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Yan Guogong raised his eyelids.
The girl was wearing a water-green dress and a fox fur. Seeing that her face was sober, there was a kind of freshness that was not stained by mud. Her posture is undoubtedly beautiful, with her hands crossed in front of her abdomen, her tone is neither humble nor overbearing, showing the demeanor of a noble lady from aristocratic family everywhere.
"If what I heard is correct, are you suing your elder sister?"
Yan Guogong's expression was calm, without distinguishing between emotions and anger, which was his usual expression.
Li Chaoyun had expected that he would ask such a question a long time ago, and with a well-thought-out plan, he answered calmly, "I hope you will forgive me, the little girl did not mean to offend your dignity. It's just that you have worked hard and worked hard for half your life for Daqing." Running around with one's life, one can protect this peaceful and pure land, the little girl has admired it for a long time, so naturally she can't bear to let the adult fall into the situation of being deceived by others."
"I don't know that other than my wife, there are people who care about me so much." Yan Guogong swept his brows with a faint smile, "This friendship is so deep that I can't repay you. You may be my second wife." ?”
The man's voice was thick and majestic, not like the clarity of a young man, but rather unique. Li Chaoyun could still hear the first half of the sentence, but the "Second Lady" in the second half made her lose her mind. Reserved, he suddenly raised his head and bumped into Duke Yan's narrow and sharp eyes.
Relying on the stunned opportunity, Li Chaoyun was finally able to see the elder sister's husband carefully and clearly.
This is the second time she has seen Duke Yan.
It was the first time in her own courtyard, in order to avoid the Venerable, she didn't dare to get too close, so she could only get a rough outline of him from a distance, and saw that he was tall and imposing. At that time, she felt very uncomfortable. So many noble young people supported her, but Duke Yan ignored her. Out of dissatisfaction and retaliation, she classified Duke Yan as an old man and laughed at Lin Lang The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry.
But this time, Duke Yan Da Ma Jindao was sitting in the carriage, wearing a dark purple court dress that revealed a heavy power, and he didn't wear any finger rings on his hands, which was unbelievably clean. In Li Chaoyun's impression, when those senior officials and marquises reached middle age, they were either potbellied or greasy, which made people lose their appetite just by looking at them.
In comparison, Yan Guogong is simply an extraordinary and refined stream. His temples are cut like knives, his eyes are like cold stars, and his figure is tall and slender, which gives girls the sense of security they want. Li Chaoyun loses his mind when he looks at it .
There was a ferocious scar on Duke Yan's neck, and his tough temperament added a bit of iron and blood.
"How? Haven't thought about it yet?" Duke Yan said casually.
Li Chaoyun's heart itched slightly, and she regretted it a little.
He regretted giving up this high-quality man to Lin Lang.
Power is the most beautiful coat of a man, not to mention that men themselves are not bad.
Li Chaoyun thought of Yan Zhaolie again, compared with Yan Guogong, he found that the former was beautiful, but how could that loose and childish youthful atmosphere compare with Yan Guogong's maturity and wisdom
She originally planned to be the mother of the world, to be a model wife for women in the world, and her name will last forever, but according to the current development situation, it is obviously impossible. Jing Cheng's action disrupted her overall plan, and now those famous daughters are avoiding her. Like the plague, on the contrary, she flattered Lin Lang, who became the wife of the Duke.
This is the benefit of high marriage.
Li Chaoyun was very unwilling.
She is not much worse than this ancient woman.
She wanted to stand up, to avenge her shame, and to make those who laughed at her regret it.
Suddenly, she thought seriously about Yan Guogong's proposal.
If she becomes the wife of a country, she will at most survive the rumors for a while. She believes that with her beauty, intelligence, and bright skills of interpreting language, she will be able to make a high-ranking man in a few months. Hold it firmly in the palm of your hand. Li Chaoyun on Yan Zhaolie's side was not worried, the other party fell in love with her after all, she had a way to make people give up the position of son, and support her own son instead.
Li Chaoyun sorted out the clues and suddenly realized.
She no longer spoke to Lord Yan with her chin slightly in her mouth, but straightened her back, her eyes were unstoppable, and she said generously, "I, Li Chaoyun, only want a couple in this life. If your lord wants to marry I am a wife, please reconcile with the eldest sister first, and then bring me in with eight big sedan chairs and ten miles of red makeup!"
Although she does as the Romans do, she also has her own pride and will never be a lowly concubine!
The coachman suspected that he had heard wrong.
He looked at the girl who held her head up confidently, and then at Duke Yan.
After a long time, the coachman blushed and held back a word to break the deadlock.
"My lord, stop playing, it's too late to go back..."
He thought for a while, then added softly, "Madam will beat you to death."
Duke Yan: "..."
The coachman thought, it's not that he's alarmist, these days the madam has been very strict with the lord, once it's late to go back, the madam doesn't speak, just walks around in the hall with a feather duster. Although he didn't know if the lord was beaten severely in the end, he didn't seem to be joking when he saw madam's expression on her face.
You must know that since your lordship has been an official, no matter it is windy or rainy, you have never stopped going up and down. As for the beauty of your wife, oh no, after the peerless beauty enters the door, your lord will just spend the day... oh no, it's the red sleeves that add to the fragrance. There are always one or two days in the day when I stay at home and enjoy the snow and make tea with my wife.
As soon as the coachman said this, Li Chaoyun's ruddy face turned even redder, this time he was really angry.
Yan Guogong ignored Li Chaoyun and cast a sidelong glance at the coachman.
"Madam asked you to bring these words?"
The coachman touched his forehead and smiled honestly.
Then what, he still understands the reason why it hurts the fish in the pond.
"grown ups-"
Li Chaoyun felt uncomfortable being ignored again, so he opened his mouth.
Yan Guogong turned his head again and said meaningfully, "You are more promising than your elder sister."
Li Chaoyun frowned slightly, feeling that this sentence was not a good one.
Duke Yan sighed, "Madam has been having a little sex with me recently, and I can't coax you well. I wanted you, a sweet-talking sister, to come over and do a little low-key, so as to calm Madam's annoyance—I never thought about it." , you are a great gossip, but your heart is higher than the sky, little concubine, and you want to replace my official wife, who gave you the courage? Is it because after your sister got married, the world broke the threshold and asked to marry a daughter from the Li family? "
"Before this official came back home with his wife, he was focused on her, but he didn't pay attention to the Li family's discipline of the concubine's children. Now it seems that Miss Li has an idea, and even dares to arrange the reputation of the concubine at will. The signboard of the scholarly family is about to crumble."
The girl's face turned pale immediately, dripping with cold sweat.
Yan Guogong said indifferently, "Perhaps it is my love for my wife that has misunderstood you, the proud Li family, thinking that I am good-tempered and easy-going. Ms. Li, why not tell you the truth about your rich family's grievance poems?" There has been a lot of darkness and filth, and it has been presented to the imperial court, and there are countless voices of crusade against the evildoers of the Li family, if I hadn't suppressed it with my own hands, your bones should be hanging at the city gate for people to admire."
"Why do you think I help you for no reason? You don't have to think too much. With Madam's jewels in front of me, I have no interest in you as a yellow-haired girl. Madam's blood is not many, and the only sisters are you and Miss Li San Man, this officer cannot bear the pain of my wife's departure from her loved ones at such a young age."
Li Chaoyun looked at him in disbelief.
So things went so smoothly in the early stage, thanks to the help of this "brother-in-law"
Rather than her charisma
When Duke Yan saw the girl's appearance of being struck by lightning, he knew that some kind of belief in her heart had collapsed. He didn't care, and just said, "You know this well, so you don't need to tell Madam."
The crimson curtain was lowered heavily.
"I just want to remind you, don't be an enemy of my wife—"
A gentle male voice came from inside.
"Otherwise, I will play you to death or disability."
The wheels of the carriage moved away, leaving deep ruts on the snow.
Li Chaoyun stood there in a daze, feeling the cold wind biting his bones.
For the first time, I felt fear.
Life and death are up to people, not themselves.
Because enough time was reserved, Duke Yan returned to the mansion on time.
Seeing a tall figure approaching in front, the hostess immediately threw away the feather duster, smiled openly and hugged the Duke's husband's arm, whispering something privately. Duke Yan raised his hand to gather the cloak around his wife's shoulders. In order to match Lin Lang's height, he bent down to listen to her.
The coachman watched from a distance.
I thought, my lord should be able to escape tonight.
"Tomorrow is the Laba Festival. I have a few acquainted wives who invite me to the White Horse Temple. After all, it is a rare Buddhist meeting. Do you want to come with me?"
During the meal, the maids, according to the usual practice, retreated far away and guarded the door, leaving some space for couples to talk privately.
Lin Lang put a piece of chicken shredded with garlic to her husband's mouth.
Yan Guogong smiled and enjoyed his wife's hospitality.
"Huh? You've only been at home for a few days, and you want to play again?"
"This is not for fun, I'm going to pray for blessings for the whole family." She glared and said dissatisfied, "Don't keep looking at me like a dude, making it seem like I'm not doing business all day long. "
Duke Yan couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to pinch her pink cheeks, "How dare you, Madam has done a lot, and my husband almost became that fatuous king this morning, so I won't go to court early."
"Bah, you can't control yourself, what are you doing to me?" Linlang squinted at him, rested her chin lazily, touched her face again, and said melancholy, "It's hard to give up on a natural beauty, and people don't want it. "
Duke Yan was thinking, if his wife had a tail, she would be swaying it by now.
He said that his wife was as beautiful as a flower, and wiped her face with a clean veil, "It's a pity that my husband can't go with my wife."
Lin Lang asked why.
Duke Yan looked at her, and said slowly, "My husband is going to Jinwei Camp."
There were less than three hundred people in the Jinwei Battalion, but all of them were extremely brave. Yan Zhaolie was thrown in under the cover of anonymity. To gain a firm foothold in this elite team, he undoubtedly tied his head to the waist of his trousers.
Yan Guogong just wanted to find out after he got the news of his injury.
After all, he is also his son.
When the son was born, it was the smoky wars and chaos. Duke Yan supported the new emperor, so he had to miss his growth. His mother died of dystocia, and his father was negligent in caring, which led to today's distorted personality and humiliating behavior. stepmother thing.
The fault of this matter, Yan Guogong felt that being a father had to bear a large part of the responsibility.
His wife's expression fell silent.
"I know you blame him." Yan Guogong held her hand, his tone slowed down, "That's a bastard, I don't ask you to forgive him for my husband, but he is my husband's blood after all, I hope Madam forgive me."
Early the next morning, Duke Yan woke his wife up from sleep and urged her to put on clothes, shoes and socks. Angry and funny, he bent his fingers and flicked Lin Lang on the forehead.
"Oh, it hurts!"
The little lazy pig finally woke up, and stared at him angrily with his almond-like eyes.
Yan Guogong grabbed her accusing finger, leaned down and kissed the place where she was stretched, and coaxed her for a while, before Madam lifted her skirt and got into the car happily.
Seeing the carriage enter the alley, Duke Yan went back to his house and changed into casual clothes, took a black horse out of the stable, got on the horse, and went to the Jinwei camp camped in the suburbs.
"grown ups."
Someone had already been waiting outside the camp, and took the reins from Lord Yan very graciously.
Duke Yan nodded, and followed the supervisor of Jinweiying to a tent.
The supervisor opened the curtain and stood outside with a wink.
"Old man? Why are you here?" Yan Zhaolie, who was lying on the low couch, was playing with the small sleeve arrow in his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the familiar figure walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, and he was surprised.
Yan Zhaolie passed over Yan Guogong's shoulder and looked behind him unconsciously.
She didn't come.
"Seeing that you are so angry, you won't be able to die for a while." Yan Guogong took out a jade porcelain bottle from his wide sleeve, and suddenly threw it in Yan Zhaolie's direction.
As soon as the opponent reached out, he grasped the small thing flying in mid-air firmly.
A look of satisfaction flashed in Yan Guogong's eyes. Even if he was injured, his ability to react was pretty good. If he goes to a more dangerous battlefield in the future, he won't be unaware of being touched by his neck.
"Today is the Laba Festival. You don't go to accompany your rouge tiger, but come all the way to see her enemy. Are you not afraid that she will make the Duke's mansion restless?" Yan Zhaolie fiddled with the small jade bottle, talking a little playfully, still There are some deeper meanings.
Duke Yan only regarded his son as resentful, and glanced at him, "You don't want this tooth anymore?"
Yan Zhaolie grinned a mouthful of white teeth, very shiny, "I said Father is not very cruel, at least it is your son, just shot an arrow in the buttocks, you want to pull out my teeth?"
"You can try speaking out loud." Duke Yan didn't show any mercy.
Yan Zhaolie rolled his eyes, he suddenly thought of something, his twinkling phoenix eyes curled up, and he asked maliciously, "Old man, I have a question for you. Since you are so cruel to your son, what if If someone close to you betrayed you, what would you do?"
"What would you do if you encountered the same problem?" His father asked back.
There was an impassioned and vigorous voice of Jin Ge outside the tent, Yan Zhaolie thought for a moment before saying, "I will imprison her and do the worst things to her."
"What is the worst thing?" Yan Guogong glanced at the swords and swords in the tent, and walked a few steps casually.
Yan Zhaolie instantly thought of the scene of pushing someone onto the desk, with red begonia flowers embroidered on her bellyband, he turned his face away uncomfortably, "Anyway, it's the worst thing people can imagine. He realized that he was being led by the nose by this old official, and said angrily, "I'm asking you now!"
After speaking, he was hit on the head by a small marble.
Yan Guogong was holding a small red box in his hand, which contained twelve little pigs with different postures, and one of them fell on his forehead.
"Hey, I'm now a wounded—"
Seeing the box of things, Yan Zhaolie yelled out of confidence.
"It's very expensive, don't throw it away."
When Duke Yan heard the words, he picked up one end of his fingers and threw it over, like a goddess scattering flowers.
Yan Zhaolie took it in a hurry, and after a while, the pain in his buttocks wrapped in white cloth became worse.
He circled the thirteen little golden pigs into his arms lovingly, and complained to his father, "Are you here to visit the sick, or are you here to take my life?"
Yan Guogong looked indifferent, "What do you think?"
Yan Zhaolie snorted and said, "You haven't answered my question yet, in case you..."
"It's nothing in case." Yan Guogong's tone was as calm as ever, with almost no ups and downs, "My father will not let him have a chance to survive if he fails the person that my father trusts."
There was a moment of silence in the room.
"Have you ever heard of bone drunk?" Yan Guogong said again.
Yan Zhaolie immediately expressed dissatisfaction, "Don't treat me like a child, of course I know what it means, isn't it just praising a beauty, saying that her body is soft and intoxicating?"
Yan Guogong said calmly, "This is still a form of punishment. It is fine to shred the limbs, cut them, hammer them, or break them directly. Only the torso is left, put it in a wine tank, and then slowly Pour in delicious fermented rice." A faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a bloody smell, "Let his bones, tendons, and flesh be perfectly infused with the mellow aroma of wine, making him soft and intoxicating. You see, father is right He's still kind."
You can't live, you can't die.
Yan Zhaolie's throat tightened for a while.
"Why, you found out that someone betrayed you as your father?"
Yan Guogong turned around and asked, his gaze was like the edge of a blood-quenching sword.