Bring your son to chase after your wife, please go home

Chapter 951 The first wedding (3)
She was stunned for a while, then raised her head with a frown, "Then I regret to tell you that Ye Hen is now a dead man, the prince who got himself burned because of treason, anyone in this great Liang could be the master, except Ye Hen No, because...he was already dead."

"You're right." He suddenly let go of her, but still didn't let her go, clasped her shoulders tightly with both hands, with an extremely dignified expression, "The prince who conspired against Ye Hen died a long time ago, and now the person standing in front of you It was Ye Hen who entered the military camp at the age of six and dared to lead troops to defeat the Xiling Army at the age of ten, and vowed to unify the mountains and rivers so that you could not escape."

After he finished speaking, he clasped the back of her head tightly and sucked her lips tightly without warning.

Suddenly his eyes widened, Baili Changge looked at this picturesque face so close at hand, and suddenly remembered the words he asked her before.

——Do you actually think that I entered the barracks and learned the art of war to serve the royal family?
Not to fight for the royal family, is it really for her?
He obviously hated her so much, wishing he could keep a distance from her all the time.

This kiss was too lingering, he tasted the fragrance between her lips and teeth over and over again, and the seeds of desire that had been buried for 12 years bloomed that night.

Baili Changge felt that Ye Hen's change came inexplicably, the day before he was coldly facing her, wishing he could poison her to death with that poisonous tongue, but at this moment, he wished he could eat her to his stomach.

After a long time, he let her go.

Baili Changge covered his chest and panted heavily.

He stood on the flower terrace, looking down at her from a height, "Are you still running away?"

"I……"

"Ok?"

"Fuck your ass!" She was so angry that she tried her best to wash her lips with water. Why, why should he forcefully kiss her, she must respond!
He jumped down, raised her jaw with his index finger, and measured her carefully.

"Get rid of your salty pig's hand!" Baili Changge gave him a disgusted look, stretched out his hand to slap his paw away, and went back to sleep angrily, but it was a rare insomnia in 16 years.

The next day, when she opened the door with panda eyes on her face, she saw him standing outside with a bowl of hot porridge in his hand.

Seeing her appearance, he twitched the corner of his mouth, handed the porridge to her dully, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, hey!" Baili Changge slapped the bowl heavily on the table, and shouted at his back, "You don't seem to have explained what you did last night, why, you want to run away? It's mine, where do you think you can escape to?"

Hearing these sarcasm, he paused, turned around slowly, and threw a sentence to her, "Before I leave, I want you to marry me."

"Is this your attitude to propose marriage?" Baili Changge frowned deeply. She didn't know whether to say that this man was domineering or that he had a low EQ. A sentence that could have been beautiful and romantic came out of his mouth and turned into ice scum .

However, after that day, she hadn't seen him for a long time, and the promise to marry her, and the promise to make her escape, seemed to have become memories after that side.

Baili Changge was inexplicably flustered, she ran to ask the old man, the old man's answer seemed to be reciting his lines, "You won't marry him, why are you so worried about him?"

She is very depressed, is there any inevitable connection between marrying him and worrying about him?
There were only three of them in Guli, but now there is one less, and even Zhizhi is listless, eating and sleeping every day, with a depraved appearance of "If Yehen doesn't come back, he would rather be a pig".

Baili Changge would fly up to a line of snow-capped mountains with the wine jar in her arms every day, and look down from there, but she couldn't see anything except the rolling hills. Seeing people on the Qujiang River coming slowly with bamboo rafts, getting closer to the Xuantieshi gate, and closer to her heart.

(End of this chapter)