It's Qi Xingyun, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and today's groom.
What's strange is that at this moment, he is not wearing the wedding clothes that a groom should have, but is wearing a purple slim robe, with a python dragon with teeth and claws embroidered on the shoulder with gold thread.
Her dark hair was hung loosely behind her back, fastened only by a long jade hairpin.
At this moment, he changed from the deep and indifferent person in front of others, and his whole body exudes domineering and noble.
Seeing his body language, Yang Ruoqing frowned secretly.
She was guessing something bad in her heart, but she pretended to be calm on her face.
"Your Highness, what do you mean by this?" she asked, looking at him and the closed door behind him.
Qi Xingyun looked at her straightly and said, "Qing'er, you are a smart woman like Bingxue. You understand what Xingyun means. Why do you have to pretend to be confused?"
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's face turned cold.
"Your Highness, as Mrs. Zhongyongbo, I am accompanying my men to congratulate His Highness on his wedding today. Is this how His Highness entertains the family members of meritorious ministers?" she asked with a sneer, with disgust in her eyes.
Qi Xingyun ignored her disgust and walked towards her.
"Don't come over. If you come over again, I won't be polite!" Yang Ruoqing said, turning around and jumping directly to the stand holding the sword.
She was about to pick up the sword, but found that the sword was so damn heavy that she couldn't pick it up. When she turned around again, Qi Xingyun was already in front of her.
He stretched out his hand towards her, as if wanting to touch her face.
She twisted her waist to avoid his hand, and at the same time, she kicked his lower body.
It's so fast that you almost don't need to think about it, just make your moves instinctively.
Qi Xingyun was not a vegetarian either. He bowed his body and slid back a few steps, successfully avoiding Yang Ruoqing's kick.
Yang Ruoqing took advantage of the situation and jumped to the other side, widening the distance between the two while holding the soft black gold whip in her hand.
"Qi Xingyun, if you want to speak, just stand there and speak carefully. I might be able to listen to a few words."
"If you come up here and use your hands and feet, even if I can't beat you, I can fight to the death with you!"
Yang Ruoqing's whole body was tense, her body was like a sharp arrow that could be shot out at any time, but the expression on her face was strangely calm and calm.
After the awkward moment, Qi Xingyun slowly stood up straight.
He put his hands behind his back and looked at Yang Ruoqing. Not only was there no anger on his face, but his eyes were a little more burning.
If what happened just now happened to another woman, there would definitely be two reactions.
One, take the initiative to stick to him and climb on him impatiently, or submit and submit without daring to resist.
Second, it is screaming in panic, like a weak chicken with no ability to protect itself, waiting helplessly to be bullied and slaughtered.
However, the woman in front of him went beyond the normal reaction of a woman.
She knew clearly that she was no match for him, but she still showed her sharp claws at him like a little beast.
Have personality!
"Qing'er..." Qi Xingyun spoke again. Just as he called out her name, she was rudely interrupted.
"You should call me Mrs. Luo. We're not familiar with each other, so we don't just call her my given name casually!" Yang Ruoqing said in disgust.
Qi Xingyun raised his hand and touched his nose, smiling awkwardly.
Then, he put his hands behind his back and looked down at Yang Ruoqing.
"Mrs. Luo, don't be so nervous. Nebula won't hurt you." He said sincerely.
Yang Ruoqing said nothing, just looked at him coldly, but her mind was running rapidly, thinking about how to escape from Juyixuan smoothly.
Obviously, coming to this backyard today was simply a plan by Qi Xingyun.
He must have overheard the conversation between Tang Yazi and the second prince about Chen'er, so he used it as bait to trick her into coming here under the guise of their names.
Yang Ruoqing was also a little annoyed, feeling that she had taken it a little lightly. It had been a long time since she had been an agent, and her consciousness had become slower.
But when I thought about it, Qi Xingyun was also cunning, and his excuse was really perfect.
On the opposite side, Qi Xingyun's voice sounded again, pulling Yang Ruoqing's thoughts back to reality.
"I came to you today because I actually wanted to ask you a question," Qi Xingyun said.
"This sentence has been in Xingyun's heart for many years. She has always wanted to ask it, but never had the chance to ask..."
"Since I haven't asked for many years, there is no need to ask now." Yang Ruoqing interrupted Qi Xingyun again.
"Today is a good day for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's wedding. The Crown Princess and two concubines are on the way. I heard that Concubine Su carried the dowry a hundred and eighty times, and the makeup was red for ten miles. The scene is unprecedented."
"Your Highness, if I were you, I would definitely change into the groom's wedding clothes right now, and then go to the front yard to greet the guests and wait for the newlyweds to come in, instead of talking nonsense to the minister's wife in the backyard!" she said .
Qi Xingyun turned a deaf ear to her words.
He slowly took two steps towards her, stared deeply into her eyes, and said word by word: "Qing'er, if I make you my concubine, you will be allowed to pamper the harem alone, and all other concubines will be useless."
"You, are you willing to give me a chance, so that we can become husband and wife for once in this life?"
Hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded, as if turned to stone.
In my heart, there were ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping past.
"Qing'er, why don't you speak?" Qi Xingyun asked again.
"If you change your mind and are willing to give Nebula a chance, now that Zhao has not entered the door, there is still room for change." He said again.
His voice was calm as usual, with a bit of anxiety, even urgency.
In his eyes, there was even more pleading, anxiety, and expectation...
Yang Ruoqing finally recovered from the huge shock.
She laughed angrily, pointed at her nose and asked him: "Did I hear you correctly? You want to make me queen?"
"I am twenty-three this year. I have a man, a son and a daughter. I am a childhood sweetheart with my man, and we have a deep love for each other."
"You want me to give you an answer? Qi Xingyun, was your brain caught in the door panel, or did you take the wrong medicine?"
"My mind is very clear and I understand what I am doing!" Qi Xingyun said in a deep voice.
"Qing'er, I know you have a close relationship with General Luo. It doesn't matter. I don't mind."
"I don't care if you have children or a daughter. As long as you nod, I will naturally find a way to arrange a new identity for you and marry you in an honorable manner!"
"At that time, I will treat General Luo and your children well, and ensure that their children and grandchildren will always be blessed by the emperor and enjoy glory and wealth forever..."
"I bother!"
Yang Ruoqing directly used Tan's trick and spat at Qi Xingyun.
"Shut up, my mother won't let me talk to Silly Bi!" she said impatiently.
"In this life, I will only be married to my Tang Yazi. I am his person in life and his ghost in death."
"Whether he is a general or a salted duck egg seller, I am absolutely determined to follow him."
"I just like to give birth to children for him for the rest of my life. I don't care about being a queen. Don't insult me, the man, and our children with those promises. We don't care!"
