On the way back to the camp, Hu Shan'er laughed so hard that her flowers trembled, and said to Zhong Yaya: "Yaya, you used to have a higher level of vision. During daily training, many martial arts scholars, instructors and school captains paid attention to you, but no one caught your eye. Why?
So, I have always looked at you high. I didn’t expect that you would finally show your fox tail today and stare at His Highness King Yong, almost drooling. You are a complete nymphomaniac. But having said that, King Yong is both civil and military, and he can kill nine with one stone.
Yan’s hands are so handsome!”
Zhong Yaya did not refute, her eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and she said infatuatedly: "Prince Yong is so handsome, so handsome, suave and charming, that little lady will not be tempted? You should marry such a man when you marry!"
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Thinking of King Yong's soaring spirit today, Yang Yichan's heart flutters, like a clear sweet spring pouring into her heart; it is also like drinking pure wine, getting slightly tipsy, and it is indescribably happy and sweet.
In the midst of longing, a figure of unknown interest suddenly flashed into his mind. Yang Yichan became restless, whipped his riding whip, left everyone behind, and left.
On the second day of the military parade, it was time to rest. The martial artists who had worked hard for several days to prepare for the military parade slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up and washing up. Then they left the camp in twos and threes and went to the West Market to go shopping, and then there was a restaurant and a teahouse to enjoy the scene.
A rare vacation.
Yang Yichan got up early. According to the original plan, she should go back to the Bashu Guild Hall first, meet with Bai Fu, and then go to the polo shop in Dongshi to check the training situation of the horse racing horses.
But for some reason, Yang Yichan was reluctant to leave. After lingering for a long time, she saw that it was almost noon before she wandered out of the camp.
Arriving at the entrance of the Bashu Guild Hall, Yichan lingered at the door for a long time before entering the inn. Several familiar waiters greeted Yichan and mysteriously pointed to the wine shop in the inn.
Yichan followed the guidance and saw two people beside the stove busy frying and stewing. When Huang Zhen saw Yichan, he smiled and said, "Girl, you're back!" The other person quickly raised his head when he heard the sound, and smoked.
A bright smile appeared on Xun's face, and his teeth looked bright and white - actually white!
Huang Zhen said to Yang Yichan: "Girl, you are in for a treat today. Brother Fu has been learning cooking from me for two days, just to show you my skills today!" After that, he winked at Bai Fu.
Bai Fu smiled sheepishly and said: "Brother Zhen's specialty dishes are too difficult. I won't be able to learn them for a while. I'm going to learn a few simple home-cooked dishes first. You can try them and see if they suit your taste?"
Yang Yichan looked at Bai Fu's chef outfit and felt uncomfortable. She didn't know whether to be moved or angry. She forced a smile and found a quiet place to sit down, feeling uneasy.
On this day, by the Yang Mansion Bishui Lake.
"Mei Yang..." Bai Fu was at a loss.
Yang Yichan touched her chest with her left hand, and pointed at Bai Fu with her right hand. Her eyes were sharp, and she pressed towards Bai Fu step by step: "It's all you who forced me to this day. Do you consider my feelings? You cherish feathers, and for the sake of your career, you don't care about me.
feelings.”
"Yang sister, you misunderstood me. I left Chang'an this time because the place I went to was full of dangers." Bai Fu explained.
"Danger? Then why did you bring that Emei female disciple with you?" Yang Yichan said coldly.
"Junior sister Xuexuan is very skilled in martial arts and is an excellent helper."
"What you mean is that my martial arts skills are low and I am not worthy of you! I think you are deliberately not letting me go. Isn't it inconvenient for you to be here? It's a good excuse for you two to get to know each other!"
"Ms. Yang, what you say is just nonsense. The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes." Bai Fu was a little angry.
"If the two of you were framed, then why are you so angry? Did I tell you that you were cheating?" Yang Yichan suddenly raised her voice, her voice sharp.
"It's unreasonable!" Seeing Yang Yichan acting like this, Bai Fu's face darkened.
Yichan said: "Do you regret it? Do you regret that you fell in love with me? Do you really want to break up with me now?"
Bai Fuhuo rushed up and said angrily, "Yes, I really want to break up with you. I can't bear it anymore!"
Yichan's face changed, and his face was covered with frost. Every word, with a deep chill, he slowly said: "Okay, this is what you said! Let's break it up, don't regret it!"
Bai Fu snorted coldly: "Okay, don't regret it!" He slammed the door and walked out.
Seeing Bai Fu leave, Yang Yichan fell on the bed crying, thinking of something, put on a small dress and walked out of the room. After walking for a short time, she came to the back garden. Yichan walked in
Pavilion, thinking about his miserable life experience and resenting Bai Fu's bad temper, he began to sob softly again.
After crying for about a stick of incense, I heard faint footsteps.
"Miss Yang, is that you?" King Yong was walking in the garden. He heard a woman crying in the garden. He was curious. He walked over and saw that it was Yang Yichan. He hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"Ah? Is it His Royal Highness King Yong?" Yichan saw someone coming and quickly stopped crying.
"Why is Miss Yang sad? But why are Xiao Wang's men neglecting the girl?"
"Your Highness has nothing to do with it. It's me who disturbed His Highness Yong Wang." Yang Yichan raised her head with tears streaming down her face.
King Yong raised his eyes and looked over. Under the moonlight, he saw that the cicada was crying with pear blossoms in the rain, and there were two drops of tears hanging on his pretty pink face. I really felt pity for him. King Yong was busy with political affairs on weekdays, and he suddenly saw
The little daughter's posture made her heart feel soft, and two poems came out: "The lotus moon is closed by the lotus bridge, and the clear blue waves reflect the red sun."
"But it's okay, let's see if Xiao Wang can do anything for the girl?" King Yong walked into the pavilion, sat down opposite Yi Chan, and shook his folding fan.
"Oh, it's my fate..." Yichan told King Yong everything about the quarrel with Bai Fu. "Actually, his nature is not bad either. He just has a bad temper. He often loses his temper and gets angry for no reason.
Breaking things. Often breaking out of the door without listening to my explanations. He ignored me for a month and treated me coldly and violently..."
At this point, he couldn't go on and his tears fell like broken pearls... King Yong couldn't help but sigh: "Bai Fu, Bai Fu, why don't you cherish such a good girl." Infinite pride surged from King Yong's heart.
He put down the folding fan, walked slowly to Yichan, and gently hugged Yichan's shoulders.
Yichan didn't seem to notice anything strange, she just cried loudly, as if she wanted to shed all her tears in her life.
When King Yong saw Yi Chan crying so sadly, he felt pity in his heart. He gently lifted Yi Chan's chin, and saw that Yi Chan was crying like pear blossoms with rain, and his two red lips were like cherries reflecting the snow. He felt great grief in his heart, and the impulse struck him, and he leaned down.
Kissing Yichan's lips, I suddenly felt lilacs blooming, filling the room with fragrance, and the world was spinning...
After a while, King Yong stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked at Yichan.
Yichan remained silent for a while and sighed in a low voice: "I can't help my senior brother for what happened today."
King Yong took Yichan's slender hand and hugged her into his arms: "You are not married to him yet, so why are you guilty? What's more, he is a country man with rough behavior, how can he be worthy of your fragrance, Sister Yang?"
man of."
"Although he has a violent temper, he treats me very well after all. Alas, it's all fate... I just hope that you, Sanlang, will not betray me in this life."
"Don't worry, Sister Yang, I will only love you in this life. I promise you to grow old together and I will never let you down!"
"I hope Sanlang is not just talking to make me happy."
Hearing this, King Yong took off the jade pendant from his waist and said, "Sister Yang, this is the jade pendant given to me by my mother, Princess Duan. It has the effect of warding off evil spirits. I see that Master Yang Guozhong's Concubine Yin usually takes good care of you. I will ask for your help tomorrow." Concubine Yin acts as a matchmaker and chooses an auspicious day to marry you."
When Yi Chan heard this, he was so ashamed that he squirmed and nestled in King Yong's arms.
The bright moon is in the sky, silent and silent...
At this moment, Bai Fu was running out of Chang'an on a starry night, and his grief and anger burst out. As he was galloping, the cold wind hit his face, and he gradually calmed down. Yesterday reappeared, recalling the good time of practicing swordsmanship with Yichan in Qingcheng, The anger in my chest gradually disappeared.
"I don't blame her. I haven't seen her for so many days, so I can understand that she will be a little resentful. Yichan's greatest expectation for me is to establish a reputation. This crisis is a good time for a man to make a name for himself. Wait until he has won military glory and returned home in glory. At that time, Yichan will understand my painstaking efforts, and all the rumors will be disproven by then." Thinking of this, Bai Fu's heart became calmer, full of expectations for the future battle, imagining that one day he could ride the colorful auspicious clouds Marrying Yichan brings a smile to her face.
"Drive!" He waved his riding whip and whizzed away...