"Brother, it's cloudy now..." Murong Xing looked puzzled, "Where does the weather come from?"
Hearing Si Ran's sneer, I gritted my teeth and stared at him fiercely, "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."
What I said successfully made Murong Xing shut up, and then I looked at Feng Yin. I put on a serious face and said, "Nephew, I want to call you uncle! Call me uncle, do you understand? A nephew calls uncle." How decent is the name taboo?"
"Uncle." Si Ran raised her eyebrows, and said a clear and elegant voice, I stiffened my back, turned my head to look at Si Ran who was still in a bad mood, and then slowly turned my head to face Feng Yin, with a look of deep pain.
"Actually, it's just a title, it doesn't matter, you can call me by my name..."
"Ziqing." Feng Yin hooked her lips, and the word Ziqing just came out of her mouth so naturally, I wrote down the lesson of this time - I can't bully Feng Yin when Si Ran is angry.
"Throwing a hydrangea to recruit a son-in-law seems very interesting." Si Ran was thinking, full of interest.
"Then why don't we go and have a look, Siran, anyway, there's still some time before the martial arts conference." I made a suggestion, dispelling the discomfort all over my body, and Murong Xing echoed with a loud voice, even with Feng Yin's eyes All tinged with curiosity.
After a while, Si Ran's pink lips curled up, she nodded lightly, agreeing, and then I, Si Ran, Feng Yin and Murong Xing followed the direction that everyone went at the beginning, and arrived in front of the colorful building outside Chen's residence.
I'm afraid that everyone in the county is here, and maybe there are people from neighboring counties. It can be described as a sea of people, so crowded that the veins on their foreheads can't stop jumping wildly, wishing to kick all the people next to them away. The rest of Si Ran waited for the scene with her lips curled up, as if she was out of it, not angry at all.
As the crowd cheered for a while, the girl in a bright red wedding dress with a hydrangea in her hands walked forward slowly. Seeing that the people downstairs seemed to be timid, she covered her face with one hand and turned around to hide in the arms of a woman. The people downstairs were joking again, and it took a while for the girl to stand upstairs, holding the hydrangea ball in her hand, and throwing it away as soon as she closed her eyes. I just saw her face clearly, and I was stunned at first, and then I slandered—what? She is as beautiful as a celestial being, she is all over the city and the country, she is just nonsense, she just has a pair of eyebrows, a pair of eyes, a nose and a mouth, it is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary!
Not as good as my thoughts!
"Siran, there's nothing to see, let's go." I said, with no interest.
Si Ran nodded in agreement, and when I turned around, something threw me at me. Before I could react, I raised my hand to block it, and swung it behind me. Only in the blink of an eye did I realize that Si Ran was still behind me...
With a low voice, following the amazement and disappointment of the crowd, I turned around and widened my eyes—that thing just now turned out to be a hydrangea, and Si Ran in front of me is holding the hydrangea and pressing her chest with one hand...
This... throwing a hydrangea to recruit a son-in-law... a hydrangea... recruiting a son-in-law...
"Siran, you... what should I do?!" I was flustered and couldn't make a sentence, so I stammered.
Without even thinking about it, Si Ran threw the hydrangea in her hand to the ground and raised her eyebrows: "What should I do?"
"Uh...that...ball, that hydrangea, what do you do when you catch it?"
"It was thrown by you." After a pause, he frowned, "I have no intention of picking it up, let's go."
As soon as she turned around, Si Ran was stopped by a servant in Chen's mansion, "Young master, the master has an invitation."
Although the words were respectful, they were irresistible in form, as evidenced by the fact that the way out of the Chen Mansion was completely blocked.
"Don't go, get out of the way." The lips parted slightly, and the words were cold.
Just when I was about to step forward, a sword was pointed at Si Ran, and the girl in pink put on a serious face, "Since you picked up the hydrangea ball, why did you leave? Could it be that you want to be a heartless person!"
"You're joking, I didn't pick up the hydrangea on purpose. Besides, I have never met the girl in the attic, so how can I say it out of my conscience?" Si Ran twitched her lips, and then said, "Besides , I already have my own heart, if I marry that girl, wouldn't it be a betrayal of his heart."
The girl holding the sword was silent, she nodded her head in agreement with Si Ran's statement, her almond eyes looked at Si Ran for a long time, and suddenly her eyes were full of ferocity: "You are... Feng Sixuan!!"
A flash of white light dazzled my eyes, the sharp sword in the girl's hand came out of its sheath, and the sword was glowing with cold light, those who were purely onlookers ran around like birds and beasts, for fear of hurting themselves, I hurried forward and blocked In front of Si Ran, "This girl has something to say, it's really not right to point a sword at someone when she comes here?"
"Hmph, is he going to marry me? It caused me to lose my freedom. I came to Jingguo specially to take his life to vent my anger! If you want to live, get out of the way." The girl Staring at Si Ran behind me, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.
"Tsk, who cares about marrying you? Isn't it all forced and helpless? Besides, Si Ran said that he already has his own heart. What's the matter if you are deaf?!" There was a mass of anger in my heart, and I said sharply To put it bluntly, the girl's face turned black and white, so wonderful.
"Ziqing..." Si Ran looked at me, hesitated to speak, I thought he was scared, turned around and said with a smile that it was all right.
"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" The girl snorted coldly and raised her sword towards her. I sneered and put the sword on her neck as if to block the sword.
"Brother Sixuan!" Feng Yin was pulled by Murong Xing's arm, opened her eyes wide, and looked behind me worriedly, I was startled, turned my head away, and my pupils shrank involuntarily.
"Let go of my master, or don't blame the sword in my hand for not having eyes." A man dressed as a servant appeared out of nowhere, held the sword on Si Ran's neck, and threatened in a female voice, which was really weird, but This threat is extremely effective.
I said meanly to myself, and my face darkened, "If you let Si Ran go, I will let your master go."
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Beyond Italy, green smoke billows from the top of the stove, penetrating the bones.
"Master, you can't! If you do this, you will lose your life!" It's unbelievable that the master who usually treats everything with a calm smile and loves her will lose his old smile because of a man. , disregarding his own life and death, and even disregarding her.
"Go down, don't disturb him." He opened his lips beside the bed, but his loving eyes were not directed at her.
"Master, why... why does he still like him without you in his heart? I love Master. Lian Er only has Master and no one else in her heart. Why do you want to save him? He is not worth what you do, Master! Master, you are sober , only I am worthy of being Master!" Tears welled up in her eyes, and her almond eyes stared fiercely at the person lying on the bed, wishing to cut him into pieces.