"In the future, his future will be great." Pang Yi said with emotion.
"How do you say that?" Kong Wenmin didn't understand, "How can he have a bright future like a fledgling young man?"
"He's not just stunned," Pang Yi shook his head, changed the subject, sized Kong Wenmin up and down, and frowned, "Why did you go back to Ninggu Pagoda without tiring you? Seeing that you are more energetic than before?"
Kong Wenmin and Chen Qingxuan set off from Ninggu Pagoda to return to Beijing on the ninth day of the first day. They did not delay the arrival of the capital last night, and they both entered the palace today to get busy with business, so Pang Yi took a long time I didn't see Kong Wenmin anymore.
"Look at what you said, I... I'm always energetic." Kong Wenmin was startled, and then he laughed.
"Look at how excited you are, something good must have happened," Pang Yi sized up his expression, couldn't help laughing, and leaned closer to Kong Wenmin, and slapped him with the shoulder, "Hurry up Say, what good thing did you encounter? Could it be that you met a fairy?"
"Really," Kong Wenmin wanted to keep it secret, but in the end he couldn't help it. He smiled with his lips in his mouth, and under Pang Yi's pressure, he said in a low voice, "I'm telling you, I'm already married. "
"Are you married?" Pang Yi's eyes widened immediately, and then he pushed Kong Wenmin hard, and then whispered, "Kong Wenmin, have you drunk too much? Wen Jie is the one who is married, what kind of relative are you?" what?"
"Hey, you just want that kid Wenjie to get married, so you don't want me to get married?" Kong Wenmin chuckled, and wiped his green chin, as if he was reminiscing, and laughed again, "The eighth day of the eighth day That day, I also got married."
The corner of Pang Yi's mouth twitched: "...you stole Wen Jie's Miss Fang?"
"Get out!" Kong Wenmin was startled, then pushed Pang Yi away abruptly, and scolded with a smile, "If you dare to be careless again in the future, I won't let you go, I don't care if you agree or not, let's see how I deal with you !"
"Don't look at you as the commander of the imperial forest army. I really don't like your kung fu." Pang Yi was obviously not threatened, and while pulling Kong Wenmin out curiously, "tell me well, why don't you Just got married? What good deeds have you done this trip back to Ninggu Pagoda?"
"I can't say it now," Kong Wenmin looked embarrassed, pursed his lips, and said, "I have to discuss it with him. If he agrees, I can say it."
"Her? Who is she?" Pang Yi became even more curious, "A bride? Isn't it a good thing to get married? Why don't you let me tell you?"
"Anyway, he won't let me say it, so I just can't say it!" Kong Wenmin scratched his head irritably, and frowned at Pang Yi, "You are not allowed to ask any more! When did you learn how women gossip? ?”
"Obviously you said half of what you said, okay?!" Pang Yi stomped his feet angrily, glared at Kong Wenmin, and then smiled complacently, "It's okay if you don't tell me, I'll ask Qingxuan later, it's the same, Anyway, he must know everything, but I want to see the virtues of your little lady, who is such a shy woman that she is reluctant to let outsiders see her!"
When Kong Wenmin heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched suddenly: "You are not allowed to ask him!"
Pang Yi looked terrified: "I just asked, what can you do to me?"
"Ask, ask, he won't tell you anyway," Kong Wenmin wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Pang Yi shaking his head and tail, he didn't bother to say anything, so he turned around and strolled away slowly, talking about it. Humming and chirping casually, "One is silent, the other is disturbed, the other is deeply hypocritical, the body of a concubine is like cotton wool, the love of a man is like water, and the soul is broken, one says please, one is um..."
Pang Yi looked at him with such a dissolute appearance, couldn't help frowning, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that this kid is really married?"
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