An Miaomiao looked at him quietly. Maybe what you won't see in the future is not the stars in the sky, but the eyes of the man in front of you. She had never looked him in the eye properly. His eyes are so beautiful and beautiful, and when he faces others, he is always burning and shining, like the brightest star in the sky.

In his good-looking peach blossom eyes, there was also an Miaomiao figure. Vicious, full of disdain and contempt.

For the first time, he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to propose marriage, and the object was not An Miaomiao, but An Luoluo.

If this was self-inflicted, maybe he really believed that the person who saved him in the mountains was An Luoluo, so she was not so sad at that time.

The second time, it was today. This morning, she threw the cat he had given to Anlolo into the pond. In the eyes of outsiders, she took the wrong medicine, or when she was related to the situation when she proposed marriage for the first time, it was inevitable that she would think that she was shameless and wanted to rob her sister's husband.

Yiyun thought so, so he viciously threw her to the old emperor of the neighboring country for burial. This is revenge.

Anyway, we have never looked at each other so closely. An Miaomiao looked at him quietly like this. She wanted to look into his eyes, to see if there was still a memory of her. Maybe he hasn't forgotten either. But he had the wrong person.

An Miaomiao brushed her face, what if she remembered it, the holy decree was stunned, and the emperor didn't say that it could be changed, not to mention that it was related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries, and it was impossible to explain it to Liang Guo.

Yiyun suddenly felt a little distressed. The hand holding the silk handkerchief suddenly stayed in the corner of her eye, and it was not wiped, nor was it wiped. I couldn't bear to gently wipe the corner of her eyes, and suddenly said, If you don't want to go to Liang Kingdom, then I'll go to my father and tell me?

An Miaomiao's mouth smiled lightly, "Noble prince doesn't think that my little life is an ant in your hand, and if you want to die, you will die." If you want to give birth?"

"And what do you want?" Yiyun lay down, nonchalant.

What do you want? Now can she do whatever she wants? An Miaomiao turned her face and said softly, "I want to be the wife of Lord Rui." ”

Want to be his wife, a whimsical woman. Yiyun sat up suddenly, and sneered, "If the girl really needs a man so much, do you want this king to send you to Wanqing Tower?" There are many men there, and with your beauty, the men who want you are probably indispensable. ”

Wanqinglou is a famous brothel in Kyoto. Yoshiun treats her like a prostitute who desperately needs a man.

An Miaomiao pounced violently, Yiyun was laid right by her, and the two of them twisted together. An Miaomiao bit his shoulder with teeth and claws, and Yiyun pulled her hair viciously. The two of them rolled in embarrassment a few times, and the rubble under them rattled, and some of the night guards heard the sound and picked up the night light in their hands and shouted "what person"

Yiyun lifted An Miaomiao's waist, jumped and found a direction and flew away. In the blink of an eye, a few ups and downs entered a manor. With a few ups and downs, he found a secluded wing room and kicked in the door. An Miaomiao was thrown vigorously by him, and her body rolled to the ground like a bead with broken threads, and her mouth was full of blood. She struggled to her feet as soon as she hit the ground, staring at Yiyun fiercely.

There was no light in the room, and moonlight shone through the window lattices to every corner of the room. Although it is not very bright, it is enough to see what is in front of you vaguely.

was bitten by this dog woman, and a trace of blood came out, staining the snow-white robe on her shoulders red. Yoshiyun pressed the wound on his shoulder. kicked her heart with a kick, "Slut!" This kick was very ruthless, and the kite that An Miaomiao kicked like a broken line fell directly two meters away, and hit the edge of the bed with a bang, and stopped, and the corner of his forehead broke a big mouth. Goo gushing blood out. The heart was kicked and churned, and a mouthful of blood gushed up in the throat, and the mouth was full of bloody sweetness. An Miaomiao covered her mouth and swallowed a mouthful of blood again. Say nothing and don't spit it out. The slightest trace of blood on her face flowed spontaneously, and she didn't care about it, she raised her sleeve and wiped it indiscriminately, and tilted her head to fix there, looking at Yiyun. There was a sneer on his lips.

Yiyun looked at her like this, stubborn like a weed, the wildfire could not be burned, and the spring breeze blew and reborn. Well, she deserves to be a little grass like this. It seems that no matter how much he abuses or abuses, she won't say a word. couldn't help but get closer, pulled his belt casually, and grabbed An Miaomiao's two hands in his hands casually, An Miaomiao twisted a face, and hissed and shouted, "Let go of me, you beast, demon!"

"Demons?" Yiyun trapped her hands together with three and two blows, threw her on the bed, and pressed her down, with a face as evil as a bloodthirsty wolf. His eyes were no longer as bright as stars, but bottomless darkness. He pressed her body hoarsely, and when he pulled it casually, An Miaomiao's coat became pieces and scattered down. "If you don't want a man to go crazy, how can this king be like this? Miss An Er, she can't wait to get married in three days, so she can't wait to seduce this king?"

Grabbing An Miaomiao's hair with one hand, her head was forced to rise, and the moment the four eyes met, the fear and pain in An Miaomiao's eyes stung him deeply. Yiyun felt pity for a moment, and his hand was unconsciously lighter, "What, you want to beg for mercy? It's a little late, right?"

An Miaomiao couldn't take a breath, and the blood held in her heart couldn't help splashing out, and the sneering Yiyun was covered with blood. Yiyun immediately realized that Fang Cai's kick might have hurt other people's internal organs. Hurriedly put her down. Pull open her sleeves to check the pulse. Who knew that An Miaomiao, whose hands were free, grabbed Yiyun's collar for the first time, and a mouthful of saliva with blood slurped on his face, full of disdain, "Don't be pretending to be kind!"

Yiyun gave her a backhand and slapped her face to the side, and her cheeks were instantly like ripe peaches, sandwiched with bloodthirsty red.

"I don't know what to do, do you think that if you make trouble with this king like this, this king will take pity on the jade and withdraw your peace trip?

"Bastard, Chen Shimei. An Miaomiao gritted her teeth. This damn man. The sweet words in the mountains were in vain, and it turned out to be all intrigues and tricks under uneasy and good intentions. She's really stupid, like a straw bag in his mouth.

"Who is Chen Shimei?" Yiyun was inexplicable for a moment. This question has been bothering me for a long time. It seems that I came here tonight for this reason. But then I forgot about it in a mess. Now that she mentioned it first, he couldn't help but ask. (To be continued.) )