Chapter 160: Asking for a marriage is equal to tearing it down
In the afternoon at the mansion, "Can you be more serious? The more you practice, the more ugly it becomes. The arch bridge will collapse on you." Huang Fengmo slapped Yan Ruocheng's sunken belly with a long ruler and vomited.
said.
"I'm very serious, I've been practicing for a long time. I'm almost out of strength with my body straight like this!" After Yan Ruocheng finished speaking, she simply lay down on the ground to rest. Even if he refused, she didn't want to practice anymore.
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"You have only practiced half a stick of incense and you are saying that you have no strength. Where has your wrist strength for pounding medicine gone? Have a cup of tea and take a rest." Huang Fengmo poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.
"It's a trivial matter. I have no interest in dancing, so I was forced to practice. I have no enthusiasm whatsoever, so how can I have the motivation to persevere to the end? So, Your Highness, please spare me, and find someone else to replace you. Number of people
If it's not enough, just find a male guard to act as a dancer, it will be quite innovative." Yan Ruocheng gave him nonsense advice while drinking tea.
"Hehe, you are always thinking about strange things in your mind. If you really act like this, maybe I will be arrested by the Holy Spirit for questioning. If you are tired, just practice here today and stay with me.
Let's go out for a walk around the city before having dinner." Huang Fengmo shook his head and said.
"Okay, I'm so tired that my limbs are weak. Where are you going to go for a stroll in the city? Apart from the hot springs, there isn't much to see or do in the city." Yan Ruocheng immediately became energetic, climbed up and walked over to him.
Next to him, the obedient man patted his shoulders for him.
"Besides the hot springs, there are other places, such as the Peach Blossom Temple in the north of the city. Let me take you to see the Flower Fairy." Huang Fengmo said with a smile.
"Flower Fairy? She's a magic stick, right?" Yan Ruocheng has always disbelieved in people like these holy aunts and saints. They talk about gods and Buddhas with a little bit of wisdom to deceive the public, and they are destined to come and go and have good luck.
"Whether she's a magic stick or not, let's go and see how she deceives people." Huang Fengmo said nonchalantly.
So, the two of them set out on horseback from the mansion to visit the Peach Blossom Temple in the north of the city. Before setting off, Yan Ruocheng thought that Huang Chenling was in the wing and was being pestered by the princess, so she followed Huang Fengmo out without saying anything to him.
As for Naxiao, who was still unconscious in the grass, she seemed to have forgotten about it.
In the Hongyan Building, when Yan Yiyan came back from finishing his work, he still didn't see Huang Chenling coming out of Chun's wing. That's when he began to feel something was wrong and pushed the door open directly.
"Uh? This?" He was stunned!
Huang Chenling was tied to the big bed with strips of red cloth, while Chun pointed at Huang Chenling's body parts with a small fan and explained to Wang Xiulin. Wang Xiulin listened with great interest. The two of them completely ignored Yan Yiyan's entry.
"Princess? Why are you here?" Yan Yiyan saw that Wang Xiulin was also here, and probably knew his identity, so he asked directly with his mask off.
"Eh? Yiyan, it turns out you were the one who picked up Brother Chenling!" Wang Xiulin turned to look at him and said.
"Princess, what are you doing? The second prince is worth a thousand dollars. What if he wakes up and finds out that he is being treated like this by you?" Yan Yiyan came over to persuade. He was beside Huang Guiyuan.
The waiter also knew how unruly and willful Wang Xiulin was, but he didn't expect it to be so absurd.
"What are you afraid of? Sister Chun's drug addiction is very powerful. Brother Chenling is still as unconscious as a pig. When he wakes up, I will take him back to the mansion and I won't even know." Wang Xiulin shook his head.
Throw your hands away and talk leisurely.
"Chun! It must be you who came up with the evil idea again. Even the second prince dared to do it." Yan Yiyan couldn't resist Wang Xiulin and turned to scold Chunlai.
"I didn't touch him, I just hung him up to watch. Why are you nervous? Princess Yatou won't pursue it anymore." Chun took a puff of cigarette, walked beside him, puffed out a bunch of cigarettes, and said softly.
"Yes." Wang Xiulin nodded and echoed Chun's words.
"Here, come out here!" Yan Yiyan didn't know what to say at the moment, so he directly dragged Chun's hand and walked out of the wing.
He took Chun to another more secluded room, pushed her down on the table, and said straight to the point: "You have gone too far. He is the second prince, not an ordinary young man who you can play with in the palm of your hand. Don't do it any more."
Play against him. I know what you are planning."
"You know what my plan is, if you can't see it, kill me with one knife. Continue to be your lackey of the royal family." She sat on the table and said without changing her expression.
"The person you are seeking revenge on is the current Holy Emperor. Don't hurt the second prince. He is not a villain." Yan Yiyan said seriously.
"Hmph, the offspring of a double-dealing villain are not evil people, they are only capable of misdeeds. What's the difference? Leader, are you interested in me? That's why you're so nervous about me. If so, I can satisfy you tonight.
"Yes." Chun smiled evilly and stretched out her foot to hook his thigh.
Yan Yiyan held up her ankle with one hand, slid his hand to her thigh and got close to her. He supported the edge of the table with his other arm, pressed his chest against hers and leaned back, saying softly: "If you are like this
Come and seduce me, and I can satisfy you, but you can't satisfy me."
"Tsk! You sound like you are not a stinky man, and you are just a stinky man. Why are you pretending?" Chun showed contempt in his eyes, took a puff of cigarette, and said disgustedly.
Yan Yiyan took her wrist holding the pipe, forcibly twisted her wrist, smoked the pipe, blew the smoke on her face, and said, "You think I'm faking, then I
I’ll just show it to you.”
After saying that, he let go of her hand, turned around and left.
Chun stared at his leaving figure, continuing to smoke cigarettes without interest, but with contemptuous eyes, she became slightly softer towards him.
In the Peach Blossom Temple, not many people came in to offer incense. The temple was empty, with only a few bare peach blossom trees. It was probably out of season.
"Wow, it's such a deserted temple, Your Highness. Fortunately, it's deserted enough here. There aren't even any ghosts here. You're not afraid of someone walking by blindly and bumping into you. Your foot has just healed itself, so you can't be stepped on.
." Yan Ruozhen said jokingly, and slowly supported Huang Fengmo as he walked.
"Hahaha... stop telling jokes. Along the way, you just told jokes and made me laugh non-stop." Huang Fengmo was very happy to be amused by her.
They went into the temple and each asked for a marriage lottery. Huang Fengmo was very lucky and got the upper lottery as soon as he asked for it. On the contrary, Yan Ruocheng, who was unlucky, only asked for the lower lottery.
She didn't believe in evil, so she repeated her request dozens of times, but always signed it.
Huang Fengmo handed her his signature, touched her head, and said softly: "Take mine. Don't beg. I'm asking for a signature. You may believe it or not, just let it go."
"Your Highness, aren't you afraid that your marriage will be hindered if you give it to a villain?" Yan Ruocheng said unintentionally.
"You've been blocked for a long time, haven't you still fallen in love with me?" Huang Fengmo said openly.
"Hehe, your highness, your marriage is not with a villain at all. The villain can at best serve as your rotten love, and the very rotten kind. Just stay away from the villain." Yan Ruocheng happily took a few steps back and casually
He tore the signature paper into pieces, faced the peach blossom tree, and blew the shredded paper in his hand over. The shredded paper was fluttering in the breeze under the peach blossom tree.
Huang Fengmo walked up behind her, put his hands on her shoulders, hugged her and said, "But I particularly like rotten peach blossoms like you. You are so naughty!"
Such a warm atmosphere was interrupted for a moment by the growling sound from Yan Ruocheng's stomach.
"Your Highness, where are we going to have dinner? I'm a little hungry."
"Let's call that one Hongyanlou. There are singing and dancing, and you can also drink and dine."
"Red Smoke Building?" Yan Ruocheng couldn't quite remember the name of the Red Building that she had been to before. She suspected that she had been there before, but was not sure.
"The look on your face tells me that you seem to have been there before?" Huang Fengmo asked with some confusion when he saw her hesitate.
"No." She thought for a while. It couldn't be such a coincidence. The people who opened the red shop in the city didn't know which one was there, so don't bother thinking about it.
"Let's go, I guess there's some good wine there."
"OK, all right."
When they wanted to leave, an old woman with a broom came over angrily and said, "Who tore the signature paper into pieces like this and scattered them around the peach blossom tree!"
"Old lady, don't be angry. These shredded papers will be absorbed by the soil and used as nutrients, so they won't be a problem." Yan Ruocheng explained in the past.
"That's what you threw away, girl!" the old woman said with eyes wide open.
"Well, I did throw it away. How about I clean it up? Don't be angry, old lady." Yan Ruocheng scratched his head and said awkwardly.
"Then you clean it up." The old woman extended the broom to her without any courtesy.
"Cough!" Huang Fengmo coughed lightly, and the guard wisely went over and grabbed the broom, and consciously walked over and started sweeping.
"Old lady, let my guards stay and clean instead of her. Is this okay?" Huang Fengmo took Yan Ruocheng's hand and said domineeringly.
Yan Ruocheng felt even more embarrassed, feeling that he was relying on the support of rich people to bully others.
"It's okay, but it must be cleaned so that there isn't even a scrap of paper left. Those peach blossom trees were planted by the temple owner herself. She especially doesn't like the land being unclean. Come here occasionally to have a look. If you don't do it,
It's clean, if she sees the shredded paper, she will blame the old maid." The old woman said displeasedly.
"Old lady, you can rest assured, my guards will clean it up. If it can't be cleaned up, I'll let him eat it." Huang Fengmo said easily. The guard over there who was unlucky enough to sweep the floor in Yan Ruocheng's place, listened to his forehead
A drop of sweat breaks out.
Yan Ruozhi held her forehead and said, "Old lady, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for causing trouble to you by throwing scraps of paper around due to itchy hands. Let's clean up before leaving, don't worry."
After she finished speaking, she took the initiative to help the guard who was sweeping the floor and picked up some paper scraps that could not be swept away.
"Old lady, is this temple owner a local?" Huang Fengmo asked garrulously when he was idle. He was careful and found that the orderly layout here did not look like the layout in the city.
"The temple owner is not a local, but he is very rich. Even if no one worships in this temple, there is still enough oil fragrance." The old woman said lightly.
"Actually, the environment here is pretty good. I'm curious why no one comes here?" Huang Fengmo opened the folding fan in his hand, fanned himself a bit, and asked curiously.
"Because this place is famous. Anyone who comes here to ask for a fortune will be separated from their sweetheart. They will never fail." The old woman said without hesitation.
"..." Huang Fengmo paused for a moment and asked, "Isn't this temple for helping people seek marriage? How could it be involved in separation?"
"Who said this temple is for marriage? The temple owner built this temple to protect women from heartless men and to pray for the men in the world who have betrayed their loved ones to get the retribution they deserve. In fact, your little girl randomly signed the lottery
The paper was torn off, which saved her marriage by accident," the old woman explained.
After hearing this, Huang Fengmo felt that he was too speechless. It was better not to tell Yan Ruocheng about this matter.
Yan Ruocheng swept under the tree, apologized to the old woman, and left with Huang Fengmo.
Taking a carriage to the Red Smoke Building he mentioned, it was indeed the one she had been to before.
It's just that last time we entered through the back door, this time we entered through the front door. There was a large stage in the center where dancers were performing, and the sound of singing and dancing was particularly clear and loud.
Huang Fengmo asked the shopkeeper for the best VIP table and sat on the second floor.
Yan Ruocheng was a little anxious, so she explained to him and ran to find the toilet.
She asked the waiter at the store, who pointed to the end of the corridor and then turned the corner.
When she turned a corner, she kicked a sachet. She could recognize this sachet even after turning from ashes. It was made by her for Huang Chenling. The handiwork was ugly and it contained some herbs for external application so that she could use it at any time.
Huh? The sachet is here? Then Huang Chenling is here too.
She looked up at the wing upstairs and guessed that he must have come to find those assassin organizations again. She didn't know what plan he was preparing this time. Wouldn't he continue to assassinate Na Xiao? Could it be that what he told her last time
They were all lying to her.
Thinking of this, she shook her head and planned to go up to the wing to inquire about it after going to the toilet.
Every room on the third floor was quiet, and there was no one in the corridor. She was the only one.
It's strange, how could there be no one there?
When she walked to the wing where she met the woman named Wanzi Qianhong last time, there was a low moan coming from inside, which seemed to be coming from some discomfort, intermittently.
As a doctor, she sensed that there must be a patient inside.
Out of curiosity, she opened the door and went in to take a look.
Chun hugged his belly and curled up beside the bed in pain, and some tobacco fell to the ground.
Yan Ruozhen recognized her as the woman from last time, went over to help her up, and asked, "How are you? Where do you feel the pain?"
Chun opened her eyes slightly and was a little surprised to see it was her. Then she asked: "Are you here to see your second prince? Hiss..." Before she could finish speaking, she pressed her stomach, which hurt.