Chapter 86 Goodbye Aster

In Suyuan, there are colorful lanterns and big red lanterns hanging everywhere, which seems to be a happy event.

Zhang Zixuan and several people arrived at the gate of Suyuan. The doormen were familiar with several people. One ran in to report, and the other began to talk to Zhang Zixuan.

"Dare to ask, brother, is there any activity in the beggar gang?" Zhang Zixuan asked casually. Although he was not curious about this, he was afraid that a sudden visit would bring trouble to Yang Wentong.

"This..." The doorman looked at Zhang Zixuan and didn't dare to make a sound.

Zhang Zixuan smiled and said, "I just asked casually. If it's inconvenient, I won't say it."

At this time, a burst of cheerful laughter came from the air: "Hahaha, it turned out to be Zhang Shi's nephew."

Zhang Zixuan stared at it. Who else could it be if it wasn't Yang Guozhong?

Zhang Zixuan and Le Tian hurriedly said, "Senior Yang, how are you?"

Yang Guozhong smiled and said, "The idiot is so old. In terms of strength, a few late students are more first-class! Come on, come on, sit inside."

After saying that, he turned around and led several people to the living room. In the tea and water delivery room, Yang Guozhong asked, "Zixuan, what are you doing?"

Zhang Zixuan said, "I'm about to go north. Let's take a look at the seniors."

"Oh, that's it." Yang Guozhong frowned and said, "It's a pity that my father has been away from home for a long time. I'm afraid you won't see him."

Zhang Zixuan said, "It doesn't matter, as long as the senior brings my greetings."

"Hmm." Yang Guozhong pondered for a while and said, "It is said that your father has been martyred in heaven. Is there such a thing?"

As soon as he said this, except for Zhang Zixuan, everyone's face changed. Yang Guozhong immediately waved his hand and explained, "Nothing, nothing. I don't mean anything else."

Zhang Zixuan smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's an honor for parents to be martyred by themselves. Why do they have to cover it up?

Yang Guozhong praised: "It's really a hero. However, I heard that there was something wrong with Yi Jiao's economy, which..."

When everyone heard the words, they were even more furious. Feng Cheng whispered, "Fighting Holy Buddha, this man turned out to be a wall grass."

Although he whispered, everyone in the hall heard it clearly except Yang Guozhong himself.

"Don't get me wrong. I just want to do my best. Although the Beggar Gang is not a big gang, there are still some money deposits.

Zhang Zixuan's face gradually became cold, and he asked slowly, "What are the conditions?"

Yang Guozhong looked at Zhang Zixuan's sharp eyes in surprise and felt that his eyes seemed to see through his thoughts. This teenager is really terrible.

"The condition is..." Yang Guozhong avoided Zhang Zixuan's eyes and replied, "You can terminate the marriage contract with Ziyuan."

Zhang Zixuan didn't wait to answer, and Di Zhong suddenly slapped the table and stood up. How can that table withstand his strength? He was immediately shrued into pieces by his spiritual power.

Di Zhong pointed to Yang Guozhong's nose and scolded, "Do you think you can have everything with money? What a fuck!"

"Di Zhong, sit down!" Zhang Zixuan shouted to Di Zhong.

When Di Zhong heard the words, he had to sit down angrily and look at Yang Guozhong angrily. Feng Cheng quickly jumped to Di Zhong's shoulder and whispered something.

Zhang Zixuan looked at Yang Guozhong again and asked, "Excuse me, senior, is this what you mean, or what Ziyuan means?"

Yang Guozhong replied, "It's what I mean, but Ziyuan also agreed."

Zhang Zixuan nodded, and then arched his hand and said, "Then I'll go and come." You can talk about it first."

The figure flashed, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

"Miss, would you like to eat more?" The maid Cui'er stood behind Yang Ziyuan and asked. These days, she watched the young lady go down haggard day by day, which made her unbearable.

Yang Ziyuan sighed and said, "I've said it so many times. I'm a monk now. How can I have to eat?

Cui'er said in a coquettish voice, "Then why did the young lady become so haggard?"

"I just can't put it down." Yang Ziyuan looked at the white square scarf embroidered with Ziyuan flowers in his hand and suddenly threw it out of the window. But a cold wind blew, and the square scarf fell back to her boudoir again.

Yang Ziyuan picked up the square scarf, thought for a long time, threw it out of the window again, and then quickly closed the window page.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the door.

"Who is it?" Cui'er quickly ran to the door and opened the door. The person standing outside surprised her: "Aunt... Well, Mr. Zhang? Aren't you preparing to get married with Yi Jiao?

Zhang Zixuan said, "No. I'm looking for your lady."

"Cui'er, I'm tired today. I don't see any guests." Yang Ziyuan's voice is still as long and beautiful as in the past.

Zhang Zixuan said, "There are some things I want to tell you clearly."

Yang Ziyuan was silent for a while, and then replied, "Then come in."

Zhang Zixuan flashed and walked into Yang Ziyuan's boudoir. He gently walked to Yang Ziyuan and put something on her side.

Yang Ziyuan turned his head and saw that it was the square scarf embroidered with Ziyuan flowers.

"It just so happens that you are here." Yang Ziyuan picked up the square scarf and handed it to Zhang Zixuan: "I will return this thing to you, and we will not owe it in the future."

Zhang Zixuan asked, "Do you want to recruit relatives in public?"

Yang Ziyuan nodded: "This has nothing to do with you. You just need to be your best."

Zhang Zixuan looked at Yang Ziyuan's thin and delicate body and said sadly, "I'm not married."

Yang Ziyuan's eyes lit up in an instant, and then said, "What if you don't get married now? Can you guarantee that you won't get married in the future?

Zhang Zixuan said calmly, "No. In fact, I had a skin relationship with a woman. Anyway, she is my first woman.

Yang Ziyuan smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that it's not the last one."

She stood up, turned her head and looked at Zhang Zixuan's star eyes and said, "I'm looking for marriage this time to find a Yulangjun. Ruyi Langjun, who really only loves me. I ask you, do you love me?"

Zhang Zixuan nodded and said, "I have survived to this world. The only two women I love are you."

"Is there another one, the person you want to marry?" Yang Ziyuan was sad and happy, and couldn't help whispering.

Zhang Zixuan shook his head and said, "That's not the case. I married her just to pay her back.

"Are you still in love?" Yang Ziyuan smiled and said, "Since you are ruthless, how can you return the love?"

Zhang Zixuan smiled indifferently: "I didn't know this truth. They all said that the true meaning of family is 'reassuring'. Let go of love and love. Only the road is true. However, that's not the way I want to go.

"All the ways are at your heart, just thinking. Since there is already a husband and wife, I can't let her go... It's like I want to protect you, Le Tian, Tianxue and Feng Cheng. This is my way. What I want is not the way of heaven, but my way.

"Protect me?" Yang Ziyuan's expression became gloomy again: "But you hurt me again and again. That's all right. If you marry your wife, I will recruit my son-in-law. From now on, it has no relationship with each other."

Zhang Zixuan looked gloomy and said, "Ziyuan, I..."

Yang Ziyuan held his forehead and waved his purple sleeves: "Let's go, let's go, don't come again."

Zhang Zixuan nodded and said, "Well, I'll go." It's just that you need to keep the fast square scarf, which is also a concern for me.

A breeze blew, and Zhang Zixuan disappeared.

Cui'er stepped forward a few steps and asked carefully, "Miss?"

Yang Ziyuan raised his face and laughed, "I'm fine. It's all over. I have never been so comfortable in my heart.

Cui'er looked at Yang Ziyuan's smile as before, but she always felt something was missing. When Yang Ziyuan turned around and touched the square scarf, Cui'er was still moving there.

"Nerd." Yang Ziyuan looked at the square scarf and aroused Zhang Zixuan's nickname. The third eye in front of her forehead opened slightly, dripping a drop of blue crystal tears, which fell on the square scarf and dyed a cluster of purple garden flowers blue.