"It's you." Si Miao shouted happily when she saw the wailing man.
Nan Liyu also let go of his hand in time, and just when Feng Fanxiao wanted to rub his red ears, Si Miao rushed forward and gave him a firm hug: "I finally see you. "
Later, when Nan Liluo and Ye Xinghe teased Feng Fanxiao, they both said that at that time, his face looked like a cooked eggplant in just a snap of his fingers.
"You, you, you, let me go quickly. How can you behave like a man and a woman without having sex?"
Although he was obviously not weak in martial arts, Feng Fanxiao felt as if some kind of restraining spell had been cast on the woman in front of him. He couldn't break away no matter what, so he could only scream incoherently.
"I won't let you go," Si Miao hugged Feng Fanxiao tightly and said angrily, "You promised my father that you would marry me, but you disappeared when you returned to the Central Plains. Fortunately, I met your friend. "She pointed a finger at Nan Liluo behind her, and immediately hugged her hand back, "If I hadn't insisted on following him to the Central Plains, wouldn't you have had any intention of fulfilling your promise?"
A golden light from the sky shone through the clouds.
I don’t know when the sun came out.
In the corridor, everyone was laughing and crying as they watched a man who was usually so powerful being held tightly by a girl, unable to move.
Ranchen covered his mouth and coughed lightly, looking at the girl in front of him with a bright and dazzling smile: "Miss Si Miao, you can let go first, but as long as I am here, he will not run away."
Si Miao blinked: "Do you really mean what you said?"
"Of course I mean it," Ranchen reached out and gently pulled her arm. For some reason, she always felt that what he said had a kind of magic power. Si Miao also let go of her hand, and Feng Fanxiao, who had been hugged for a long time, Finally feeling a breath of fresh air, he let out a long sigh and said, "People in Yunzhong City will naturally not break their promises. Fan Xiao promised your father to marry you back then, and I will definitely make him keep his promise."
"Master!"
Upon hearing Ranchen's words, Feng Fanxiao stamped his feet angrily and quickly wanted to say something, but Ranchen glared back. He had to walk to Nan Liyu's side angrily and looked at him aggrievedly. Looking at him.
But the usually reliable elder brother just shrugged at him as if there was nothing I could do about it.
"Miss Si Miao, don't worry, Yunzhong City will give you an explanation."
Looking at Feng Fanxiao's unusually aggrieved look, Ranchen was also a little bit dumbfounded. Although he knew that it was immoral to laugh at him like this, he originally agreed to Uncle Jinzhu's marriage in order not to cause trouble and bring unnecessary trouble to him. , I originally thought that after they left Jialan City, maybe after some time, this girl Si Miao would give up on him and marry someone else, but she didn't expect that she had been waiting for him for several years.
If Fanxiao is willing to marry this infatuated person, he may not be able to achieve a good story.
"Okay," Si Miao touched her braids and her eyes turned into crescent moons, "You are the most beautiful one here, so I believe you."
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Hahaha--
Silk Miao's brightness infected everyone present, and everyone's laughter filled the whole yard like a spring breeze.
She smiled so happily.
Like a carefree child, his eyes turned into crescent moons, and his cheeks turned red because of just now.
Qingyang stepped forward and held her shoulders, looking at her with a smile: "You can rest assured now."
The wind blew.
Raising everyone's clothes.
It brought the strange yet familiar floral fragrance of Yunzhong City.
Qingyang took a breath. The last time he came here, it seemed to be spring.
The sickly paleness made the dyed skin crystal clear in the sun. A layer of beautiful light flowed quietly around him, and the dark and delicate eyelashes trembled gently.
His eyes fell from Si Miao to Qingyang.
As if feeling his gaze, Qingyang subconsciously turned his head away from Si Miao.
"Miss Qingyang, farewell to Jialan City. It seems that we haven't seen each other for many years."
Qingyang let go of Si Miao's shoulders, clasped his fists and saluted Ranchen: "City Lord, you are well."
"I haven't seen her for several years, but her style remains the same," Ranchen laughed, "I didn't expect that someone like me would be willing to come to Yunzhong City for an unreliable boy like Li Luo. This is really his blessing."
Qingyang turned his head and glanced at Nan Liluo who was standing aside. The sunlight fell on him at this moment. At that moment, Qingyang seemed to see the appearance when he first met him in Yaowang Valley that year.
"He's good, and I'm not bad either."
"In that case," Ranchen turned sideways and extended his hand to make a gesture of invitation, "Miss Qingyang, welcome home."
The smell of food came from nowhere.
Madam Hu's loud voice came out from the kitchen: "City Lord, dinner is ready."
