019 Except for marriage

In front of the prime minister's house.

When sending Murong Xueyan back again, Nangong Yi was silent as last time.

Murong Xueyan lowered her eyes and said no words, and thousands of thoughts turned her mind. The three words "I'm sorry" were wrapped around the tip of her tongue, and she couldn't say it. Nangong Yi didn't even look at her and turned over the horse.

"Nangong Yi!" He summoned up the courage to call Nangong Yi, who had a stinky face.

"What's the matter?" Nangong Yi turned around and his face was cold.

"I'm sorry." The voice is as low as a bird.

Nan Mingyi frowned and asked, "What?"

"I'm sorry!" Murong Xueyan increased her voice.

"Did I hear it wrong? A stupid girl like you can also say these three words. The corners of his mouth were pulled up, there was a smile at the bottom of his eyes, and there was another expression on a stinky face.

"Hey, don't be cheap and sell well!" Murong Xueyan's pretty face turned red, "What happened last time, I wronged you. I've apologized to you now, and it's all clear!"

This stubborn stinky girl like a cow will also apologize?! Nangong Yi looked sideways, and a smile slowly appeared on his cold face.

"What are you laughing at?" Murong Xueyan stared at him and wanted to say something more, but her father greeted him. Nangong Yi didn't say a word and roded away.

"Xue'er!" Murong Rui held his daughter. Seeing that she was not injured, his hanging heart finally let go.

"Dad..." I haven't seen him for a few days. My father looked old and haggard, and Murong Xueyan felt guilty for a while.

"Why did King Jing send you back?" Murong Rui asked as he walked.

"He..." A word "he" said, and Murong Xueyan stopped her voice and deliberately turned her tone cold. Yes, it was King Jing who led someone to save his daughter from the 10,000-thousand mansion.

"Three thousand..." Murong Rui clenched his fist and was furious, "Xueer, have a good rest. Dad will deal with him now!"

Murong Xueyan went back to her room. After bathing and changing clothes, she had a good meal and had a good sleep. After that, he ordered Jinxin and Xiurong to dress up and go to the post hall to meet Xue Xijian, the prince of the Western Song Dynasty.

Jinxin combed a bun for her, with a golden step shake given by the emperor in the palace, with earrings, a string of pearls around her neck, and a purple dress, which can not only show the elegance of the prime minister's daughter, but also hint at her flamboyant personality. Murong Xueyan took a picture of herself in the mirror and was very satisfied.

"Why did the young lady go to see the Prince of the Western Song Dynasty?" While carefully straightening her clothes for Murong Xueyan, Jinxin seemed to add a sentence casually, "These days, the whole house is worried about the safety of the young lady, Mr. Leng..."

"Jinxin." Xiurong intended to stop her statement.

"Mr. Leng is also a member of the royal palace. He should care about me." Murong Xueyan smiled generously and turned to Jinxin with a long speech. "Jinxin, there are some things that need to be grasped by yourself."

Grasp... Jinxin remembered the cold eyes like his name, and his whole heart was discouraged.

"Miss, you haven't told us why you want to see that prince?" Xiurong asked again.

"The prince of the Western Song Dynasty was deceived by ten thousand and transferred the business he originally cooperated with King Jing to ten thousand. I came here to explain the misunderstanding and let the prince understand the conspiracy of ten thousand." Murong Xueyan explained in one go.

"I don't know who is more handsome than the Prince of the Western Song Dynasty and King Jing?" Xiurong held his cheeks and thought about it.

"Compared with him..." Murong Xueyan's thoughts flew away, thinking about the chaotic emotions of herself and Nangong Yi...

Does she like him? I don't know, even she can't describe her feelings for Nangong Yi.

He once hurt the owner before this body and let her kill herself on the wedding night;

He arrived in time and saved her from the fate of being frivolous under ten thousand and ten thousand;

He also once embarrassed her for no reason in order to take a breath of relief for her beloved...

It is doomed to pain to put your heart on this man. She won't be so stupid. Shake your head and turn all these things into nothing.

Murong Xueyan straightened her appearance to the mirror again and took Jinxin and Xiurong out of the door of the prime minister's house.

"It's you." Xue Xijian looked at Murong Xueyan in great surprise. When we first met, she made a voice in Wanfu. The song and dance made him amazing, and her appearance was also beautiful. This goodbye, she dressed up deliberately, and she looked even more bright under the dress.

"Xueyan is here. There is something important to report to the prince." Murong Xueyan leaned over to see the salute, and her actions were fully in line with the identity of a prime minister's daughter.

"Miss Murong doesn't have to be like this." Xue Xijian wanted to help each other, but he saw Murong Xueyan take a step back, and his tone was courteous and estranged: "Men and women are not close to each other. I hope the prince will be self-respectful."

"You..." Xue Xijian smiled helplessly: "Fang down first, green sleeves, let's sit down."

"Yes." The maid of honor named Lvxiu heard the words and moved the stool. Murong Xueyan thanked him respectfully, and then sat down lightly.

Xue Xijian looked at Murong Xueyan gently: "Now, can Miss Murong tell me what's going on today?"

"Xueyan wants to tell the prince that this man has always done evil by relying on his wealth. I hope the prince will not cooperate with such people."

"Why did I listen to you?" Xue Xijian raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled on his lips.

"It's just the evil deeds done by ten thousand to Xueyan." Murong Xueyan did not hide the fact that she was imprisoned, and even told her that she had escaped without tunnel, and that she had been angry with her life.

"What, how dare he lock you up?" Xue Xijian got up when he heard the words and was furious.

"Fortunately, Xue Yan was saved by a friend."

"Are you all right?" Xue Xijian's eyes were burning and full of concern.

"It's okay, I'm just a little scared." Murong Xueyan avoided his eyes and did not dare to look at it.

Xue Xijian bullied her, and Man asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

"No." Murong Xueyan denied it.

"If I... go to the prime minister's house to propose marriage, will you agree?" He got closer and closer, asking in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"The snowy face is bad, and the prince's wrong love is really a shame." Murong Xueyan lowered her eyes and declined.

Xue Xijian's expression stiffened, and his tone was cold: "Are you refusing?"

"Xueyan was betrothed to Jingwang Nangongyi as early as five years ago. How can a daughter marry a second husband?" Murong Xueyan couldn't stand it and simply moved Nangong Yi out.

"As far as I know, King Jing divorced his wife in public in his new house on the day of the wedding..." Considering that saying too much would involve her sad past, Xue Xijian thoughtfully stopped the peak of words.

Murong Xueyan raised her eyes and looked at Xue Xijian in shudear. This prince of the Western Song Dynasty was not as simple as she thought. He has only been here for a few days, and he can find out the details of Nangong Yi so clearly. Obviously, he knows at least a little about what he usually does. In this way, she ran superfluous this time.

"You haven't answered me yet. If I ask you for marriage, what will you do?" Xue Xijian interrupted her meditation and stared at her with bright eyes.

Murong Xueyan answered implicitly with eight words: "King Xiang has a dream, and the goddess has no intention."

"I'm serious... can't I get as good as King Jing?" Xue Xijian asked reluctantly.

Murong closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he said shyly: "Once the sea was difficult to water, but Wushan was not a cloud."

I'm sorry, Nangong Yi, in order to justly refuse this prince of the Western Song Dynasty, I can only lend you a name for the time being.

"Once the sea was difficult to make water." Xue Xijian frowned and asked astringently, "Xueyan, if you meet me first, will you refuse like this?"

"I...maybe not."

The last sentence seemed to have a soothing effect. After some negotiation, Xue Xijian finally agreed to give the opportunity of this cooperation to Nangong Yi again.

Murong Xueyan was relieved - in this way, she at least made up for her achievements and helped Nangong Yi a favor, which was against the behavior of misunderstanding him and wronging him.

They should not owe each other and will no longer be involved.

The clouds are disappearing, and the blue sky is like washing. A line of egrets gently swept over the fertile fields in the suburbs of Beijing.

Murong Xueyan and Nangong Yi stood side by side and said goodbye to Xue Xijian, who left for the Western Song Dynasty. Originally, it was only Nangong Yi who led the people of the royal palace to see her off, and Xue Xijian was worried about Murong Xueyan and specially proposed to see her for the last time.

"Miss Xueyan, I don't know if I'm lucky enough to listen to your song again?" Xue Xijian smiled happily.

"If the prince doesn't dislike it, Xue Yan is willing to make a fool of himself." Murong Xueyan smiled faintly, "However, at this moment, what is more appropriate is still the song that the prince heard last time."

"The words are beautiful, the music is beautiful, and the people are more beautiful." Xue Xijian looked at Murong Xueyan standing beside Nangong Yi.

They... look so harmonious, a pair of beautiful people. I just don't know what will happen to the two of them in the future?

"The eaves are like cliffs, the wind chimes are like the sea, and we wait for the swallow to return..."

The wonderful song echoed in the quiet suburbs. Not only Xue Xijian, but also the others present could hear the spirit. Including Nangongyi.

He never knew that when she sang a song with all her heart, it would be so touching... On his birthday, she sang for fun. Although it was good, it was not as good as this time.

Is it because the song is so affectionate because it is sung to bid farewell to Xue Xijian? Nangong Yi's heart surged with inexplicable sourness...

"I sent you away thousands of miles away, and there was no sound in black and white..."

Xue Xijian's heart was sad. This departure was more than a thousand miles away. Maybe, I can't see you again in this life.

"King Jing, Miss Murong is a rare good girl in the world. Cherish her."

An abrupt sentence stunned Nangongyi and Murong Xueyan at the same time.

Xue Xijian's carriages and horses are getting farther and farther away. Murong Xueyan looked at Nangongyi and remembered an important thing: "Nangongyi, our marriage contract..."

"Peaceful release." Nangong Yi took the conversation and smiled.

This is the first time that he smiled at her like this...

This smile is very similar to his smile in the short dream of Wanfu...

"Can we still be friends in the future?" Murong Xueyan suddenly asked.

"Friend?" This word made Nangong Yi slightly shocked.

"Yes. Even if you can't be a husband and wife, there is no need to die. Murong Xueyan lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and her face was touching.

Her smile... is so bright that it looks like the afternoon sun. An inexplicable feeling quietly occupied the heart of Nangong Yi.