When Nangong Yuanyi heard this, not only was he not angry, but he bowed respectfully to Mrs. Yu, "The old lady's lesson is right, so it is the fate assigned to me by God that I know Xiao Yue'er. I will never give up no matter what." , our meeting has already determined our lifelong fate, so please, old lady, believe in us."
After speaking, Nangong Yuanyi took out a long and delicate box from his cuffs. His eyes were deep but shining like the brightest star in the night sky. He handed it to An Xiyue personally: "This is the gift I gave you today. Open it and take a look." .”
An Xiyue was still calm in what he just said. He said "we" instead of "I".
She had never imagined that Nangong Yuanyi would say these words in front of so many people. The haze in her heart suddenly disappeared. She took it blankly, as if the gossip around her could not affect her at all. With his jade fingers like green onion and white jade, he gently opened the box and saw a bamboo stick placed on the bright red brocade, as if it was his most cherished treasure.
An Xiyue's eyes widened in surprise, "What is this?"
Seeing her granddaughter's happy look, the old lady also looked at the brocade box, which contained a bamboo stick.
Although Wei admired Nangong Yuanyi very much, looking at the entire Northern Dynasty, who dared to express love to a woman as shameless as the prince, but what did Yue'er's expression mean? Did she agree or disagree?
"Guan Guan Jiujiu is in the river continent, and the gentle lady and gentleman are so jealous." An Xiyue's eyes were full of confusion and questions.
"Ten months ago, Jingyue Temple, you personally delivered this bamboo stick to me. At that time, my mother-in-law took me to Jingyue Temple to seek marriage. This is not our fate." Nangong Yuanyi explained. He said: "The Bodhisattva from Jingyue Temple gave this top sign to me only after he appeared. Do you think we are very destined?"
Only then did An Xiyue remember that there seemed to be such a thing, but the situation at that time was not what Nangong Yuanyi said at all. She remembered that Nangong Yuanyi was forced to ask for the lottery, and there was no sincerity in the lottery. He was playing tricks. The Bodhisattva has no intention of casting lots.
"Is this the one I lost?" An Xiyue seemed to have remembered something. In desperation, she actually pulled out a bamboo stick from her hair and threw it away without looking at it. At that time, she was busy looking for her mother.
Nangong Yuanyi's lips curved up into a fond smile, "So our fate is destined by God and approved by Bodhisattva."
"Young poor man, your mother and concubine don't agree, even if the Jade Emperor comes in person." An Xiyue's voice unknowingly became gentle and quiet. She was so used to talking with him that she actually forgot about the current wave that was at the cusp of the storm. inside.
Turning her eyes, she saw everyone staring at her. She was falling deeper and deeper into Nangong Yuanyi's affection step by step. The red dress made her skin so delicate. An Xiyue had never felt so embarrassed. , the face turned red immediately.
Nangong Hao felt that the affectionate An Xiyue was even cuter and more beautiful now. What was in those big clear eyes was not him, but Nangong Yuanyi. Something seemed to be flowing away from his heart, which made his heart twist for no reason. When the pain arose, he told himself that he didn't really like An Xiyue, she was just a pawn of his.
But the more he thought about it, the more he wanted her.
Suddenly, everyone instantly became witnesses of their love. Waves of applause rang out. Mei Shuqing screamed desperately from the side: "Tsk, tsk, even the Bodhisattva is your witness. Yue'er, you can't escape in this life." The devil has captured the birth son."
