Xu Jing understood her so well that his aggrieved heart was almost broken: "You don't say it in your mouth, but that's what you think in your heart. That Murong Shen is seven years older than me, has a deep city, and can't express his emotions."
"Compared with him, I am young and handsome, open-minded, humorous, lively and lovable..."
Zhao Xiyan couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter. She stretched out her hand and twisted Xu Jing's arm: "You're talkative again."
This is not praising Rong Shen, it is clearly self-praising.
Zhao Xiyan twisted it gently, but it didn't hurt or itch. Xu Jing made a weird look as if it hurt, grinned and screamed that it hurt, and insisted on Zhao Xiyan blowing it on him.
Zhao Xiyan was so troubled by him that she had no choice but to bend her head and blow on his arm.
Such laughter and laughter are naturally very close.
Xu Jing looked at the flowery smiling face so close, and felt as if he had been scratched by a cat's paw. He quickly came over and kissed her on the cheek.
Zhao Xiyan was caught off guard, her cheeks turned red, she quickly took a few steps back and glared at Xu Jing fiercely.
Xu Jing recalled the charming and wonderful moments just now, and apologized without any sincerity: "I'm sorry, I was impulsive and did something rude. It's all my fault. If you want to beat me or scold me, it's up to you."
Zhao Xiyan wanted to scold him a few words, but when she looked into his bright and blazing eyes, her heartbeat suddenly became much faster and her ears felt hot.
She suddenly lost the courage to look at him and looked away.
This spring is such an annoying season.
Xu Jing felt like there were dozens of rabbits jumping around in his heart, and he couldn't control himself. He stepped forward and held Zhao Xiyan's hand: "Sister Yue Ya'er, do you like that Murong Shen?"
Zhao Xiyan responded without thinking: "I've never liked it."
Xu Jing naturally ignored the word "conform" and grinned, his eyes filled with contentment: "I knew you only had me in your heart."
Zhao Xiyan didn't know what to say for a moment.
Xu Jing didn't mind her silence and continued in a low voice: "Actually, I haven't slept well these past few nights. Before I came, I thought that I must ask what happened to Murong Shen."
"How could he, a martial artist far away in the capital, know you? Why would he come to visit you? How could he be so shameless that I compete with him for my sweetheart?"
"Bah, talking about this makes me angry. The two of us have been together since we were five years old. We grew up together as childhood sweethearts and have been in love for a long time. We are very familiar with each other's temperament. We are a match made in heaven. Murong Shen doesn't know which one he has.
Which onion or garlic!”
"Besides, he is already in his twenties, seven years older than you and me. A whole seven years! How can he have the nerve to show courtesy to the Master! He is so shameless. Bah!"
As soon as the conversation started, Xu Jing couldn't help it anymore and sprayed Murong Shen from beginning to end.
Zhao Xiyan was very amused when she heard this. In fact, she actually laughed.
In his previous life, Murong Shen married the legitimate daughter of the Zhongyong Hou family. The Murong family and the Gao family joined forces to suppress Duke Li. Later, civil wars broke out and the frail prince died of a serious illness. The Murong family took advantage of the chaos and took advantage of the chaos to threaten the emperor.
In order to order the princes. Later, the fatuous and fat emperor died on the couch of a beauty. The Jin Dynasty fell, and Murong Yao, "recommended" by a group of military generals and civil servants, sat on the dragon throne and established a new dynasty.
Within half a year, Murong Yao's old illness recurred and passed away. Murong Shen, who was only thirty years old, sat on the throne, with fierce methods and arbitrary actions. Everyone bowed their heads in sincere submission.
Those who refused were killed by the nine barbarian tribes. The new emperor killed him until rivers of blood flowed, and the sun and moon faded. He killed everyone who was in danger and dared not disobey.
Let alone scolding, there were not many people who dared to speak loudly to Murong Shen. Xu Jing's scolding was quite a relief.
Xu Jing suddenly felt better when he saw Zhao Xiyan smiling happily.
No matter what the connection between Murong Shen and Zhao Xiyan is, one thing is obvious, that is, Zhao Xiyan does not like Murong Shen. Otherwise, she would not listen to him scolding people so vigorously.
"Okay, stop talking."
Zhao Xiyan finally held back her laughter and reminded softly: "It's okay to say these things in front of me, but don't say them nonsense in front of others."
"Murong Shen is an imperial envoy after all, and there is a Murong clan behind him. It's best to stay away."
Xu Jing's eyes flashed and his expression became serious: "If he insists on asking to marry you, how can I avoid him?"
Zhao Xiyan was speechless.
This is the biggest problem.
She could neither deceive herself nor others. Now that Murong Shen was here, with his temper, he would never allow her to marry Xu Jing.
Xu Jing was even less likely to give in.
It's a mess that can't be untangled at all.
In Zhao Xiyan's mind, the words of her grandmother Zhang suddenly flashed across her mind. She was probably a beauty who was a disaster...
"Don't think wildly." Xu Jing, a careless man, was always particularly sharp when in front of her, and he could guess her thoughts accurately: "Only an incompetent person would blame a woman for the evil consequences of the war."
Zhao Xiyan came back to her senses and nodded: "You're right, I don't pay attention to these ridiculous remarks."
So, as expected, someone made irresponsible remarks in front of Yue Yaer?
Anger flashed in Xu Jing's eyes, and he rolled up his sleeves: "Who said that to you? Tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson!"
Zhao Xiyan said: "It's my grandmother."
...Xu Jing smiled coquettishly and put down his rolled-up sleeves: "It turns out to be my grandmother! Forget it. You know me, I have always been a good boy who respects the elderly and loves the young."
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled.
Every time she is with Xu Jing, she is always extremely relaxed, happy and joyful.
Seeing her smiling heartily, Xu Jing also grinned. He ran to the tree, picked a green leaf, brought it to his mouth, and played a little tune with a little effort.
The tune is simple and cheerful.
Zhao Xiyan hummed softly along. The tune and the singing were harmonious and sweet. The breeze blew and spread outside the tall courtyard wall.
It reached the ears of the young man standing in the alley outside the courtyard wall.
The young man listened in silence, his handsome face seemed to be covered with frost.
Inside the courtyard wall, a pair of childhood sweethearts, a young boy and a boy who have been loving each other, sing harmoniously to each other, and the spring is warm. Outside the courtyard wall, it is like the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the heart and lungs are blown cold.
"Young Master has been standing here for a long time," the soldiers did not dare to look at their ugly face, lowered their heads and whispered: "Next, are you going to knock on the Zhao family's door, or go back to Beihai Palace?"
In the past few days, the soldiers of the Beihai Palace have taken turns to keep an eye on their young master, unable to get out of the Beihai Palace. Today, I finally got out of the mansion in my spare time, and outside the wall of the Zhao Family Courtyard, I listened to this song again...
Even they wanted to shed tears for their young master.
