cute baby fairy

Chapter 7 Forced Marriage
"Look at your current appearance, how can you still look like a lady! Xiao Qi, tell me how old you are, do you still want to get married?!"

So the old man came this time, really wanting her to go back and get married...

"Father, I don't want to get married." She replied unambiguously.

"What! You are already past Jiji's age, if the Second Prince hadn't had a soft spot for you, you deserved to be an old girl all your life!"

Ah Xi, is this still her own father? She is just a talent, and she has a lot of youth waiting to be squandered!

Seeing her arrogance, An Mohan began to count with his fingers, "When you were eight years old, my father sent you up the mountain and asked Dong Daxian to give you a fate. When you were ten years old, your fate had problems..."

In the thatched hut, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and it was out of control.

On the wooden bridge outside the thatched cottage, two figures, one big and one small, were sitting.

"Father, do you really have the heart to watch your mother marry someone else?"

The little milk bag dangled two short legs, pouted and looked very unhappy.

"It's her destiny."

Dong Ziyu returned indifferently.

Suddenly, he turned his head and reprimanded solemnly, "Call Master."

"Oh."

An Xiaoyu's small mouth was pouted enough to hold five catties of meat, and she complained in a low voice, "But my father clearly said that my mother fell into the six realms of reincarnation in order to find all the magic crystal fragments to perform crimes and meritorious deeds, why did she let my mother marry someone else? Does father not love mother anymore?"

"..."

"If father really doesn't love mother, why are you so nervous about mother's safety at the end of today, and still hug mother in public?"

Recalling what happened in the afternoon, An Xiaoyu could still vividly remember it. If her father hadn't acted faster, she would have been credited with saving her mother.

But it's worth it to exchange for a bag of broken silver and my mother's smile.

Dong Ziyu was speechless, and remained silent for a while, but still said the same three words, "Master."

There is something called cause and effect in this world.

A charming dream 500 years ago tied him and her together, and thus he got the fruit called "retribution".

And An Xiaoyu is their "retribution".

"Father, please help mother..."

An Xiaoyu pursed her lips and acted coquettishly.

Dong Ziyu still didn't say a word, quietly listening to the intermittent quarrels in the room...

"I'm not going back!"

In the hut, An Qijiu shouted until her voice became hoarse, "I don't want to marry either! Dad, I haven't seen what the outside world looks like since I was eight years old when I went to Taixian Mountain. Now Master has finally allowed me to experience it. , I don’t want to be bound by marriage to be free again!”

"Presumptuous! Marriage has been the order of parents since ancient times, and the words of a matchmaker, not to mention that it is an imperial decree. How can you say that you will not marry if you don't marry?!"

"I won't marry!"

Snapped--

A crisp slap sounded, and it hurt Dong Ziyu's heart.

Suddenly, he got up and walked into the house...

"If you violate the imperial decree, you will be punished by the nine clans! If you don't want to die, will more than a hundred people in Anfu be buried with you?!"

"I……"

"Jiujiu, don't be willful."

Dong Ziyu came in, and interrupted An Qijiu's words in a deep voice that he wanted to continue.

On the side, An Mohan's expression was very bad, but when he saw Dong Ziyu, he still managed to restrain his anger.

"Master An, why don't you go back to the mansion first. At tomorrow's day, I will send her back in person. What do you think?" Dong Ziyu asked.

An Mohan glared at An Qijiu, and then replied, "With the words of the Great Immortal Dong, then An can't be more relieved, there is the Great Immortal Dong."

(End of this chapter)