His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 729 What is sincerity?

"Thank you, I should go."

When she came back to her senses, she withdrew her hand and Chang Mengru turned around and was about to leave. Before it was too late, she had to let go as soon as possible, and she couldn't let herself sink deeper and deeper.

"Aru, why are you rejecting me? I can feel it. You treat me the same way I feel about you. In that case, why do you reject me?"

"I don't want to be a prince, but I will go back to hiding with you, and we will live here. There are mountains and rivers, ten miles of peach forests, just the two of us."

Seeing that she insisted on leaving, Gong Yechen took Chang Mengru's hand, trying to keep him.

"Lord Chen, do you know what sincerity is? We can't be together, and I'm going to get married soon, so let me go."

Chang Mengru opened Gong Yechen's hand, said a cold sentence, turned around and left.

"Aru?"

Gong Yechen was stunned to the side, watching Chang Mengru's back going away, but he couldn't say what came to his mouth, his heart was astringent, a little blocked.

She is getting married?

He didn't believe it, he was the one who met her first, Aru belonged to him alone, no one could take it away.

Aru, you can only be my bride, wait for me, I will come back to marry you.

Looking at the peach blossom forest in Nuo Da, Gong Yechen pondered in his heart, but the thoughts in his mind became more determined.

In the bustling town, a hydrangea-throwing wedding ceremony is being held on a high platform at the moment. There are dense crowds of people gathered on the ground, and they all come to join in the fun and want to see the beauty.

There is nothing on the high platform, only a woman standing on it, holding a big red hydrangea in her hand, ready to throw it down.

The woman's body is exquisite, her breasts are high, and she is wearing a pink dress, which makes her figure even more concave-convex and graceful.

Her waterfall-like black hair was scattered all over her body, and she was wearing a white silk scarf on her face, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

A pair of clean and pure eyes, the jet-black eyes are as bright as stars, making people unable to move their eyes away.

Hanging on the high platform is a piece of white paper, with a few strokes on it, which is the requirement of throwing hydrangea balls to recruit relatives this time.

The woman is an orphan, without parents, alone.The man has no marriage, and those who win the hydrangea only marry Iraqis.

Just a few lines of words are all the requirements for this hydrangea throwing.

"Tsk tsk tsk, now who doesn't have three wives and four concubines, a fool would only marry one woman."

"Hey, don't say that, you see, that little girl has such a good figure, she must not be bad looking."

"She is the only one in the family, so it's normal to find someone to rely on. Don't talk nonsense, let's see who got the hydrangea first."

The crowd exploded, and everyone talked a lot. Looking at the woman in pink on the high platform, I couldn't help but start to look forward to it.

The woman looked around, looked at the people under the stands, held a hydrangea ball in her hand, then stepped forward, stretched out her hand and took off the face scarf.

A delicate face comes into view, with a small nose, pink and thin lips, the face is like a jade crown, and the skin is like cream, making people unable to take their eyes off at a glance.

Such a pure and flawless girl, one can't help but want to hold her in the palm of his hand and love her dearly.

The people who were just watching the play just now rushed forward one by one, raised their hands high, and rushed forward, just to get the hydrangea in the woman's hand.

To get such a beautiful woman, even if she is the only one, they would be willing.They couldn't bear the yellow-faced woman at home long ago, if they could marry such a wonderful woman home, they would do whatever they wanted.

Looking at the people in the audience who came forward bravely, with the corners of their mouths slightly curled up, Chang Mengru smiled lightly, with a strange look on her face.

(End of this chapter)