Su Zhiyu also saw Pei Donglang. Remembering that he had not seen this old acquaintance for several days, he couldn't help but wave his hand. Suddenly, he saw the guard behind him carrying a baggage and ran over quickly.
"Are you going back to Beijing?" Su Zhiyu looked up at Pei Donglang.
"Come back with me." Pei Donglang's tone was not a question, but his usual commanding tone. Su Zhiyu raised her head and looked at Pei Donglang. For a moment, she wanted to pack her bags and continue to follow him.
Ling Zhenfei quickly ran over and grabbed Su Zhiyu's arm: "No! Don't leave!"
Su Zhiyu patted Ling Zhenfei's arm and said comfortingly: "Who said I was leaving." After saying that, he raised his head and said to Pei Donglang: "That day you asked me in the inn what my future plans were. Now I have thought about it, I want to stay.
Do business with Xiao Feifei."
The people in Qilin Pavilion were shocked to see this "third prince's woman" say these words. Moreover, she called their young pavilion master - Xiao Feifei. Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but said awkwardly: "I told you everything in private
I'm screaming, don't call me that in front of others."
Su Zhiyu didn't dare to look at Pei Donglang anymore. If he persisted a little longer, maybe she wouldn't be able to help but want to go with him. Su Zhiyu tried his best to force a smile: "You will have to say goodbye after thousands of miles, not to mention that there are so many people sending Brother Pei away.
I won’t join in the fun. I wish you a safe return to Beijing."
Pei Donglang looked directly at Su Zhiyu with burning eyes. Chu Feige behind him couldn't help but sweat. He had never seen anyone who dared to be so unruly and dare to refuse His Highness. What he didn't understand even more was that this
Although the woman's appearance is acceptable, she is already quite old. She is also acting crazy. Why does the Third Highness pay so much attention to her?
"Okay." After a long time, Pei Donglang said one word. He passed by Su Zhiyu without squinting.
Su Zhiyu did not dare to look back. She could still remember the time when the officers and soldiers were encircling and suppressing her. In the chaos of the war, he was the only one who cared about her life and death. She followed him, and the small world was like the whole world.
"What's wrong?" Ling Zhenfei bent down in front of Su Zhiyu and looked into her eyes. This young man was not very old, but he was already very tall.
"fine."
Ling Zhenfei pursed his lips: "Young Master, you don't know how fake your smile was just now. Why don't you just go with him when you obviously can't bear to leave? He is a prince. If you follow him, at least you will have enough food and clothing."
Su Zhiyu sighed and punched him gently: "What do you know, you little brat?"
Ling Zhenfei was not angry and stood in front of her: "I am not a child anymore! I was the head of the Seven Sects of Sword Picking and was a powerful figure in the world. I...why don't I understand! You like him!"
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm still planning to get married." Su Zhiyu avoided Ling Zhenfei and strode towards his residence.
Ling Zhenfei chased after him proudly: "You must have been right. You just like him. Then why don't you go with him?"
Su Zhiyu stopped and his eyes suddenly turned red: "So what if I like him?! He is your third prince, and he can have many concubines. If I go back with him, I will be just one of his countless concubines. More
What’s more, he doesn’t like me at all! Why should I follow him and be a transparent person, waiting to be forgotten in a corner by him?”
Ling Zhenfei was stunned. Ever since he met Su Zhiyu, he had always felt that she was not only thick-skinned, but also invulnerable. Su Zhiyu also saw Pei Donglang. Remembering that he had not seen this old acquaintance for several days, he couldn't help but wave his hand. Suddenly he saw him behind him.
The guard carried a burden and ran over quickly.
"Are you going back to Beijing?" Su Zhiyu looked up at Pei Donglang.
"Come back with me." Pei Donglang's tone was not a question, but his usual commanding tone. Su Zhiyu raised her head and looked at Pei Donglang. For a moment, she wanted to pack her bags and continue to follow him.
Ling Zhenfei quickly ran over and grabbed Su Zhiyu's arm: "No! Don't leave!"
Su Zhiyu patted Ling Zhenfei's arm and said comfortingly: "Who said I was leaving." After saying that, he raised his head and said to Pei Donglang: "That day you asked me in the inn what my future plans were. Now I have thought about it, I want to stay.
Do business with Xiao Feifei."
The people in Qilin Pavilion were shocked to see this "third prince's woman" say these words. Moreover, she called their young pavilion master - Xiao Feifei. Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but said awkwardly: "I told you everything in private
I'm screaming, don't call me that in front of others."
Su Zhiyu didn't dare to look at Pei Donglang anymore. If he persisted a little longer, maybe she wouldn't be able to help but want to go with him. Su Zhiyu tried his best to force a smile: "You will have to say goodbye after thousands of miles, not to mention that there are so many people sending Brother Pei away.
I won’t join in the fun. I wish you a safe return to Beijing."
Pei Donglang looked directly at Su Zhiyu with burning eyes. Chu Feige behind him couldn't help but sweat. He had never seen anyone who dared to be so unruly and dare to refuse His Highness. What he didn't understand even more was that this
Although the woman's appearance is acceptable, she is already quite old. She is also acting crazy. Why does the Third Highness pay so much attention to her?
"Okay." After a long time, Pei Donglang said one word. He passed by Su Zhiyu without squinting.
Su Zhiyu did not dare to look back. She could still remember the time when the officers and soldiers were encircling and suppressing her. In the chaos of the war, he was the only one who cared about her life and death. She followed him, and the small world was like the whole world.
"What's wrong?" Ling Zhenfei bent down in front of Su Zhiyu and looked into her eyes. This young man was not very old, but he was already very tall.
"fine."
Ling Zhenfei pursed his lips: "Young Master, you don't know how fake your smile was just now. Why don't you just go with him when you obviously can't bear to leave? He is a prince. If you follow him, at least you will have enough food and clothing."
Su Zhiyu sighed and punched him gently: "What do you know, you little brat?"
Ling Zhenfei was not angry and stood in front of her: "I am not a child anymore! I was the head of the Seven Sects of Sword Picking and was a powerful figure in the world. I...why don't I understand! You like him!"
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm still planning to get married." Su Zhiyu avoided Ling Zhenfei and strode towards his residence.
Ling Zhenfei chased after him proudly: "You must have been right. You just like him. Then why don't you go with him?"
Su Zhiyu stopped and his eyes suddenly turned red: "So what if I like him?! He is your third prince, and he can have many concubines. If I go back with him, I will be just one of his countless concubines. More
What’s more, he doesn’t like me at all! Why should I follow him and be a transparent person, waiting to be forgotten in a corner by him?”
Ling Zhenfei was stunned. Ever since he met Su Zhiyu, he had always felt that she was not only thick-skinned, but also invulnerable.