Jun Ci turned her eyes, and her clear phoenix eyes met Ying Wuchen's gaze. She blinked, a little surprised and secretly happy, and couldn't help but smile in a low voice: "Oh, it turns out that Lord Jiulang is my Jie Yuhua.
.”
The originally harmonious atmosphere filled with gunpowder smoke was instantly shattered by Jun Ci. Can Jie Yuhua be used to describe Erlang?
Ying Wuchen didn't care. He suddenly didn't want to see this disappointing woman. He looked at the sky and his face became cold again: "It's getting late. If you don't leave, the general will return to his mansion."
Jun Fu was still angry about the incident where she threw herself on a tree. If Jun Ci had not just taken over the Central Guard Army, he would have gone to the military camp with a stick to deal with Jun Ci, which would have affected her prestige and made her uncomfortable.
Everyone, I'm afraid that this kind of beating in the military camp will be inevitable.
Now she ran back by herself, and with him, the victimized guest, watching from the side, you couldn't even think about taking action.
"Oh my, I, Aye, stand up for Jiulangjun, but Jiulangjun actually feels sorry for me?" Jun Ci smiled falsely, "Jiulangjun, I am the one who wants to break off the engagement. This force is not sweet. We will be together sooner or later.
It's a one-shot deal. Don't do anything to me..."
Jun Ci is full of implications.
Ying Wuchen laughed: "My sister of the Jun family, if you want to break off the engagement, you'd better pray. I really have no intention of you. If that day comes..."
Those quiet eyes are as deep as the endless abyss under the cliff. They are so deep that it makes people feel as if their souls are captured: "If that day comes, the sister of the Jun family will either be my wife or my son."
Dead man!"
Shocked, Jun Ci took two steps back and quickly discredited himself: "Brother of the Ying family, how can such a proud man like God be happy with someone who has his own heart?
Isn't Brother Ying curious about why I think so deeply? In fact, I thought of Prince Yan..."
Jun Ci paused deliberately without leaving any trace, and found that Ying Wuchen actually frowned slightly, as if he was unhappy, and became even more excited: "I deeply admire Prince Yan. If he had paid attention to the monarch earlier, we might still have a fate...
…Why!"
He knew clearly that she was deliberately using the deceased to offend him, but the praise and regret in her tone were genuine. It was neither annoying nor annoying for Wuchen.
Feeling that the fire had almost been stoked, Jun Ci resigned as soon as possible. She still hoped that this man could exert some strength: "Brother of the Ying family, please give me an accurate answer regarding Zhou Lang's matter."
Ying Wuchen glanced at her, stood up, picked up his piano, and walked towards the house.
Jun Ci also lost his temper: "With your temper, whoever marries you in the future will be unlucky for the rest of his life, huh!"
With a cold snort, Jun Ci led her horse and turned around. Looking at the horse, she suddenly raised her voice and said, "Let me give you a name. What should you call it? Well...can you call it Achen?"
"Well, let's call her Ah Chen!"
Jun Ci led the horse out, and Ziyi's face turned red with anger. If the master's eyes hadn't suppressed him, he would have rushed over and fought Jun Ci to the death!
"My lord, why do you have to stay here and be insulted by her!" After Jun Ci left completely, Ziyi couldn't hold back anymore.
"She did not insult me." Ying Wuchen rolled up his sleeves, picked up the pot, and poured himself a cup of tea. "That is a rare and beautiful horse from Dawan, but it is just a pearl covered in dust."
Jun Ci can recognize it, and he can recognize it at a glance, and he also knows that the evil intention in Jun Ci's heart is just to see him regret his blindness in the future.
It's just that he couldn't recognize it. Mr. Jiulang of the Ying family shouldn't understand horses.
So it turned out that Ziyi was still unhappy: "But the girl named the horse..."
"Do you know the name of her own horse?" Ying Wuchen raised his glass and took a sip.
Ziyi had never met Jun Ci on the battlefield, and Jun Ci had never called his beloved horse in front of him. Ziyi shook his head.
"Achi." Ying Wuchen called in a low voice.
Zizi suddenly looked outside the door, thinking it was Jun Ci returning, but the empty door made him realize that the lord was not calling Jun Ci, but told him that Jun Ci's horse was called Achi!
"Do you still think she is insulting me?" Ying Wuchen asked back.
Ziyi stopped talking.
"She is a military general. She has been on the battlefield. She understands the importance of horses better and treats them as relatives." Ying Wuchen lowered his eyes, and his long and fine eyelashes covered his quiet eyes. "Not everyone is qualified. She is
Pay attention like a horse."
So, when the lady of the Jun family named such an ugly horse Ah Chen, was it because she valued the horse and her lord?
As soon as Zi came to this conclusion, he suddenly didn't know how to express himself. His face was distorted for a moment. He simply stopped worrying about it and asked: "My lord, what happened to Zhou Lang..."
"Act according to her will."
The tea cup was empty, and Ying Wuchen's slender fingers rolled it gently. He looked at the tea cup quietly, not knowing where his thoughts were. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and the smile on his lips was a little deeper.
Me: Ah Ci has a saying that I don’t know whether to say or not.
Jun Ci: Say it!
Me: In my time, there is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who has just started to have a love interest. When he sees a beautiful girl, he feels happy, but he doesn’t know how to show it, so he always likes to do things to make her angry and arouse her anger.
Let her remember herself deeply.
Jun Ci (increasingly dangerous): What do you want to say.
Me: I want to say... you treat Chenchen like these reckless teenagers!