065 Get the heart

Nangong Yi completely ignored Jia Wanliang and did not care about the existence of others. He only approached Murong Xueyan wholeheartedly and looked at her.

She is still so beautiful. In his mind, even if all the beautiful things in the world are added together, she is not as good as her.

The fate of this life continues in the next life. What is the relationship between life and death? If you are with me, I don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals.

She sang such feelings to him when she appeared on the stage in Mingcuifang, but he didn't care.

When I understood, I almost missed it for the rest of my life.

"Why are you... here?" The horror of the reunion exceeded everything. Murong Xueyan didn't have time to think about all those who vowed to go.

"I... In Tianxiang Building that day, I heard that a Qingzhi beauty salon was opened here. I thought it might be you, so I came here." Nangong Yi's voice was extremely clear and soft, as if he was afraid of frightening the clouds in the sky. "As soon as I arrived at the beauty salon, I heard the news that you came to Jia's Bieyuan. I met Brother Duan on the way, and he took me to save you..."

That's it. If it hadn't been for such a coincidence, Murong Xueyan wouldn't have dared to think about what she would have done.

In her advance plan, just after the ceremonial officer said the words "Send into the bridal chamber", she took the opportunity to make trouble and buckle Jia Wanliang out, and the weapon was the scissors hidden in her sleeves when dressing up.

"Thank you."

Thank you... Are they so strange that they want to say thank you? If he could choose, he would rather Murong Xueyan challenge him as they did when they were not yet married. At that time, every time she met him, she would shout, as if she had an inextricable energy. And now this quiet Murong Xueyan is about to make him unable to recognize it.

He is her real beloved... Duan Haoran saw the expression of the two and immediately understood that the original trace was just a shield for Murong Xueyan to block peach blossoms. And this handsome and extraordinary Nangong Yi is really a couple with her. Looking at their expressions, the two of them should have had a relationship at the beginning.

It's time to give up completely to her... Duan Haoran laughed at himself and reminded them with a smile: "You two, what's better go back and talk about it?"

"Good." Only then did Murong Xueyan notice Duan Haoran, who had been silent, and said gratefully, "Mr. Duan, thank you. Xiurong, has she gone back safely?

"She is waiting for your message in the beauty salon now. It was she who told me that something was wrong and begged me to save you. Duan Haoran said.

As long as she is safe. Murong Xueyan breathed a sigh of relief, and the scissors in her hand fell to the ground.

"How can you have this around you?" Nangong Yi looked at the sharp scissors that fell on the ground in astonishment.

"Because I have to deal with him." Murong Xueyan pointed to Jia Wanliang.

Jia Wanliang was scared into a cold sweat. It turned out that this "aunt-to-be" who on the surface promised to marry herself was secretly calculating like this!

Seeing that the man held Murong Xueyan and slowly left in front of his eyes, Jia Wan was unwilling. He casually took the scissors from the ground and tossped at Murong Xueyan's back heart. Nangong Yi turned around and saw the scissors that he was about to stab her. At the critical moment, he was desperate to reach out his hand and grab the scissors. The sharp scissors cut the palm of Nangong Yi's hand, and the blood suddenly flowed. When Murong Xueyan saw that his hands were bleeding, she was so nervous that she almost cried: "Nangongyi, how are you? You are bleeding..."

"Such a little blood is not in the way." Nangong Yi was overjoyed when he saw that she was nervous.

After all, she is still affectionate... His trip to Haozhou this time was just good and coincidental.

"Bad old man, if you dare to sneak up on Nangong Yi, I'll shoot you!" Murong Xueyan picked up the blood-stained scissors on the ground and threw them at Jia Wanliang vigorously. Nangong Yi added a foot in the middle, and the scissors fell just above Jia Wan's left foot, and then pierced into his instep!

"It hurts! ..." Jia Wanliang immediately held up his whole foot and wailed in pain.

"Let's go and deal with this evil old man later!" Nangong Yi also learned from Murong Xueyan's tone and called Jia Wanliang an "old man".

2

"Your Highness?" The appearance of Nangongyi surprised Xiurong even more.

"Xiurong, what's your name?" Duan Haoran asked.

"Your Highness." Xiurong said with an upright look, and immediately bowed down respectfully: "Master Xiurong, see the prince."

The prince... He turned out to be a prince. No wonder he is so magnificent and extraordinary. Only such a demeanor is worthy of the smart, beautiful and talented Murong Xueyan.

Nang Gongyi is the prince, so Murong Xueyan's identity...

"Xiurong, you haven't been my maid for a long time. You don't have to be a master and servant." Murong Xueyan's novice picked up Xiurong.

Duan Haoran looked at the verbal behavior between the three people and suddenly felt that he was like an outsider at this time. He always knew that Murong Xueyan and Xiurong were from other places, but he didn't know where they came from. In this way, they were not from the Eastern Wei at all!

"The prince and the princess met again after a long separation. I think there is a lot to say, so I retreated first." Although Murong Xueyan is commensurate with her sister, Xiurong is very polite to Nangong Yi.

Duan Haoran withdrew from the door by himself without waiting for Xiurong to speak.

This space is reserved for them. Like Xiurong, he can only make room.

Only Murong Xueyan and Nangongyi are left alone in the room. Murong Xueyan couldn't help but her heart beat faster.

Before he appeared, she had imagined the two of them when they met again more than once. She thought that she hated him, so she would definitely leave without looking back.

But it's really in front of us, but it's not like that. Not only does she not hate him, but she still loves him deeply in her heart...

Deep love, hate? It was him who indirectly caused her to lose the fetus in her womb. At the beginning, she hated and was so disappointed that she didn't want to stay with him anymore. After so long, time has diluted the resentment, but made love and love clearer?

How can it be like this? When she should be cruel, she can't be cruel.

"Xueer, how have you been for so long?" Nangong Yi asked, "Your beauty salon is so big that you want to do a successful business, so you treat me..."

"I never feel that women can't live without men. Even without you, I will live my own life. Moreover, I have to live better than anyone else, live my own wonderful life and live my own value.

This is her. Strong, confident and independent. He appreciates it, and sometimes he can't help but hope, and she will also be helpless and lonely, revealing her little daughter's mood.

At this time, he wanted to thank Jia Wanliang. If it hadn't been for Jia Wanliang's marriage, he would never have had a chance to perform in front of Murong Xueyan. If she stays safe in the beauty salon, he may be rejected as soon as he comes in to see her.

"You did it." He looked at everything in the beauty salon and praised it.

"How about you? How are you doing?" She looked at him and naturally felt a little distressed.

"Let the noble concubine Yan design and frame her, and be locked in prison for a few months." Nangong Yi smiled lightly.

Concubine Yan... He changed his name to her, and his tone was not as familiar as before. Once upon a time, when he called her Yun'er, Murong Xueyan didn't say anything, but her heart was very tasty.

"In prison, why?" Although he has regained his freedom at this moment, she still has to be nervous.

"She asked the empress dowager to let me marry a woman. I resisted the order and angered the emperor, and I was fined Dai Lu for half a year and three months in prison." Nangong Yi said the origin of the matter.

"The Empress Dowager asked you to marry, and you will marry." Murong Xueyan said, "Why do you have to offend the emperor for this?"

"You know that I can't accommodate a second person in my heart except you!" Nangong Yi grabbed her hands.

"You..." Murong Xueyan reacted for a moment and was stunned.

Then, Nangong Yi put his lips closer and kissed her fiercely! This kiss, with his breath that has not been seen for a long time, this kiss, with a fierce sense of punishment, locks her people, her heart, so that she can't break free!

She resisted at first, but she was unable to resist. In the end, she finally couldn't resist him, obediently accepted his intrusion, and couldn't help responding to his attack.

The tip of the tongue is hot and entangled, and the world is spinning, and they can't distinguish each other for a long time.

If this is eternity... eternity, how long will it last?

He let go of her and opened his foggy eyes.

"Sueer, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." He brushed her messy hair, his eyes wandered on her face, and finally fell on her lips.

It was so deeply and warm that her lips were a little swollen.

"Come back with me, okay?" He put one hand on her lips and the other hand around her slender waist.

"You are the only one who should go back. Thank you for saving my life. I'm fine here." Murong Xueyan refused indifferently and gently pushed him away.

"Can't you still forgive me?" Nangong Yi said softly, "It was my fault at the beginning..."

"There are some things that can't be passed by admitting mistakes." Murong Xueyan squeezed her lips stubbornly, "I have my dignity and my own position."

"So, what do you want me to do before you nod and come back with me?" Nangong Yi begged.

Murong Xueyan said word by word, "I want you to chase me again, just like chasing any girl. Until I am moved by your true feelings and nod, I will go back with you.

She made such a condition just to dispel Nan Gongyi's idea. She bet that with his personality and identity restrictions, he had no time or energy, let alone patience to agree to her.

But she was wrong this time. Nangong Yi nodded and said, "Then I'll try it and start again to get your heart."

Did Nangong Yi take the wrong medicine? How can such a condition be agreed? Did she hear it wrong, or did he have a fever?

A few days later, Murong Xueyan knew that Nangong Yi was not hot-headed this time.