Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 328 Find a good man and marry it
Tonight, Yueming people are looking all the way, I don't know who will fall in autumn.

Ling Yue walked down the palace path sullenly, raising her head to look at the bright moon in the sky from time to time.

"Thinking of your son?"

Ah Yun tightened her cloak tightly, her eyes were as gentle as moonlight.

She said "hmm", "He didn't reply to my letter, he has no conscience, it's useless for me to embroider the sachet for him until my hands are torn."

"In your eyes, does everyone have no conscience?" He lowered his head and scratched the tip of her nose, which made her heart thump.

It seems that since she kissed him on a whim that night at Yuming Temple, he has always made some intimate moves towards her.

At first, she was cautious, testing her reaction, but later, it became more and more natural.

It was as if he had her tacit approval.

She also expressed dissatisfaction, but he immediately put on a pitiful look, as if he had done nothing wrong, but she abandoned him.

She almost believed him, if she hadn't followed him secretly.

Wearing a mask, the poor boy who had just finished pretending entered a yard with three entrances and three exits, opened the mechanism, and entered a secret passage.

There were many bloody people tied inside.

He sat expressionlessly, raised his finger slightly, and someone who didn't cooperate was immediately tortured, and her heart trembled when she heard the mournful wailing.

Sometimes she wondered how he could switch between the two expressions so well.

When facing her, the tenderness in his eyes could drown her.

When he arrived at the secret passage, his eyes were deep and indifferent, as if the blood in his whole body was cold.

But as long as her family is not involved, she can't stop it. This is their tacit understanding and his compromise.

While she was absent-minded, he tapped her forehead again.

This knock brought her back to her senses.

Before she could resist, he magically pulled a letter from his sleeve and waved it in front of her eyes.

She was immediately excited: "Is it his?"

"I don't know, it's from Dazheng anyway."

He shook again, purposely to whet her appetite, turned and ran away when she was about to grab the letter.

She was in a hurry, and hurried to chase him, calling his name while chasing.

Ling Lie, who was listening to Guan Jingyuan's teaching, suddenly saw the two people frolicking indistinctly, and quickly stopped him: "Yue'er, Ayun, this is the imperial palace, no nonsense is allowed!"

Hearing his father's anxious and angry voice, Ling Yue stopped running, and A Yun also stopped, calling "Uncle".

"Ayun, you are old, you have to take care of her, why did you bring her into trouble?"

Now he is still his nephew in name, if he is rude, he will lose the face of his prime minister.

"Uncle, I know, I will pay attention."

Winking at Ling Yue, she smiled at her father and grandfather, and followed them obediently, keeping a distance.

"Letter to me." She whispered.

"What good am I?" he bargained.

She clenched her fists, still wanting benefits?
Afraid that too much movement would cause dissatisfaction in front of him, he held back his breath: "What do you want?"

He took a hairpin from his sleeve.

Crescent moon hairpin inlaid with gold and gemstones.

"If you want, you want both, or you don't give either."

Threatening her?
It seems that she can only agree, she really wants to know what Han Ming wrote in the letter.

Reluctantly stretched out his hand: "Give it all to me."

He smiled with satisfaction, put the letter in her hand, and inserted the hairpin in her hair himself: "Don't take it down again."

"But that doesn't mean I promise you anything."

She put aside the relationship first, a hairpin is a hairpin, not a hairpin that represents anything.

You can't talk too much, especially to him.Stay on the line and see you later.

If you don't give hope, you won't be disappointed.

If we recognize each other in the long years to come, then it will not be too late to be together again.

He tilted his head, his smiling eyes carried an indescribable affection: "What do you think I asked you to promise me?"

She didn't speak.

He decided to break through the layer of window paper, making it impossible for her to escape and escape.

"Why did you kiss me that night?"

She lowered her head to open the letter to avoid his fiery gaze.

"Whim."

"But I mean it. I like that."

The movement of her hands paused, and her eyes looked around unnaturally.

Fortunately, no one cares here.

"This habit is not good, change it as soon as possible."

He had displeasure in his eyes, and he didn't answer his words!

"What are you worrying about?"

She took out the letter paper, cleared her throat, but still didn't look up.

"No worries. I said it just now, it was just a whim, so I can't take it seriously. Whoever is serious will lose."

He thought about her words seriously, and answered her words seriously.

"How long is your one moment? Can it last forever? If I can, I'm not afraid of losing."

Her heart skipped a beat, and she took a step back.

She still didn't want to face it squarely, he sighed slightly.

"Let's talk about it later, you read the letter first."

Relieved, she walked alongside him.

It's just that the more I read the letter, the more I don't understand why my brother wrote these to her?

"Ayun." She called him.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Seeing that her expression was wrong, he stopped: "What did the prince say?"

Her originally clear eyes were full of confusion.

"My brother said that he was nice to me on a whim before. He didn't like me. He had a woman he liked. He also said that he was getting married soon, so I gave up my heart. Find a good man and marry him."

Ah Yun's unhappiness was wiped away, and she laughed loudly, rubbing her long hair: "Yue'er, is this 'whim' unique to your family?"

She gave a "bah" sound and handed the letter to him: "Look at it."

Han Ming taught Ah Yun how to write, and he thinks handwriting is fine.

It's just that the content is too absurd, if not bewitched, then bewitched.

Seeing the single father, Ling Yue ran a few steps to catch up with him, and handed him Han Ming's letter: "Father, help me analyze whether my brother is in trouble."

Ling Lie said "no" before reading the letter, his son is both civil and military, if he is troublesome, it will be troublesome to others.

After reading the letter, his beard curled up.

"This letter was not written by Ming'er!"

With the final word, Ling Yue was relieved.

Ayun said: "But this is obviously the handwriting of the prince."

Ling Lie raised his eyebrows, and explained patiently: "Let's not talk about the inexplicable content. Look at the word 'friend', the two 'months' are exactly the same, and they are copied at first glance."

Ah Yun and Ling Yue looked at each other carefully, and smiled at each other, as expected!

Ling Lie continued: "Apart from us, your brother and sister's background is known to you, Xue's grandma, and Da Zheng's old prince, so this letter is written by someone unknown to sow discord between you and Ming'er. "

"Is that Han Lin's trick?" Ling Yue asked in surprise.

Ling Lie patted her on the head: "My daughter is smart. It's not rude to come and go, please write a letter and attach this letter. First, send a knife to your brother, and second, solve the rumor. Otherwise, my son Daughters are always mistaken for a couple, I am not a daughter-in-law, and neither is my son-in-law."

Ling Yue thinks this is a good idea, she must write a lingering farewell letter!

Just as he was about to leave, Ling Lie stopped him.

"Yue'er, you agreed to marry Tian'er in front of your uncle, or you should do it as soon as possible. Your uncle said that Ye Shijing also mentioned it to him. The royal family is too complicated, and none of these princes is innocent. Yes, it's not suitable for you, how can you feel comfortable marrying and being a young wife in the general's mansion."

Ah Yun stopped laughing, and Ling Lie felt weak when he looked at him with piercing eyes.

Really, I forgot about this god!
Embarrassed smile: "It's getting late, the dinner party is about to start, hurry up!"

Ling Yue also felt that Ah Yun's eyes were dangerous, holding her father's arm, the father and daughter walked quickly.

He just faintly felt that there was still a bunch of unkind eyes looking at her.

He turned his head and saw that it was He Jianjia.

(End of this chapter)