Chapter 20 My heart has long been promised to someone else
As if he noticed Jun Ci's gaze, he turned his quiet eyes and met Jun Ci directly.
Their eyes met, Jun Ci blinked, and then looked at him openly from top to bottom.
However, he was extremely reserved and polite, and nodded slightly to Jun Ci. He did not feel any discomfort or discomfort due to her looking at him.
Jun Ci also looked away, feeling bored in his heart. How could a rough woman like her remember such a jade-like person?
"Come and see the general." Ying Shen stopped them from saluting and introduced the guests, "This is the general's beloved daughter."
"General." The three gentlemen all bowed to Jun as a junior, and then said goodbye to Jun as a senior, "Miss Jun."
Jun Ci deliberately and boldly performed a man's hand-hugging salute: "Well, you three gentlemen."
"Kick!" Jun Xi cleared his throat by touching his lips and gave Jun Ci a warning glance.
Ying Shen seemed not to have seen her, but still said gently: "Jiulang, take Jun's sister for a walk, recognize the people, and see the garden."
Yingjiashiro winked at his younger brother, the teasing in his eyes revealed without concealment.
Erlang of the Ying family was older and calmer, and he did not pretend to tease his younger brother, but there was a meaningful smile on his lips.
On the other hand, the pure and refined Mr. Jiulang, with a calm face, saluted his father, then turned sideways and said, "Girl, please."
Jun Ci smiled, excused himself to his father and Ying Shen, and strode ahead, causing Jun Xi to cough twice.
Afraid of Ayecha's anger, Jun Ci finally changed to Xiao Suibu...
When Ying Wuchen saw this, he lowered his eyes and pretended not to see it.
Ying's family home has tall buildings and exquisite reliefs. Even every tree, stone, and grass seems to have been carefully taken care of and appears in just the right place.
Ying Wuchen conscientiously took Jun Ci to visit the gardens. He told her about the construction of each garden in detail, from the structural layout to the carved images. Jun Ci was dizzy after listening to it.
"Jiulang Jun." Jun Ci stopped and raised his eyes to look at him.
He stood next to the stone platform, surrounded by a field of orchid grass and a small rockery pond. Occasionally, splashing water droplets sprinkled on the orchid grass, shining through the crystal clear sunlight, just like the person he was, elegant and charming.
"Jiulang Jun should know the purpose of my father and I coming here." Seeing that there was no one around but the two of them, Jun Ci said straightforwardly, "Jiulang Jun is full of knowledge, profound elegance, and outstanding talent. I am not good at writing.
A person with many, unruly and vulgar temperaments is not a good match for your husband."
Ying Wuchen's eyelids were slightly drooped, his eyes were half-drowsed, and his eyelashes were fluttering. He didn't look dull, but his expression was invisible. Inexplicably, it made people unable to detect his thoughts and gave people a sense of oppression.
After a moment, Ying Wuchen opened his eyes. There was no anger in his quiet eyes, only a little confusion: "I only found out a few days ago that the girl and I had a marriage contract when we were young. Marriage between a man and a woman depends on the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker.
, I really don’t dare to violate the good nature of both sexes.”
Before the king could open his mouth, Ying Wuchen said again: "Girl, please don't belittle yourself. People in the world have their own strengths, whether they are tall, short, fat or thin. The girl was born in a general family, is good at martial arts, is not good at writing, and is not a vulgar person."
I am ashamed of my girl's courage, foresight, and talent in saving His Majesty from danger and destroying Dong Hu."
this……
It's different from what Jun Ci thought. I can only say that Ying's husband has a broader mind than ordinary sons.
Therefore, when she was a woman who bluntly said that she did not want to marry him, he not only did not think that he was insulted and was angry, but he also felt that she was a woman who wielded swords and guns and mounted a horse to fight. She was brave and not deviant.
"Jiulang Jun is so complimentary." Jun Ci smiled dryly, "Since Jiulang Jun has heard some of my deeds, he also knows that I have received the post of commander of the Central Guard Army granted by His Majesty."
Seeing Ying Wuchen, he nodded, his mood unchanged at all.
Jun Ci could only continue: "I can't slack off in pursuing my political affairs since I have the emperor's mandate. In the future, I will work with groups of men. If the court requires it, I will even lead troops to go on an expedition. I was born with
Not a person who follows the rules.
The Ying family has been a member of the noble family for hundreds of years. A girl like me would be a disgrace to the Ying family.
However, I have my ambition and will never change it just to get married and have children."
His lips were slightly raised, and a faint smile added a touch of rose color to his plump lips: "Girls have great talents and should not be left in the inner house. It is Jiulang's luck to marry a girl.
Girls don’t have to worry about it. We are married to each other and complement each other. Girls are ambitious and Jiu Lang is not talented. There is no comparison. We can only support each other. I will not break your wings in the name of my husband."
In Jun Ci's astonished eyes, Ying Wuchen's smile gradually widened: "The Ying family has been a noble family for hundreds of years. Its reputation is built up by the merits and talents of its martyrs. How can you and I destroy it with just one word or deed?
A girl inherits a man's ambition, protects the family and the country, and is loyal to the king. What's wrong with that?
On the contrary, Jiulang felt that not only would the girl not disgrace the family, but she would actually bring glory to the Ying family."
Jun Ci's heart was shocked. She looked at the man in front of her with some confusion. He looked elegant and humble, but he looked thin and easy to break, like a porcelain vase that was exquisite and precious to the extreme. Jun Ci even felt that she could make it with just a little effort.
Break his neck.
In Jun Ci's eyes, Ying Wuchen was undoubtedly a fragile and noble person. Just now, Jun Ci's excellent eyesight noticed that every step he took seemed to be measured, and the distance was exactly the same.
He is a gentleman who is gentle and elegant without being deliberate. He is engraved into his bones and integrated into his blood.
Jun Ci thinks that such a person should be self-restraining and disciplined, strict and rigid as a puppet.
However, his ambition exceeded Jun Ci's expectations, and even exceeded Jun Ci's expectations for a son in the world.
She never thought that she would be able to meet someone in this life who would not be dissatisfied with her behavior or despise her, and would even praise her, support her, encourage her, and recognize her.
And this person is not someone who has nothing to do with her or is beneficiary of her, but her legitimate fiancé!
She is the person most likely to suffer reputational damage due to her actions in the future!
"Girl?" Jun Ci lost his mind, and Ying Wuchen called softly a few times.
After regaining consciousness, Jun Ci rolled his eyes and suppressed the astringency in his eyes.
For a moment, she was really moved, but the move was not emotion. She was shocked by Ying Wuchen's mind and demeanor.
Such a good son should not be wasted by her. He deserves a better girl to match him.
"Jiulang Jun, to be honest, my heart has been promised to you for a long time." Jun Ci had to avoid Ying Wuchen's quiet and gentle eyes.
This time, Ying Wuchen was silent for a long time, just as a thick cloud blocked the sunlight, the surrounding area became dark, and depression suddenly hit his face.
Just when Jun Ci felt that he had gone too far, Ying Wuchen's voice was low: "Can you tell Jiulang who is lucky enough to be favored by the girl?"
Jun Ci's brows twitched, and he couldn't hear Ying Wuchen's happiness and anger. He thought, would such a proud person feel that he had lost his face and it was hard to attack her, and instead attack the person she told?