Chapter 308

The Duke of Yan raised his eyelids.

The girl wore a water-green dress and fur, and saw that her face was plain and clean, and there was a freshness out of mud but not dyed. Her posture is undoubtedly beautiful. Her hands are crossed in front of her abdomen, and her tone is neither humble nor overbearing, which shows the demeanor of a noble girl in a family.

"If I'm right, are you suing your elder sister?"

The Duke of Yan's face was calm and calm, which was his usual expression.

Li Chaoyun had long expected that he would have such a question, and he answered calmly, "please forgive me. I don't mean to offend your majesty. However, the adults worked hard and worked hard for Daqing half of their lives to protect this peaceful and pure land. The little girl admired her for a long time. Naturally, she couldn't bear to be deceived by others. "

"I don't know. Besides my wife, there are people who care about me so much." The Duke of Yan swept his eyebrow and said, "this friendship is so deep that I can't repay you. Would you like to be my second wife?"

The man's voice is thick and majestic, not like a young man's clear, but unique. Li Chaoyun can still hold the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence makes her lose her mind. She forgets the modesty of a girl, and suddenly looks up and bumps into Yan Guogong's narrow and sharp eyes.

With the opportunity of Leng Shen, Li Chaoyun can finally see the elder sister's husband carefully.

This is her second meeting with the Duke of Yan.

For the first time in her own courtyard, she did not dare to go too close. She could only see a general outline from a distance. She saw that he was tall and powerful. At that time, she was very uncomfortable. So many noble young people held her, and only Duke Yan ignored her. Out of resentment, she classified him into the ranks of old men and ridiculed Lin Lang's dog jumping off the wall.

This time, the king of Yan was sitting on the carriage, dressed in a dark purple Royal uniform, with a heavy prestige. He didn't wear any wrench on his hand, which was incredibly clean. In the impression of Li Chaoyun, those high-ranking Marquis, when they are middle-aged, either have a big belly or are greasy. They make people lose their appetite at first sight.

In contrast, the Duke of Yan is simply an extraordinary and refined stream. His temples are like knives, his eyes are like cold stars, and his stature is tall and tall, which gives girls the sense of security they want. Li Chaoyun is lost in his mind.

Yan Guo Gong's neck crawls a ferocious Qiu mark, I'm tough temperament and added a bit of iron and blood.

"How? You haven't thought about it yet? " The Duke of Yan was careless.

Li Chaoyun's heart itched slightly, but she had some regrets.

Regret to give this high-quality man to Lin Lang.

Power is a man's most beautiful coat, not to mention the man himself is not bad.

Li Chaoyun thinks of Yan zhaolie again. Comparing with the Duke of Yan, he finds that the former is beautiful. But how can that loose and childish youth be compared with the mature wisdom of the Duke of Yan?

She had planned to be a good wife for women in the world. She was famous forever. However, according to the current development situation, it is obviously impossible. Jing Cheng's action disrupted her overall plan. Now, those famous women avoid her like plague, but they flatter themselves to become the princes and wives of the state.

This is the benefit of high marriage.

Li Chaoyun is not reconciled.

She is no less than this ancient woman.

She wants to turn over, a snow before shame, let those who laugh at her regret.

Suddenly, she thought about the proposal of the Duke of Yan.

If she had been a lady of the state, she would have survived the rumors for a while at most. She believed that with her beauty and intelligence, and her bright skills, she would be able to hold a high-ranking man firmly in the palm of her hand in a few months. Yan zhaolie's Li Chaoyun is not worried. After all, the other party is in love with her. She has a way to make people give up her son's position and support her own son instead.

Li Chaoyun straightened out the clues and suddenly became enlightened.

Instead of talking to the Duke of Yan with a little chin on her chin, she straightened her back, and could not look closely at the light from her eyes. She said in a dignified manner, "I, Li Chaoyun, only want one person in my life. If you want to marry me, please leave with my elder sister first, and then marry me in a sedan chair and ten li red makeup!"

Although in Rome do as the Romans do, but she also has its own pride, absolutely not to be a low concubine!

The coachman suspected that he had heard wrong.

He looked at the confident girl and the Duke of Yan.

For a long time, the coachman blushed and choked to break the deadlock.

"Don't play, my Lord. It's late to go back..."

He thought for a moment and added, "Madam will kill you."

The Duke of Yan:

The coachman was not alarmist. His wife was very strict with adults these days. Once she got back late, she would not speak. She would walk around the hall with a feather duster. Although he didn't know whether the adult had been beaten or not, he didn't think it was a joke to see his wife's eyes and eyebrows.

You should know that since you became an official, you never stop going to court no matter it's windy or rainy. However, the lady's beauty disaster, oh, no, it's the most beautiful woman in the world. After entering the door, your Lord will spend his days Oh, no, it's tea with red sleeves. One or two days out of ten days, I stay at home to enjoy snow and cook tea with my wife.As soon as the coachman said this, Li Chaoyun's ruddy face became even more red. This time, he was alive and angry.

The Duke of Yan ignored Li Chaoyun and glanced at the coachman.

"Did the lady tell you to bring it?"

The coachman touched his forehead and chuckled.

What, he still knows the truth of bringing disaster to the fish.

"Adults --"

Li Chaoyun is not very comfortable, and he is ignored again and opens his mouth.

The Duke of Yan turned his head and said meaningfully, "you are more promising than your elder sister."

Li Chaoyun frowned slightly and felt that this sentence was not a good word.

The Duke of Yan sighed, "madam, I've been having sex with my official recently. How can I coax you? I wanted to let you, the flattering sister, go over and do something to ease the annoyance of his wife. I never thought that you were a good gossip, but your heart was higher than the sky. A little commoner girl, who gave you the courage to replace my wife? Is it the upsurge that after your sister's high marriage, the world has broken the threshold and asked to marry Li's daughter? "

"Before that, I went back with my wife, and I was totally attached to my wife, but I didn't notice the Li family's discipline on the children of the common people. Now it seems that Miss Li has an idea. She even dares to arrange the reputation of her legitimate daughter at will. The signboard of Li's scholarly family is about to crumble. "

At that time, the girl's face was pale and her sweat was wet.

The Duke of Yan said lightly, "maybe it's the love of my wife that I love my wife so much that you arrogant Li family misunderstand me and think I'm good-natured and good-natured. Miss Li, you may as well tell you the truth. Your poems about the resentment against the red gate have caused a lot of dark and filthy things. There are so many voices to attack the evil spirits of the Li family when they are presented to the imperial court. If they were not pressed down by my own officials, your bones should be hung at the gate of the city for people to look up to. "

"Why do you think I helped you for no reason? You don't have to think about it. With the lady's pearl jade in front of me, I am not interested in you, a little girl. My wife's blood and kinship are not many, and the sisters are only you and Miss Li San. I can't bear my wife's young age to suffer the loss of her close relatives. "

Li Chaoyun can't believe it. Look at him.

So what happened in the early stage was so smooth, thanks to the help of this "brother-in-law"?

Not her charisma?

Seeing the girl's appearance of being struck by thunder, the Duke of Yan knew that some belief in her heart had collapsed. He didn't care. He just said, "you know it well. Don't tell your wife about it."

The crimson curtain fell down.

"I just want to remind you not to be enemies with my wife --"

there is a warm male voice.

"Otherwise, I will play you dead or disabled."

The wheels of the carriage went away, leaving deep rut marks on the snow.

Li Chaoyun stood in the same place and felt the cold wind piercing.

For the first time, I felt fear.

Life and death is up to people, not to themselves.

Because he reserved enough time, the Duke of Yan returned to his residence on time.

Seeing a tall figure coming up ahead, the hostess immediately threw aside the feather duster, put her arms around her husband and whispered something in a low voice. The Duke of Yan raised his hand to cover his wife's shoulder. In order to match Lin Lang's height, he bowed down to listen to her.

The coachman watched from afar.

I thought, my Lord, I should be able to escape tonight.

"Tomorrow is Laba Festival. Some familiar ladies ask me to go to Baima temple. After all, it's a rare Buddhist meeting. Do you want to come with me?"

During the meal, the maids, in accordance with the usual practice, stay far away at the door, leaving some space for couples to speak private words.

Lin Lang took a piece of shredded chicken stained with garlic to her husband's mouth.

The Duke of Yan enjoyed his wife's hospitality with a smile.

"Well? After a few days at home, I want to play again? "

"It's not fun. I'm going to pray for the family." She glared and complained, "don't always look at me with that kind of look at a dandy, which makes people seem to be idle all day long."

The Duke of Yan couldn't help but stretch out his hand to pinch her pink cheek. "How dare you? My wife has made great contributions. My husband almost became the fatuous king this morning, so I will not be early from now on."

"Bah, you can't control yourself. What can I do for you?" Lin Lang squinted at him, lazily propped up his chin, and touched his own face, melancholy said, "natural beauty is hard to give up, and people don't want to."

The Duke of Yan was thinking that if his wife had a tail, he would be shaking now.

He said that his wife is beautiful as a flower, while wiping her face with a clean pad, "it's a pity that my husband can't accompany his wife."

Lin Lang asked why.

The Duke of Yan looked at her and said slowly, "I want to go to Jinwei camp for my husband."

The number of people in Jinwei camp is less than 300, but each of them is extremely brave. Yan zhaolie was thrown in anonymously. If he wants to stand firm in this kind of elite team, he will undoubtedly tie his head to the waist of his trousers.

Yan Guozheng just got the news of his injury and wanted to find out.It's his son, anyway.

The meeting where his son was born was just a time of war and chaos filled with gunpowder. When the Duke of Yan supported the new emperor, he had to miss his growth. His mother died of dystocia, and his father neglected to care for him, which led to today's personality distortion and humiliation of his stepmother.

For the fault of this matter, the Duke of Yan felt that being a father should bear a large part of the responsibility.

His wife's expression was silent.

"I know you blame him." The Duke of Yan held her hand, and his tone slowed down. "That's a bastard. I don't ask you to forgive him for his husband, but he is the blood of his husband. I hope his wife can understand."

In the early morning of the next day, the Duke of Yan woke up his wife from his sleep and urged him to put on his clothes, shoes and socks. Seeing that people were still ignorant, he stepped on his face with one foot. He was both angry and funny, and he bent his fingers and played a mark on the colorful forehead.

"Oh, it hurts!"

The little lazy pig finally sobered up and glared at him with his almond like eyes.

The Duke of Yan seized the finger of her accusation and leaned down to kiss the place where she had been bitten. After coaxing for a while, his wife carried her skirt and happily got on the bus.

Seeing the carriage get into the alley, the Duke of Yan went back to his house and changed his casual clothes. He took a black horse out of the stable, turned on his horse and went to the Jinwei camp in the suburbs.

"My Lord."

Someone had been waiting outside the camp for a long time and took the reins from the Lord of Yan with great gallantry.

The Duke of Yan nodded and went to a tent with the supervisor of Jinwei camp.

The warden lifted the curtain and stood outside with a good look.

"Old man? Why are you here? " Lying on the low couch, Yan zhaolie was playing with the small sleeve arrow in his hand. When Yu Guang glimpsed the familiar figure of the dragon and tiger steps, he was suddenly surprised.

Yan zhaolie looks over the shoulder of Duke Yan and looks behind him unconsciously.

She didn't come.

"You can't die for a while because you're so mean." The Duke of Yan took out a jade vase from his sleeve and threw it in the direction of Yan zhaolie.

The other party reached out and grasped the small thing flying in the air firmly.

A satisfied color flashed in the eyes of the Duke of Yan. Even if he was injured, his reaction ability was good. In the future, when he went to a more dangerous battlefield, he would not be touched and his neck would be scratched.

"Today is the Laba Festival. If you don't accompany your Rouge tiger, you will come all the way to see her enemy. Are you not afraid that she will make the government feel restless?" Yan zhaolie fiddled with the jade bottle. He said something interesting and had some deeper meanings.

The Duke of Yan looked at his son as if he was indignant. "Do you want this tooth?"

Yan zhaolie grinned at his white teeth, which was very shining. "I said that my father was not so cruel. Anyway, it was your son who just got hit by an arrow, and you still want to pull out my teeth?"

"You may as well try." The Duke of Yan was merciless.

Yan zhaolie rolled his white eyes. He suddenly thought of something. His eyes were bent up and asked maliciously, "old man, ask you a question. Since you are so cruel to your son, what would you do if someone close to you betrayed you? "

"What would you do if you had the same problem?" He asked.

"Jin zhaoang's voice will arouse her to think about the worst things

"What is the worst thing?" The Duke of Yan glanced at the swords and swords in the tent and walked a few steps at will.

Yan zhaolie instantly thought of pressing people onto the desk. She was still embroidered with red Begonia flowers on her belly pocket. He turned his face uneasily. "Anyway, it's the worst thing that people can imagine." He realized that he was led by the nose by the old bureaucrat. He said angrily, "I'm asking you now!"

Then he was knocked on the head by a small marbles.

The Duke of Yan was holding a small red box in his hand. There were twelve piglets with different postures in it, and one hit his forehead.

"Hello, I'm a wounded man now --"

seeing the box, Yan zhaolie cried out.

"It's expensive. Don't throw it around."

Hearing the speech, the Duke of Yan picked up his finger and threw it in the past like a fairy scattering flowers.

Yan zhaolie took it in a hurry. After a while, he survived. The pain in his buttocks was more severe.

He put thirteen little golden pigs into his arms and complained to his father, "are you here to see the doctor or to take my life?"

The Duke of Yan looked indifferent, "what do you say?"

Yan zhaolie snorted and said, "you haven't answered my question. In case you..."

"Nothing in case." The voice of the Duke of Yan was as steady as ever, and he could hardly detect the ups and downs. "A man who betrays his father's trust will not give him a chance to survive in case of being a father."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Have you ever heard of guzui?" Said the Duke of Yan.Yan zhaolie immediately expressed dissatisfaction, "don't treat me as a child. Of course, I know what it means. Isn't it praising a beautiful woman and saying that she is soft and drunk?"

Yan said fairly and quietly, "this is still a kind of punishment. You can crush, cut, hammer, or break your limbs. Just keep your trunk and put it into a wine jar, and then slowly pour in the delicious wine There was a faint sneer in his mouth, with a kind of bloody smell. "Let his bones, muscles, blood and flesh perfectly dye with the mellow fragrance of wine, soft as drunk. You see, being a father is still very kind to him. "

You can't live, you can't die.

Yan zhaolie's throat tightened.

"Why, did you find someone betraying his father?"

The Duke of Yan turned around and asked, his eyes like a bloody sword.