Xue Ping looked at her and saw that she was crying like tears, but she was still very stubborn, but let go.
The tone has also softened a lot, and he chuckles: "Okay, okay, I was just joking with you, why should I be so angry?" Gradually loosened the strength of her hand and saw that she did not escape, Xue Ping said Completely let go, and said seriously, "My mother asked my aunt to propose marriage to the princess and empress and wants you to marry me, but I don't know if you want to?"
Zhao Xian suddenly lowered her head, and her son secretly smiled for a while, but when she raised her head, she wrinkled her face again.
"I don't want it. You like my second wife, so I don't want to marry you." Zhao Xian held the handle, leaned to one side, and said idly.
"Who told you this?" Xue Ping took a step closer.
Seeing him pressing down again, Zhao Xian pushed him vigorously, angrily: "Who do you care about telling me? Anyway, someone told me, and this is also a very true thing." Zhao Xian was sad. Sour, with a small mouth, "You grew up together as a childhood sweetheart, and you have always wanted to marry her as a wife since you were young. Later, when I saw that my second brother was better than you, they became a kiss again. You There is no way, so I am willing to give up. Huh, last time I hurried to Wangcheng, I was afraid I wanted to see my second wife? Yes, that was the time you wronged me. I was a horse thief. Xue San, all men in the world died. I will never marry you."
After that, he kicked him hard, and Zhao Xian covered her face and started running.
Xue Ping stopped her and said: "I don't deny that I once really liked cousin Wan, but since she married your second brother, I have long since broken off that thought. Nowadays, I only think of her as a real sister. I can assure you of this."
"Do you dare to have other thoughts? It's all like this. If you dare to have other thoughts, be careful that my second brother interrupts your legs!" Zhao Xian wiped her face, put her face away, and exclaimed, "You just like it. Second sister-in-law, I know that when you were in Wangcheng last time, you saw that Sister Shuer looked a little like your second sister-in-law, so you looked at her twice."
"Looking more is because of curiosity, Xian'er, don't think about it." Xue Ping said seriously, "I really want to marry you as a wife, and I really want to love you and spoil you, you really hate you so much. I?"
Zhao Xian just didn't like to pay attention to him, turned around and left, thinking that he would still come to pull himself.
After walking a few steps, seeing that he didn't come to pull himself again, he felt more aggrieved, turned his head and glared at him, and ran away.
Xue Pingjing was stunned in the same place, only feeling a little confused. Looking at the slender figure that was running farther and farther, he thought about it, and then he caught up.
After the two of them had left, Wang Shu, who was hiding quietly, walked out slowly, and then silently stared at Xue Ping's back. She didn't look back until the tall figure completely disappeared from her sight. I remembered what happened that night again. She had just arrived in Wangcheng that day, and Sanye Xue first reprimanded Zhao Xian, and then gave her medicine.
Although she is not very smart, she is very sensitive. There are some things that the authorities are obsessed with, but she, a bystander, sees it clearly.
My sister wanted her to marry Wu Daoyou, but Wu Daoyou not only didn't look at her straightly, but that person himself didn't seem to be a gentleman. I wanted to help my sister and brother-in-law, so I listened to what my sister said. But now, she looked at Xue Sanye much more affectionate and righteous than Wu Daoyou.
Moreover, to tell the truth, the soldiers in the Xue family should be no less than those in the Wu family...
Wang Shu wondered in his heart as he walked back, and he was able to return to his own room, but he still looked a little lost in his soul. Some things, rather than waiting for my sister to help me plan, it is better to start early. Sitting at the desk in front of the window, Wang Shu quietly looked out the window, his head kept spinning, and his bare hands kept twisting the corners of his clothes.