396, is this a proposal?

The sky is like washing, and a series of meteors pass through the sky, crashing into the nebula whirlpool on the edge of the sky, bringing out a circle of magnificent halos, smearing the scenery in front of them with dreamy colors. The green peak facing the window, the waterfall flowing down from the top of the hanging peak is like a crystal curtain, and the magnificent brilliance projected by the nebula sprinkles on the waterfall.

At first glance, it looks like a little glowing gathered on the waterfall. Slowly, the glow gathered into a flower bone on the crystal curtain, the wind blowing across the waterfall, and a breathtakingly beautiful flower bloomed on the crystal curtain. Han Jing leaned against the window and stared at the strange flower and was fascinated.

Walking to the porch in front of the window, Yang Feng saw tears on the beautiful beauty. I was distressed and wanted to ask, but I was afraid of disturbing her. She stood still until she occasionally turned her head to show surprised eyes. How are you feeling today? He walked over and naturally pulled up the hair that slipped to her ear.

She answered lazily and did not express any specific meaning. Han Jing turned her eyes to the flowers on the waterfall. She had a cool breeze at the window for a while, and her cheeks were cold.

Reaching out to wipe away the tears hanging on her cheeks and took the opportunity to cover her cheeks with her. Yang Feng said gently, "The Yuan family came to my house and withdrew their marriage. Yuan Qinglin wants to see you and doesn't want to see her. I'll send her away."

It was not surprising that the marriage meeting of the Yang Yuan two families failed. Han Jing dared to bet that the Yang family took the initiative to withdraw from the marriage. Just to make the Yuan family look good, she claimed that it was the Yuan family's request to withdraw from the marriage. What does that woman want to see me for? She asked lazily.

"I didn't ask. She came to withdraw from marriage with the Yuan family. She said she wanted to come to see you, and I just came here and brought it by the way. I don't want to see her. I'll let her go." Yang Feng said.

"Listen to what she wants to say. You go down first, and I'll change my clothes and come. Han Jing didn't understand what kind of psychology she was. She had already experienced the hypocrisy and viciousness of Yuan Qinglin. She didn't have to show off in front of that woman, but she just wanted to hear what else Yuan Qinglin could say in this situation.

After having dinner with his grandfather yesterday, Xue Shura and she were placed in this Qixia Tower. The three-story single-family building is surrounded by ancient trees, which is extremely quiet and elegant. At night, she slept uneasily and kept dreaming of the scene of sinking. When she woke up on the third watch, she could no longer sleep. The maid sent a pile of new clothes early in the morning, and she got up to try on new clothes when she was bored.

She is now wearing a new smoky-colored pleated skirt in the morning, and her long hair is casually tied up with ribbons. Now she doesn't plan to change clothes anymore. She just doesn't want to go downstairs to meet Yuan Qinglin with Yang Feng and casually finds an excuse.

After waiting for a while, Han Jing slowly went downstairs. Walking around the corner, I heard an elegant and gentle woman downstairs say bitterly, "Yang Feng, am I wrong?" She withdrew her foot and stood still.

There is no gentleness towards Han Jing, and Yang Feng's eyes are as sharp as a knife. Facing Ruhua Jiali's sad face, he asked coldly, "Do you think it's necessary to ask more questions?"

The cool words pierced into her heart like a knife, and Yuan Qinglin's pupils were full of damp fog. She tried very hard to swallow salty tears and said sadly, "Yes, I shouldn't have asked this question."

Yang Feng didn't make a sound and seemed to think she should be.

There is no sound downstairs.

Out of the window, a red sun hung diagonally in the blue sky, and the sunlight passed through the less dense branches and leaves and was filtered into mottled light spots, which fell on Han Jing through the window and also sprinkled on the corridor murals.

Han Jing seemed to have forgotten what she was going to do and appreciated the mural.

After the pear blossoms on the mural are hidden in the haze-like clouds, they become more and more clear they escape from the dust after being smeared by the sun. As the background of the pear blossom tree, there are a few sparse stars scattered in the night sky. At this time, they are also more drunk under the sun.

Yang Feng turned his head and looked up the stairs and happened to see the sun falling on Han Jing's body. Her condensed skin was reflected by the light of the sun and wall lamps, reflecting a seductive brilliance. The expression on his face also brightened, and his sculptural facial features became vivid and soft. Jing, why are you so distracted?" He even forgot that Yuan Qinglin, a guest, greeted her with a smile and naturally hugged Han Jing's waist.

In fact, Han Jing felt too awkward in the middle of the road. She felt stupid to go on like this, but she was embarrassed to regret it, which showed that she was guilty and did not dare to see Yuan Qinglin. Even if she knew that Yuan Qinglin was not a good person, Yuan Qinglin and Yang Feng had a marriage contract first. If it hadn't been for their own appearance, they would have been married long ago. Speaking of which, it's true that I took love with my own sword.

"You care about me!" Inexplicably, Han Jing stamped her foot on his toes and saw him breathe coldly, and she smiled childishly. Pushing Yang Feng away, she swept down the stairs lightly like the wind.

Yuan Qinglin sat dignifiedly and generously, as if it was not her who had just talked to Yang Feng, with a shallow and graceful smile on the corners of her lips. After Hanjing came down, the smile on her face got up and greeted without any grudge: "Hanjing, I take the liberty to visit and disturb your rest, right?"

"It's okay." Hanjing was so depressed that she couldn't think of more beautiful words, so she could only spit out these two words dryly. Seeing her unhung, Yang Feng found it interesting to clenched his fist and cover his mouth to have fun.

"You are all busy people, and I won't delay your time. Han Jing, I'm here. I just want to tell you in person that I have terminated my marriage contract with Yang Feng. I have to admit that I'm not as good as you. I'm afraid that only you and Yang Feng are the best couple in the world. I really wish you happiness. Yuan Qinglin seemed to be sincere and said that if Yang Feng hadn't seen the fierceness flashing in her eyes, he would have been almost deceived by her.

"Well, you and Yang Feng are over. It's your business. There's no need to tell me. As for me, it has nothing to do with Yang Feng. Only God knows that it's too early to say blessings. Without looking at Yuan Qinglin, Han Jing just instinctively resisted the goodwill expressed by this hypocritical woman. Her eyes fell on the teacup handed over by the maid.

The outer wall of the cup depicts an elegant and simple orchid. The water in the cup is rippling with the hand, and the orchid on the outer wall of the cup also appears in the water. The tea smoke curls, and the flower water rises in the tea smoke. It seems to have the fragrance of orchids. Hanjing likes the artistic conception of water in flowers, flowers in water, and curling with tea smoke, which can dilute her current nausea.

The atmosphere deliberately created by Yuan Qinglin was fragmented in an instant, with a condensed smile on her face. She looked awkwardly at Yang Feng, who was smiling and felt like a monkey playing with treasure. Well, goodbye." She said calmly.

"It's easy to go, I won't send it." Han Jing didn't even have a perfunctory interest, and even she thought it was too much. When Yuan Qinglin left and Yang Feng reminded her to be careful of Yuan Qinglin, she asked in surprise, "Do you also think there is something wrong with her?"

"She has different appearances, and everyone thinks she is gentle and pleasant outside. In fact, her heart acts like a snake and a scorpion. According to the information I have, no less than ten maids around her were killed for no reason. She also secretly cultivated a group of subordinates to do some shady things. After saying that, Yang Feng looked into Han Jing's eyes and quickly said, "Isn't it wrong for me to investigate her?"

"Hmm, all the information about my investigation will be handed over." The momentum suddenly emanated, and Han Jing's bright eyes were flying. She raised her chin proudly and said awe-inspiringly, "Have you done anything bad that you haven't confessed? Be honest, hurry up! Otherwise, if I find out, you will die!"

Frightened by the girl, Yang Fengchao said carelessly, "All the information collected is in Qiao Sen's hands. If you send a word, he still doesn't send it to you obediently. What else do you need me to hand in?"

"Have you ever done anything bad without confessing?" Han Jing said strangely, and Mei Xueyi was as beautiful as a flower and full of vinegar.

I almost guessed what Han Jing meant. Of course, Yang Feng firmly denied: "After meeting you, I have never done anything bad. I can swear."

"Puff--" Han Jing smiled happily, as innocent as a scheming girl, and her smile was also very infectious, which made Yang Feng feel that the sky was bright.

I couldn't help but hold Han Jing, and Yang Feng was a little distracted. All the ambitions and all the strategies have gone away at this moment. Now some bead pictures flashed in his mind, and his throat is a little tight. Jing, shall we get married?"

"Is this a marriage proposal?" Han Jing asked with her beautiful eyes with a smile. Before Yang Feng could answer, she was furious: "Nima, the smell of Yuan Qinglin's woman has not dissipated. Just say "Let's get married" and just want your sister to accept the woman's return?"

"Am I returning the goods?" Yang Feng pointed to his nose with tongue-tied eyes.

Looking up and down at Yang Feng, Han Jing smiled and asked, "Otherwise?"

This topic is too dangerous! Yang Feng secretly scolded his pig head. Isn't it uncomfortable to propose marriage to Han Jing when Yuan Qinglin's tea was not cold? Forget it, it's safer to discuss this kind of thing directly with her father and brother. Rubbing his nose, he cleverly opened the topic: "Before you get married, I want to promote you to the throne, become the first 29-year-old amethyst Xuanqi in the history of Xuanqi Temple, and hold a grand celebration. Otherwise, if others mistakenly think that you married me and rely on my help to advance so quickly, it will be wronged.

Han Jing was not interested in celebrating her promotion, but Yang Feng's reason was satisfactory, so she accepted his arrangement without any resistance, but she was somewhat sad.

Yang Feng doesn't understand. As long as his feelings are mixed with utilitarian things, they will deteriorate. One day, he will regret it. Unable to understand the emotional entanglement in the future, he was simply glad to convince her easily at this time, and her unconscious melancholy was also regarded as the occasional delicateness, which made him intoxicated.