

In fact, only Yin Zhentong herself knows that she married not to be a wife, not to be a concubine, but to become the plaything of the sixth elder brother.

When you are tired and tired, you are not even as good as a fly in the toilet.

"Shout, who should I be! It turns out that our eldest princess is having a private meeting with her little lover!"

I was really afraid of something, as soon as Yin Jitong's voice landed, he heard a voice on the mountain path with a princess's temper and pretending to be delicate.

"No wonder you forced the marriage of the sixth elder brother to death, it turns out that there are wild men outside for a long time, sisters, hahaha, look at it, the eldest princess is forced to die but is reluctant to die, just waiting for her wild man, and then have a tender private meeting!"

The girl was young, but she spoke like a viper.

The prince closed his eyes silently, and his fingers could not hold back the trembling.

He tried his best to suppress his anger, after all, this was the Yin family, and he couldn't make any more trouble for Yin Zhentong.

"Why don't you speak?"

The girl pretended to be cowardly, "Did we disturb the lingering relationship between the two?" The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, sisters, I will say let's go play by ourselves first, don't disturb the eldest princess, you don't listen, now it's okay, it's a good thing to disturb the eldest princess, how annoying it is!"

The girl looked disturbed, but her feet came to Wang Zimo.

She pretended to be graceful and circled around Wang Zimo twice, stretched out her finger and poked Wang Zimo's chest and smiled: "It's weirdly good-looking!"

The girl picked up Wang Zimo's sleeve and looked at it again, and then as if she remembered something, her face suddenly became embarrassed, she took two steps back in succession, and said hesitantly: "You...... You are the young master of the Heavenly God Sect!

"Yin Jiayu, it's not what you said, I didn't have a private meeting with the prince at all!"

Yin Zhentong turned her face, her big bright eyes were red and swollen from crying, she shook her head and hurriedly ran to the girl named Yin Jiayu, pulled her sleeve and kept explaining: "Don't tell the head of the family, he is just an old friend of mine, and when he learned that I would get married tomorrow, he came over to congratulate me." Isn't it Wang Zimo, you say, isn't it!"

"The deceased?"

Seeing the prince shaking his lips silently, looking extremely sad, Yin Jiayu was no longer afraid.

She shook Yin Qitong away, and said with sharp teeth: "The old man should be happy to see each other, you two are crying here, what is it if you two are not remembering your personal feelings?"

"That's right, the eldest lady is right, you two are stealing before the sixth elder brother's sedan chair arrives!"

"I don't admit it yet!"

"It's just ruining the family style, shameless!

The girls who followed Yin Jiayu spit on them. Pointing at Yin Zhentong and splashing dirty water: "Tomorrow you will marry the sixth elder brother of the King of Han, but now you are still thinking of having a private meeting with the wild man, if it reaches the ears of the King of Han, you will insult the reputation of the Yin family, can you afford it?"

"Yes, can you afford it?"

"Smack!"

Yin Jiayu grabbed Yin Zhentong's wrist, grabbed her with a hard pull, and then slapped her hard.

Five finger prints instantly jumped on that fair-skinned and handsome cheek. Yin Zhentong bit her lip and didn't slow down for a long time.

Once upon a time, she was humiliated like this!

Once upon a time, who would dare to do this to her?

"Hit back, hit back! Stomp that mean woman under your feet and smash her mouth!"

Yin Jitong lowered his head, and his hair was messed up by Yin Jiayu. Her lips were bitten, but she still couldn't raise her head, so she could only endure it, and endure the endless abuse.

Tears fell to the ground, torn apart by the bluestone splash.

All this, falling in Wang Zimo's eyes, suddenly ignited the flame of anger!

"They don't say that I forgot about it, in case the king of Han gets angry, your hundred dog lives are not enough to make amends to the Yin family!

"Shut up!"

Wang Zimo's chest rose and fell violently, and before he could walk over, he saw Yin Jitong glaring at him and begging bitterly: "You go! It's okay with you here, and I have nothing to do with you, you go! I don't want to see you again!"

Yin Jiayu was startled by Wang Zimo's murderous aura at first, and when she saw that Yin Jitong was so cowardly as a mouse, she immediately raised her head with a look of disdain, and scolded while beating, "I'm going to tell my father and let her punish you as a slut!"

"Jiayu, Miss, please!"

Yin Zhentong grabbed Yin Jiayu's arm with tears in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, glanced at Wang Zimo, and really knelt down with a "poof".

This kneeling suddenly lost all dignity.

This kneeling completely made Wang Zimo go crazy!

He silently sacrificed peace, and the tip of the knife was against Yin Jiayu's chest. Roaring like a lion: "Die!"

That Yin Jiayu was suddenly frightened, opened her mouth and shrunk her neck, and didn't dare to move for a long time.

"You madman, you are disrespectful to the eldest lady in the Yin family!"

The rest of the girls cowered and said cruel things. They each have their own ghosts, and they wish that the prince would insert the knife into Yin Jiayu's chest and make a fuss about it, so that they can show themselves, but they still have to pretend.

"Wang Mo! You go!

Yin Jitong couldn't open her eyes crying, she hurriedly blocked between Wang Zimo and Yin Jiayu, and shouted hoarsely with her voice, but no matter how she shouted her voice, she couldn't make Wang Zimo put away his peace.

"Let's go, don't mess around here, let's go!"

Looking at Yin Zhentong's tearful and tearful appearance, Wang Zimo's heart was like a knife.

He didn't know how much trouble Yin Jitong had endured to make an optimistic and cheerful girl so cowardly.

The girl who was desperate for him and ran to Kunxu appeared again, she was so strong and brave at that time, but since she left Sanhezhuang and returned to the Yin family, everything is gone, everything has changed.

It caught the prince off guard.

"Let's go!"

"Don't come back, I don't want to see you!"

"Tomorrow I will become the wife of the sixth elder brother, ascend to the sky in one step, enjoy glory and wealth, and have whatever I want. And what can you give me?

The more hysterical Yin Jitong was, the more Wang Zimo strengthened his determination to snatch his relatives.

Regardless of whether she has herself in her heart or not, he will definitely do his best to snatch back this girl who was desperate for himself, and do everything he can!

Wang Zimo's fingers trembled, clenched his teeth tightly, and silently put Pingyou down.

"Dream your big spring and autumn dreams!"

Who in the world does not know that the sixth elder brother is dissolute and uninhibited, looking for flowers and willows all day long, and he was infected with bayberry sores in the early years, and sooner or later his nose rotted and his feet wore it, and he died of illness.

And Yin Jitong is just a substitute ghost for the Han King to find for him, everyone is happy to be able to save the sixth elder brother, if he can't save it, Yin Jitong will also bury the sixth elder brother!

Yin Jiayu, who was familiar with it, suddenly pushed hard behind Yin Jitong, and the Pingyou in Wang Zimo's hand, which had not yet been put down, directly pierced Yin Jitong's lower abdomen.

"No!"

In the bottom of Wang Zimo's heart, the anger that had been holding back exploded instantly, he held Yin Jitong tightly in his arms, didn't even look at it, threw out the peace with his hand, and directly slashed the head with his mouth open and smiling.

The girls who followed Yin Jiayu were frightened one by one, screaming and fleeing.

"Ji Tong, I'll take you away!"

Yin Jitong held her stomach and pushed Wang Zimo away, she looked at Yin Jiayu's still smiling head, and suddenly screamed and beat Wang Zimo's chest.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

The hoarse voice was out of tune, Yin Zhentong was in a hurry, and the pear blossom with rain suddenly turned white with fright.

The eyes were colorless, looking at Wang Zimo full of worry, he actually forgot the wound on his body, and pushed Wang Zimo down the mountain.

"Hurry up, you killed the youngest daughter of the head of the Yin family, he won't let you go, drive away, hurry!" Yin Zhentong pushed and shoved, and the blood in his lower abdomen suddenly cracked, and the gurgling blood stained the purple magnolia-colored dress, which was scarlet and terrifying.

"I'll take you away!"

The prince silently burst into tears, stubbornly hugged Yin Zhentong, he roared in a low voice, took out a reduction pill and crushed it in his palm, and then covered Yin Zhentong's lower abdomen.

"In this life, I will not let you suffer again!"

Zheng Zheng's oath instantly melted Yin Zhentong's frozen heart, her delicate body was sore, she stared at Wang Zimo stupidly, biting her lip and laughing.

Yin Zhentong stretched out his right hand, gently stroked the resolute face, and looked at it for a long time, for a long time, as if he wanted to fill all the lovesickness into those eyes, forever.

She rested her head on Wang Zimo's chest, feeling his breath and listening to his heartbeat.

"When you think of me, if there are tears in your eyes, this life is enough!"