Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 278
There was a lot of panting in the room, and the voice became louder and louder.

The guard was sitting under the eaves, his fair skin was flushed red, he was holding the half-cut comb tightly in his hand, trembling uncontrollably.

"Will you be my husband when you grow up?" The girl stared at him with a pair of watery eyes. She is not very white, and her face looks bigger than girls of the same age. Her face follows her brother, and her facial features are not very good. Beautiful, but very majestic, grandma said it was a blessing.

"Yes!" The little one nodded heavily.

But the girl laughed loudly: "You are as thin as bean sprouts and I want to marry you! Your arms are not as thick as mine."

"I'll work hard to eat meat when I go back, and I'll be as thick as you tomorrow." He said seriously.

"Even if your arms are thicker than mine, I won't marry you, bean sprouts!" The girl made a face at him and ran away.

If you don't marry, why tease?
Due to system problems, he can't get fat no matter what he eats, and he can't grow much meat. He is as thin and long as a bean sprout.He also became more and more inferior in front of her.

They are boys and girls who pray for rain in the village. Because their birthdays are very compatible, every time there is autumn rain in the village, they will kneel side by side on the altar, fold their hands together and pray devoutly. Within a stick of incense, the rain will come down.

The elders in the village said that they are golden boys and jade girls, and if they can be married, they will bring infinite blessings to the village.

He felt that he would marry her sooner or later. Although she was not beautiful, he could still accept her.Until that year, 16-year-old Zhaojun came to inspect the village and brought a new type of rice seed to the village, which can resist drought. Every household frantically ran to collect the seeds. As a result, she was knocked down on the road and was almost trampled. , it was he who helped her up, and it was also the first time she saw Zhaojun's face clearly when she was ignorant.

As a result, the next day, she said to him: "Zhong Lisi, tell me, how can I become his wife?"

I heard that she also pestered her brother at home, and his brother was already annoyed by her questioning.

Later, his elder brother joined the army and was named a general because of his bravery and skill in battle. After a few victories, he was named a general. Later, she really married him as the sister-in-law of General Zuo.

This is regarded as a legend in the village. The old people in the village are very sorry, but they are also happy that there is a princess in the village.

Since she entered the palace, they have kept in touch with letters. He thought she was happy, but he could often read her sadness in the letters.

She is not happy.

The man she loves has too many women, just like the stars in the sky, she is just one of them, and it is not bright, that man married her to win over her brother, after all, she is just a tool.

After entering the palace, she lived a life of rich clothes and fine food, and began to wait aimlessly, waiting for him to come to her, and her life became a dry well, but it was not a dry well, because occasionally he would come, The well would be filled with water, but the number of times he came was like the number of times it rained in the village throughout the year, and she had to pray for rain.

She put her hands together and prayed for him to come like praying for rain, but he didn't come as expected like rain.

She must be very happy now, just like when it rains in the village, the villagers happily bathe in the rain and sing songs...

Isn't she just singing?

Huan, song.

Listening to the sound waves inside, his heart ached like a twist.

Zhong Lisi sat under the eaves until the next morning, when the man left neatly dressed, through the flower window, he saw that she was still sleeping soundly on the couch in the shadowy tent.

At this moment, Wei Ying was practicing her sword in the courtyard, she slashed with her sword, cutting off Zhao Jun's favorite black orchid.Then another sword cut off the canna tribute from Persia...

The wind of the sword rustled, and Wei Ying held a sword in her hand, like a sharp knife cutting through the mess. Several palace people were terrified, but no one dared to stop them. Judging by the situation, she wanted to kill all the people in the courtyard. I don't give up until the flowers are cut.

Wei Ying turned around and slashed her sword, but she didn't expect that Zhaojun was standing behind her, the sword happened to be on his throat, if she got any closer, she would be able to pierce his throat with the sword.

Wei Ying stared at him coldly, Shui Lingling's eyes were full of murderous intent at the moment, even though she had seen him, she still held her sword and kept this posture motionless.

Zhaojun stared at her without any change in expression, and the palace people on the side were stunned.

"Let it go." After a while, Zhaojun said.

Wei Ying didn't respond.

Zhaojun curled his lips into a smile, raised his neck instead, took a step forward, and the tip of the sword touched his neck, a trace of surprise flashed in Wei Ying's eyes, she subconsciously withdrew the sword, he moved forward, she retracted again, and finally forced her to hold the sword. The sword was lowered.

The whole yard was full of flowers and plants that had been cut off by her, and the ground was in a mess, which was horrible.

"Those flowers and plants have nothing to worry about or complain about you, you are angry, come to me." Zhaojun took another step forward, approaching her.

"Distressed?" Wei Ying looked at him provocatively.

Those are the flowers and plants that he cherishes very much at ordinary times, and they are specially taken care of by the palace servants every day. Now, they are all destroyed by her.

She just wants him to feel sorry for her so that she can feel better.

"Well, a little." He said, "You must be very tired after trimming so many flowers and plants today." He said and grabbed her wrist, "My lord, I feel sorry for your hand."

"Like that thousand-year-old black orchid, the branches are as thick as a wine glass. How wasteful it is for you to cut it down. Those palace people are really ignorant, and they don't know how to help you..."

Wei Ying was stunned, and wanted to pull out her wrist, but he held it firmly in his hand, and couldn't move it no matter what.

"Tonight is the fifteenth day. There is a Lantern Festival among the people. This king will take you outside the palace to watch the lanterns." He lowered his head and said to her.

"Don't go."

"Are you sure you don't want to go?" Zhaojun jokingly smiled, "If you don't go, I will find someone else."

"You go."

But Zhaojun looked at her face: "You really want me to find someone else's woman? You won't cry when I leave."

"No, you go." Wei Ying's voice sounded quite calm.

"Okay." Zhaojun nodded, turned around and left, one step, two steps, three steps, he counted silently in his heart, three, two, one... Then he turned around quickly and saw tears in her eyes.

He turned around and pointed at her, smiling evilly.

"You still say you won't cry?" Zhaojun walked in front of her again, and wiped the tears off her face with his hand, "You girl, you must have been a duck in your previous life, otherwise, why would your mouth be so hard?"

"Hmph!" Wei Ying snorted coldly and said angrily. "If I were a duck, I would definitely peck to pieces your big carrot!"

I just spent the spring night with another woman last night, and today I can flirt with her casually like this, Wei Ying just wants to take a sword and poke him into a sieve.

Zhaojun sighed slightly: "Last night, Murong Yun searched Concubine Xuan's bedroom all night, and she has no suspicion."

(End of this chapter)