Her tone was quite casual, and coupled with her calm and composed demeanor, it was like reciting a catchy love poem, which made Ji Yunyuan's heart palpitate inexplicably.
"Why so hasty?" Ji Yunyuan was not in a hurry to rejoice, but stretched out his hand to cover her cheeks.
He Mucheng did not resist, but took his big palm and rubbed it with his eyes closed like a clingy raccoon slave. He smiled with satisfaction and said, "There is no reason. I want to marry you and I can't wait."
Ji Yunyuan was pleased by her sudden change. He curled his lips and chuckled, "Not today."
Um?
He Mucheng's eyes widened for a moment!
When Ji Yunyuan saw this, he immediately moved his big palm upward.
He wrapped his hands around her temples, held her beauty, and said seriously, "I have already ordered someone to calculate the auspicious day for proposing marriage. The auspicious days this month are tomorrow, three days later, and the day before the end of the month."
He Mucheng opened his mouth slightly.
Ji Yunyuan slowly approached her, nose to nose with her, "Ayan, you agree, but you are not allowed to go back on your word."
After receiving the order, He Mucheng immediately found Shi Hong and asked him to inform Ji Yunyuan. At the urging of the angel, he stepped into the palace again.
Seeing a look of embarrassment on the little girl's face, Ji Yunyuan pushed the top of her head again and said seriously, "So, are you still planning to bear everything by yourself?"
Ji Yunyuan had a panoramic view of her movements, and after a long time, he raised his eyes to meet hers.
Immediately afterwards, his five fingers crushed the drunkenness in his palm, and his face changed into his most obscure poison, either overt or covert, completely absurd...
"He asked me, now that I have become a weakling but have no heirs, if he gave me a concubine, would I allow it or not?"
Sima Shao is suspicious. He will point his finger at Wang Xuan today, and he will point his sharp sword at Ji Yunyuan in the future. If that day comes and the main mission is blocked, Ji Yunyuan will still fall.
Yes, Ji Yunyuan was originally an eagle soaring in the north. This seemingly luxurious Jiankang was nothing more than a golden cage to the eagle.
In this case, why not let nature take its course?
Seeing her silence, Ji Yunyuan immediately put his arms around the little girl and took her into his arms.
A beam of light was projected along the wooden lattice window in the carriage. The sweat beads on his Adam's apple reflected the colorful light. He Mucheng paused and opened his mouth to swallow the flash of light.
"Yeah, I don't regret it." She smiled with relief, then held up the handsome face of the tiger in front of her and kissed him randomly until his face was covered with her own saliva before she gave up.
Even if Ji Yunyuan didn't care, he would still be discussed by others, and even the nobles would look down upon him. Therefore, He Mucheng knew from the beginning that Jiankang was never a place to live for a long time.
Thinking of this, He Mucheng ignored it and just smiled slyly.
The book says that after Sima Shao put down the Wangdun Rebellion, he first went on a killing spree against the Wang family in Langya, and then stopped after being persuaded by Director Wang and Wen Qiao.
Slowly, his eyes became dark and dark, "Ayan, do you know what your Majesty asked me today?"
He has listened to her words and has been dormant for a long time...
He Mucheng exchanged a few words with Shi Hong, and then entered the west chamber with Ah Ying's support. It was not until evening that the emperor's imperial edict suddenly arrived at the Nanfu.
Huh? When did this upright guy become so sophisticated?
"Actually, as long as you and I are engaged, Your Majesty can't do anything openly." He Musheng paused and finally sighed, "I used to think that young emperors are easier to approach than powerful ministers, but today I suddenly
I found out that I seemed to have been wrong from the beginning.”
He Mucheng was startled.
[Ji Yunyuan’s mood fluctuated greatly, so his points were increased by 20, and his total points were 400.]
"Nanshi Ayan, you like me, don't you?"
He Mucheng understood the mystery instantly.
Set a trap for her?
Ji Yunyuan tilted his neck back, and a deep smile escaped from his throat.
Huh? Why does this question sound like you are asking out of anger?
He Mucheng's eyes rolled, and he remembered that when he first returned to Jiankang, the iron-blooded general once said that sooner or later, he would let her admit with her own lips that she liked him, loved him, and would not marry him unless she was the one.
He Mucheng raised her arms and climbed up his neck. She tilted her head and smiled, slowly moved her lips to Ji Yunyuan's ears, and whispered, like a light feather sweeping towards the lake of her heart, creating ripples one after another.
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"How is this possible? Lord Shangshuling has a noble status. How could he be willing to condescend and marry a concubine who came from the south? I thought the most I could do was accept her..."
"How do you say this?" Ji Yunyuan frowned.
"How is this an ordinary concubine? Didn't you hear what the Langya Wang family said that day? I'll tell you again..."
This is a favor that must be granted, but Sima Shao clearly knows that he will not allow his husband to take concubines. Is he... testing Ji Yunyuan?
"How did you get back?" He Mucheng asked anxiously.
"Before I responded, Shen Chong came." Ji Yunyuan shrugged, "Ayan just took the initiative to kiss her. Although I was happy, I also knew that something was wrong."
He Mucheng thought that after all, the plot mentioned in the book was not as intense as in reality.
The gate of Nanfu was crowded with onlookers, and the long-speculated marriage spread throughout Jiankang:
"Let me tell you, General Ji will marry Nan's Ayan!"
But a year later, he still died of illness.
He Musheng knew that in this kind of world, the solidification of classes has reached an extreme level, and people born as concubines are clearly distinguished.
Naturally, Nan Mo would not object, so the wedding date of the two was set for October of the following year.
She said, "Ji Yunyuan, wherever you go, I will go."
On the next day, Ji Yunyuan's betrothal gift arrived as scheduled.
He Musheng picked up his tea set and took a sip, thinking to himself, why is this guy so calm today? Isn't it like him?
Ji Yunyuan smiled helplessly, and when the little girl got tired and broke away from his arms, he raised his sleeves and wiped the saliva from his face.
He Mucheng raised his pretty face and smiled brightly.
Sima Shao asked her to enter the palace and discuss important matters with her.
"No matter what, we have an engagement, so I will find a way to take you away from this place of trouble." He tightened his arms and kissed her softly on the forehead, "Now there is only one opportunity left. As long as Wang Dun raises his army, I won't have to
If I continue to do this, I will waste my time in this flashy Jiankang..."
Seeing Ji Yunyuan's confusion, she continued, "In the Jin Dynasty, it is inevitable that the leader is weak and the ministers are strong, but Sima Shao is a strong leader. As long as he is in power, the noble families will not be able to truly live in peace, even for a short period of time.
He will accept the advice, stop temporarily, and when he wakes up in the middle of the night, the thought of Wang Dun will still be stuck in his throat."
So in the next year, Sima Shao clearly distinguished between right and wrong, accepted advice with an open mind, and Jin experienced a brief period of peace.
Ji Yunyuan's breath stagnated, and his Adam's apple moved. As he swallowed, a bead of sweat that had been held for a long time ran along his temples, across his chin, and finally stopped in the depression below his Adam's apple.
"I once said that His Majesty only reigned for three years. At that time, you and I first met Sima Shao and felt that he was easy to approach, so I thought about changing his fate. Now, I realize that I overestimated myself."
This book is determined by the system, but to Ji Yunyuan's ears, it sounds like love words that will stick together until death.
This time, the place where Sima Shao met her became the palace.
When He Mucheng stepped into the door, all the maids around her were gone. She moved her steps and slowly stepped into the cabinet.
The pleasant smell of ambergris was burning all around. As soon as He Mucheng entered the cabinet, the chill all over his body was driven away, leaving only warmth that spread to his limbs and bones.
