"Tianxiang, the hall master, the hall master said that he wants to get married! The prince is really the savior of Chang Zhu!"

Withdrawing her luck, Mu Hongxue knelt on one knee in front of Mo Yuzhuang and listened carefully.

"Brother, the scattered blood energy in the hall seems to be condensing and forming, and the Fire Returning Pill is working. Great!"

Mu Tianxiang exerted too much force and her body fell limply on the table.

"Haha, the prince's words about 'getting married' must have worked."[

Mu Hongxue saw Mo Yuzhuang's pale face turning slightly red, and finally let go of her hanging heart.

"Okay, get married? Hongxue, I seem to hear Yan'er saying that she wants to marry me into the house and accept me as her husband, is that so?"

When she regained consciousness, Mo Yuzhuang felt like she was floating in the air and then fell down. When she looked at Mu Hongxue's face, it was not quite real.

"Master, let Hongxue help you go to the window and listen!"

"Um?"

Leaning half of her body on Mu Hongxue's shoulder, Mo Yuzhuang was shocked when she walked to the window and looked down.

Under the window sill, the entire street from east to west was crowded with dark crowds. There were men, women, those who came to the Beauty Building to have fun and dress up, and ordinary people who were following the rules. Each of them followed the wooden platform.

The figure raised her arms and shouted two words, "Get married!"

"Haha, is it Yan'er who came up with it? Hongxue, if, if, you met a woman who treats you like this, wouldn't you be moved?"

The corners of her lips were raised, and her eyes were filled with soft water. Mo Yu's beautiful face with a blush of make-up appeared at the window, and she gave Leng Yuhan a beautiful smile. She was as charming as a poisonous person, addicted to bones and souls, and charming.

Like an epiphyllum blooming in the middle of the night, with the coolness of the night and the cold beauty of pure white, it is so beautiful that it captivates everyone in the blink of an eye.

This is the true meaning of 'beautiful woman with graceful silhouette, extremely independent appearance, jealous of heaven with a smile, overwhelming country and city.'

Everyone in the street was amazed. They never expected that the beauty that Mr. Huang pursued with such painstaking efforts was actually a man more beautiful than a fairy! Well deserved, well deserved!

"Yuzhuang, Yuzhuang?"

Seeing Mo Yuzhuang smiling at him, Leng Yuhan happily waved to Mo Yuzhuang on the wooden platform, forgetting that he should send someone to inform Bai Mu, who was waiting at the eaves of the third floor with a bucket of water.

Three.

This is the follow-up plan that Leng Yuhan personally made for himself. Leng Yuhan had made an agreement with Bai Musan before. If Mo Yuzhuang came out after hearing the song, Leng Yuhan would smash the pipa to pieces. If Mo Yuzhuang came out to meet her, Leng Yuhan would break it.

Before Zhuang showed up, Bai Musan poured the entire bucket of water on Leng Yuhan, so that Leng Yuhan could use the cruel trick to arouse Mo Yuzhuang's sympathy.

This was a seamless and good plan! The problem was that Leng Yuhan was so taken away by Mo Yuzhuang's priceless smile that he couldn't even remember the secret code of breaking the pipa.

As a result, just when Leng Yuhan was in the highest mood, Bai Musan picked up the bucket and poured it down hard, causing the river to burst with water!

The entire bucket of cold water was poured onto Leng Yuhan's body. From his hair to the soles of his feet, nothing fell down. The water was not wasted at all, and Leng Yuhan was poured thoroughly.

"Yan'er!"

"Yan'er!"[

Looking at the scene of Leng Yuhan being splashed with water, Mo Yuzhuang and Ran Qingchen, who both opened the window and listened to Leng Yuhan's singing, exclaimed in surprise.

What was supposed to be a heartfelt marriage proposal scene ended in a farce with Leng Yuhan being poured a bucket of cold water on him. Leng Yuhan still sadly remembered his misery until ten days later when he married Mo Yuzhuang and Ran Qingchen.

It’s very annoying in my heart!

"Ah! It's so cold~"

After drinking all the ginger and jujube water, Leng Yuhan put on clean clothes, wrapped herself in a quilt and nestled into Mo Yuzhuang's arms to keep warm.

"Yan'er, do you really want to marry me?"

The double quilt wrapped Leng Yuhan tightly, Mo Yuzhuang hugged Leng Yuhan and asked uneasily.

"Of course! With so many pairs of eyes as witnesses, can I fool you?"

"What if? Well, how should I put it? What if Yuzhuang is no longer a man? Will Yan'er still marry Yuzhuang?"

"Not a man? You are not a woman. Why won't I marry you? Even if you become a woman, I will still marry you! Hehe!"

A little head popped out of the quilt. Leng Yuhan got out of the quilt and lay on Mo Yuzhuang's body. He found that Mo Yuzhuang became a little strange!

Now Mo Yuzhuang doesn't seem to like getting close to him. Even if he gets closer occasionally, Leng Yuhan can always feel that Mo Yuzhuang has a potential alienation from him. Why does he resist? Leng Yuhan just lay down.

When she touched Mo Yuzhuang's body, she felt that Mo Yuzhuang's body suddenly stiffened. It was not the kind of stiffness that men and women like, but the kind of discomfort that is trying to resist disgust.

"It's not what Yan'er understands, is it that kind of thing? Yuzhuang means, if, if Yuzhuang----"

The handsome face was extremely shy, and Mo Yuzhuang was expressing in a squeaky voice what she wanted to say in her heart but could not say it out when it came to her mouth.

"Stop it! No matter what happens to Yuzhuang, I will marry you! Marry you unconditionally! Okay?"

Soft lips kissed Mo Yuzhuang's collarbone, and Leng Yuhan's hands slowly slid towards Mo Yuzhuang's body.

"Yan, Yan'er! I, I'm not feeling well today! I want to sleep alone!"

Pushing Leng Yuhan away, he stood up and fell down. Mo Yuzhuang stood at the landing and looked at Leng Yuhan sitting awkwardly on the landing, looking hesitant and uneasy. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes. After saying this, he wore the clothes to sleep without looking back.

Xiaoyi ran to the sloping platform in the outer hall and lay down.

Why, why is it wrong to say uncomfortable again? Why do you always reject yourself? Leng Yuhan covered his face and got back under the quilt in shame, not wanting to go out to see anyone again.

Leng Yuhan felt that there was no one more miserable than herself in the world. Was she too eager? Or was she too hungry? She was coldly rejected by Mo Yuzhuang four times in six days?

"Mo Yuzhuang, just wait, I don't believe you won't let me touch you when we get married!!! Ah~"
Chapter completed!