I have to say that Zhang Yunting’s proposal is indeed heart-warming. Zhan Feiyu knew that even if he was protected by his teacher, as the saying goes, the king wanted his minister to die, and the minister had to die. The imperial power was greater than the heavens. Once the emperor had the idea of marrying, the teacher would also
Powerless.
Looking up at Zhang Yunting, who was full of sincerity on Junya's face, Zhan Feiyu suddenly laughed, "Young Master Zhang's words are too distorted, I'm sorry I can't agree, so I'll say goodbye."
Zhang Yunting looked at the little girl who was leaving so lightly. After a while of silence, he couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth. The light in his deep eyes gave birth to a sure-lose light.
"It's worthy of being the only disciple of Mr. Gu, it's really interesting." Zhang Yunting murmured to himself, and stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back, thinking deeply.
He originally wanted to use Zhan Feiyu's name to get in touch with Master Gu and the Dragon Guard to gain a relationship in order to gain the upper hand in this turbulent and turbulent situation. After all, Zhang's mansion has long since left the court, and the news is too late
, Following the Dragon's skill can make the Zhang Mansion soar into the sky, but it is really dangerous.
Zhang Yunting wanted to find out the news from the Forbidden Dragon Guard and even figured out the holy intention, but he didn't expect Zhan Feiyu to refuse. Does she really plan to marry the prince and grandson with such an identity?
After leaving the gate of Zhang Mansion and looking at the carriage parked on the right, Zhan Feiyu couldn't help but look back, "A Nuan, Princess Zhaoyue didn't send anyone to stop him?"
Even if he valued Zhang Yunting's grandson, the real decision of the Zhang family was Princess Zhaoyue. She refused the marriage and parted with Zhang Yunting. Logically speaking, Princess Zhaoyue would definitely take action.
He Nuan looked at the figure flashing through the darkness. Is it Chongguang? So is Qi Ye coming?
Zhan Feiyu walked straight to the carriage. When he saw the person sitting in the carriage, he couldn't care about He Nuan's answer. His happy smile instantly covered his eyes, but the name he gave was a bit weird.
, "Conductor."
Yin Wuyan casually put the book on the short table, stretched out his right hand, "Come on."
"As for the order." Grinning, Zhan Feiyu didn't notice that when he put his hand on, the owner of the hand had a dim look in an instant.
With the strength of Zhan Feiyu, he got on the carriage and directly hit Yin Wuyan and sat down, "Did the big brother come to pick me up?"
During the period before and after the New Year, Yin Wuyan was so busy that he almost disappeared. Even on New Year's Eve, he stayed in the palace. Although Zhan Feiyu also lived in Huaishu Lane, he could not see Yin Wuyan for seven or eight days.
"There's nothing in the palace." A low voice sounded, Yin Wuyan looked sideways at the little girl who was only tall at her shoulders. The expression of Zhang Yunting looking at Zhan Feiyu again appeared in his mind. At this moment, the phoenix eyes were filled with cold killing intentions.
Flashed.
He got up and poured two cups of tea. Zhan Feiyu handed him a cup to Yin Wuyan. He held a cup himself and chattered about the Zhang Mansion.
"I'm now a hot commodity, and even the Seventh Princess wants to tie me up to the Marquis of Wu'an." After drinking half a cup of tea, Zhan Feiyu shook his head helplessly, "I'm lucky I live in Huaishu Lane,
Otherwise, they might be nailed in the coffin and married..."
Yin Wuyan was already in a bad mood, and at this moment, he could not help but look down when he heard Zhan Feiyu's nonsense.
Uh... Zhan Feiyu paused, looked at Yin Wuyan's cold face covering Han Shuang, and bowed his head to drink tea with guilt. It was really a disaster, but the eldest brother's calm face was too scary.
"You don't have to worry about marriage, I and Mr. Gu will decide for you." Yin Wuyan curled a creepy sneer on his thin lips. Zhang Yunting was just good at scrutinizing people's hearts, so he wanted to use this to plot against his little girl.
act recklessly.
He suddenly raised his head, Zhan Feiyu stared at Yin Wuyan with his eyes wide open. No wonder he was unobstructed when he left Zhang's mansion. The eldest brother was actually in the Zhang's mansion and heard his conversation with Zhang Yunting.
Yin Wuyan's eyes moved slightly down at his white and tender face, his black and lively eyes were still clean and transparent, but his chubby cheeks disappeared with the age of age, because he was surprised and opened his cherry lips slightly.
The snow-white teeth were obviously a big girl who was about to get married, but her appearance still showed a bit of childishness.
Facing Yin Wuyan's bottomless phoenix eyes, Zhan Feiyu was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses, and tilted his head in a pretty way, "I'm not worried about this. Even if it's hard to disobey the holy will, I can go to the temple.
Stay in for a few years.”
Compared to Zhang Yunting's proposal to get married, Zhan Feiyu would rather go to the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, and just think that it was to cultivate one's own character. When the situation is clear and the new king ascends the throne, he will be free.
If it really doesn't work, you can also have a fake death. No matter which choice, it is better than getting married to Zhang Yunting. The water in the back house is too deep.
When Zhan Feiyu thought of the palace fighting novels he read in his previous life, his hair stood up. Those poisoning methods were simply unpredictable.
Yin Wuyan looked at Zhan Feiyu speechlessly, and couldn't help but rub her head twice. He successfully looked at the little girl's furious appearance, and his gloomy mood suddenly soothed.
"Big brother, I won't grow tall if you do this!" Zhan Feiyu grabbed Yin Wuyan's chaotic right hand and stared at him in anger. Although there is no basis for the statement that he can't grow taller if he rubs his head, he might be true?
When I thought of myself as a short person, I looked at Yin Wuyan, who could still see her tall figure sitting in the carriage, Zhan Feiyu widened his eyes with envy and jealousy, wishing he could bite someone to vent his anger, "Big brother, you are full."