In Yuan Qiu's mind, he pictured Zhu Yan half-kneeling on the ground in gorgeous clothes, giving artificial respiration to an old man with a dark and wrinkled face. trembling.
Xing Ying and Xing Fang, who were a few feet away, looked at the people nestling together in the pavilion, as sweet and happy as a couple of gods, and they really envied others.
Xing Fang saw the strange color on Xing Ying's face and couldn't help teasing: "Cousin, seeing how loving the prince and Miss Xia are, do you want to find a girl too? Are you attracted to her?"
Xing Ying blushed, glared at Xing Fang sideways, and said displeasedly: "You little girl, what do you know about spring love? Girls, don't talk so carelessly. Do you want to get married in the future?"
Xing Fang chuckled. Under the moonlight, her eyes were exceptionally clear. She raised her delicate little face slightly, revealing her white teeth. There was an unspeakable emotion in her eyes.
"You said I'm just a little girl, why should I be anxious!" She blinked at him, but he turned his face away and looked away. I don't know if it was intentional, or he didn't want to look at her more.
Although Xing Fang is not very old, she is still old enough to discuss marriage. She is as old as Xia Yuanqiu. Even Xia Yuanqiu is about to marry Princess Jing. Why can't she find a suitable husband to marry
I just don’t know who will be Xing Fang’s ideal husband in the future? Thinking of this, Xing Ying's chest suddenly felt a little clogged, and she said in a low voice: "With your temper, whoever marries you will be unlucky!"
Xing Fang pouted and hummed: "I don't want you to marry me, so why are you so worried?"
Xing Ying suppressed her voice and said: "Why can't I worry? After all, I'm your brother too!"
Xing Fang's face became even more ugly: "I have a real brother, so I don't need a fake like you?"
Xing Ying was also angry, glared at Xing Fang with a dark face, turned and walked away.
Xing Fang wanted to catch up, but finally held back. As soon as she said those words, she regretted them, but they were just words, and it was like pouring water over water.
Xing Ying was most afraid of others saying anything about his life experience, but she was so arrogant about it. No wonder he was angry.
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The next morning, when people in Xipo Village saw the carriage in front of the Xia Mansion, they realized that someone was coming from the Xia Mansion, and they stood and watched from a distance curiously.
Especially Aunt Liu's family and Xia Tieniu's family stared at it with wide eyes, fearing that they would miss the scene even for a moment.
Not long after this house was burned down last year, a group of people came to rebuild it, and even occupied all the nearby land. The mayor also went to ask questions, and even reported the matter to the town's main office. The people sent a messenger to come and ask, but they didn’t know what they muttered, but they left without saying anything. Moreover, there were often overseers in gorgeous clothes coming to inspect, and the people in the village didn’t even dare to ask, and they didn’t know what it was. People spend such a huge amount of money to build a house in Xipo Village, and they dare to arbitrarily occupy the land without anyone dare to take care of it.
Under the expectation of everyone, the door of Xia Mansion opened leisurely. First, two tall young men in dark blue clothes walked out of the house. They stood on the left and right outside the door like two door gods, with their left hand behind their back and their right hand. Holding the long sword tightly on his waist, his expression was cold, and he had a strong aura of slashing anyone who dared to act recklessly.
Immediately afterwards, a man and a woman came out side by side. The man was dressed in brocade embroidered with gold thread and dark patterns, a jade belt around his waist, and a gold crown inlaid in his hair. His brows were as handsome as the bright moon, and his noble temperament contained a hint of domineering. Wherever the light reaches, it is not angry but powerful.