When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

When Yun Jinghuang left, he left a letter for Fu Yunran.

In the letter, Feng Ling'er's miserable life in her previous life was described in detail in the form of a storybook.

A man and a woman grew up together as childhood sweethearts.

However, the man was only focused on weapons research and development, and the woman was not good at speaking up, so they kept their feelings for more than ten years buried in their hearts.

Finally one day, the woman wanted to confess her love and made an appointment to meet the man at the Weapon Pavilion, but after waiting for a whole day, she received news of the man's death.

She didn't even have the chance to say the words hidden in her heart...

Moreover, the man's body was destroyed beyond recognition by the furnace. No one dared to approach the body except the woman.

The woman, who was always sunny and warm, cried for several days and nights while holding the corpse. She cried until her voice became hoarse and she was heartbroken. She also repeatedly confirmed that someone had tampered with the ordnance department!

She went to the Three Officials for the dead man, beat the drums to the heavens, and finally wore a bright red wedding dress and hanged herself at the place where they first met...

Fu Yunran frowned when he finished reading the letter.

What does this say?

When did Huang Er start liking to write storybooks? And even made up such bizarre things?

Feng Linger, that carefree girl, likes him?

I really didn’t see it.

Yun Jinghuang also sent a letter to Feng Ling'er, which read:

"A person's life is no more than 19 days. There are 2.3 years in a year, and there are days left.

Half of that time is spent on sleeping and eating, leaving 1.15 days.

The daytime hours are used for attending court and doing official business. The time left for oneself is only two short hours each day.

In other words, there are only 1916 days left in life to live for yourself, which means there are only five years left.

Five years will also get rid of the gray hair and haggard face.

Don’t waste time, don’t waste yourself. "

When Feng Ling'er saw the letter at home, her palms and heart felt hot.

She had never calculated this account, never thought about this problem, but now...

Master Feng came in and angrily scolded, "Look at the Regent Princess, she is the same age as you and has already been married! What other woman is like you, who is still unmarried at the age of 19?

Now, immediately, at this moment! Follow me to see the Master of the Ministry of Rites!"

If Feng Ling'er hadn't seen this letter, she might have gone on a blind date.

Because she didn't dare to confess her feelings to Fu Yunran, fearing that they wouldn't even be able to be friends, she thought that she could delay it for a day, as there was still a lot of time left.

If it really doesn't work, I'll just marry someone and be good friends with Fu Yunran for life.

But after reading the letter, when the time came to force marriage, she realized that life was really so short. Was she going to spend her whole life with someone she didn't love?

"I'm going to go out for a while! We'll get married when I come back!"

After Feng Ling'er finished speaking, she immediately ran out holding up her skirt.

She asked her maid to deliver a letter to Fu Yunran, which read: "Weapon maniac, come to the Weapon Pavilion and choose a weapon for me."

The Weapon Pavilion is a 70%-tall building in the Eastern Qin State. It houses all weapons in the world and stands in the most prosperous downtown area.

Feng Ling'er stood on the top floor, looking at the dazzling array of weapons on the wall, her bright eyes gradually becoming profound.

She will never forget the time when she was 8 years old and chose weapons here.

The man in scarlet brocade clothes suddenly appeared and talked eloquently about which weapons were not suitable for women and the advantages and disadvantages of various weapons.

He picked up a whip and handed it to her, and then he handed it to her heart.

At that time, she didn't know what love was, she just knew that she liked following him and sticking to him.

I didn't expect so many years to have passed in a flash...

She waited anxiously, her heart more nervous than ever before.

When Fu Yunran from the Fu family received the letter, his hands trembled violently.

Feng Linger...actually asked him to meet at the Weapon Pavilion?

It’s exactly the same as the storybook written by little sister Yun’er!

At this time, the guard came in and asked him, "Sixth Young Master, are you still going to the Armament Department?"

Arms Department...

In the storybook written by little sister Yun'er, he went there temporarily, but accidentally fell into the furnace...

So, everything fits in?

Is it true?

"No... not for now."

Fu Yunran left the house and rode his horse to the weapons pavilion.

But when they reached the weapons attic, they rode their horses around it.

He, who has always been heartless, felt inexplicably conflicted for the first time.

I want to go up to see Feng Ling'er? What will she say?

If she really confessed her love, how should he refuse?

For so long, he had never thought about that and only treated her as a sister...

As I walked around, the sun set in the west, and the setting sun looked like blood.

Fu Yunran's mind flashed back to those women. The girl waited for a whole day, but what she waited for was a body that was beyond recognition... In the end, she hanged herself at the place where they first met...

The first place I saw was the Weapon Pavilion.

In the end, Fu Yunran finally went to the Weapon Pavilion.

When I reached the top floor, I saw Feng Ling'er standing in front of the window in a red dress in an empty room filled with weapons.

Seeing him coming, Feng Ling'er frowned: "Why did you take so long? You made me wait for so long, are you asking for a beating?"

"I..." Fu Yunran was unusually reserved.

When Feng Ling'er heard him talking, she remembered the important matters of the day and stopped teasing him.

She said, "I...I'm going to get married."

"Hmm?" Fu Yunran frowned suddenly, as if... it was not the same as he had imagined.

An inexplicable sense of loss suddenly arose in my mind.

Feng Linger added: "My father asked me to marry the son of the Minister of Rites, and we will get married on a chosen date."

"Oh..." Fu Yunran still didn't react much, as if his brain was freezing.

Feng Ling'er was furious and stared at him, "By then I won't have time to come to you and I won't bother you anymore.

I will spend the wedding night with the son of the Ministry of Rites, marry him and have children."

Fu Yunran: “Oh…”

Feng Linger:!!!

I couldn't bear it any longer.

The cute girl walked up to the boy, raised her hand, stood on tiptoe, and gave the boy a hard slap on the head:

"Oh what? Oh! You can't say anything else except oh!"

Fu Yunran frowned in pain. His handsome face was sharp and arrogant, with an edge that was unique to him.

Normally, just by standing there, everyone would know that he was not someone to be trifled with.

But now that he was hit hard on the head by the girl, he did not fight back, but frowned heroically:

"I……"

"What me!"

Feng Ling'er pushed him against the wall next to him and pressed his shoulders with both hands.

She was shorter than him, only reaching his shoulders, but she looked up with an arrogant look on her face:

"I mean... Fu Yunran, if you don't marry me, I will really marry someone else!"

Fu Yunran's body stiffened as he finally heard relevant words from her mouth.

So...the story written by little sister Yun'er is true!

Feng Linger...has really always...

Fu Yunran, who usually showed no fear, seemed a little at a loss as to what to do.

"Well, I've never thought about it... I don't seem to have that kind of feeling towards you..."

"You big idiot, you know there's no feeling even without even trying!"

The girl in red suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed the boy's lips with her pink lips.

She didn't know how to do it either, so she just put her little hands on the boy's shoulders, lips pressed against his, without moving.

After sticking to it for a while, he stretched out his soft thing and licked, nibbled and bit it.

Fu Yunran never thought that he would be pressed against the wall by a woman, especially when she bit him without any rules...

She pressed her whole body against him, pressing very tightly against him.

Even through her clothes, he could feel the girl's...

The base of his ear suddenly became hot and red.

Feng Ling'er kissed him for a long time, and when she didn't feel his reaction, she let him go, her face as red as cinnabar.

"Hey, what do you mean? Can you do it? Are you a wooden man?"

"I..." Fu Yunran's chest was heaving, as if something was beating wildly inside.

"It's me again! Stop talking!"

Feng Ling'er was angry. She had mustered up the courage, but he was still like this.

Her pride made her punch him in the chest: "You big idiot, just pretend I was never here today!

I'm going to marry someone else right now! Someone else won't be as stupid as you!"

She turned and left, but she was so angry that she turned back and stomped on his foot: "You big idiot, you definitely can't do it! You can't do it!"

There were marks on Fu Yunran's chest and feet from being beaten and stepped on by the girl. She said willfully and nonsensically, "No, no..."

"Who do you think can't do it?"

Fu Yunran finally controlled her arm when she was about to hit him, flipped her over, and pressed her against the wall.

Feng Ling'er still looked up at him, "You just can't do it! I heard that men will react when they are kissed, but you don't, you are definitely not a man!"

She chattered incessantly, with her head tilted back the whole time. Her cherry-pink lips were still covered in water stains that looked crystal clear.

Fu Yunran didn't know what he was thinking. When he saw the lips that were chattering non-stop and were shining with water stains, he lowered his head and kissed them fiercely.

Men always learn things by themselves when it comes to this kind of thing, and his kiss is more domineering than Feng Linger's.

Feng Ling'er was pressed against the wall by him. Due to years of practicing weapons, he had great strength and his whole body was filled with masculine aura.

It seems... at this moment... he is no longer the naive young man in my impression...

Perhaps to punish her, the kiss was very long and he even pressed her very tightly.

She was aware of the changes under the young man's brocade clothes...

After a while, the young man in brocade clothes finally let her go. His voice was a little hoarse: "Are you still talking nonsense?"

"I……"

This time, it was Feng Ling'er's turn to lower her head and feel helpless...

She was wild, but this was her first time facing such a Fu Yunran... especially the hard feeling before...

It took Feng Ling'er a while to find her voice again: "I'm getting married... If you don't marry me, you are not allowed to tell anyone about what happened today!"

Fu Yunran had never thought about these things before, but after this kind of contact, thinking that she was going to marry someone else, having this kind of contact, and the woman who had always been by his side in the past going to make a fuss in front of another man, he felt a strong discomfort deep in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Feng Ling'er walked past him and said, "I'm really going to get married!"

She was about to leave angrily, but the boy suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

Her body was pulled back to him.

She heard the boy say, "You're going to get married anyway... Marrying me doesn't seem to make any difference."

Feng Ling'er's bright eyes suddenly changed. After a moment, she reacted and looked up at him:

"You said it! Go back and prepare for the wedding. If you don't come to marry me, I'll knock your head off!"

"Oh..." Fu Yunran: "Okay..."

Proposing marriage, getting married, everything was so confusing and confusing.

wedding night.

Before Fu Yunran entered the bridal chamber, he still felt as if he was in a dream.

Why did he marry Feng Ling'er?

It seems like...

He wandered in the yard not far away, pacing back and forth, and was reluctant to enter the bridal chamber.

Suddenly, voices of conversation were heard not far away.

It turned out to be Feng Ling'er in red. A young man was standing in front of her and asked:

"Ling'er, didn't you promise to marry me? Fu Yunran doesn't love you. The one who loves you is me... Why... can't you marry him... Ling'er, come with me..."

The young man was obviously drunk and reached out to grab Feng Linger's hand.

Fu Yunran's tall and heroic figure suddenly blocked Feng Ling'er's way. He held Feng Ling'er's hand with one hand and slammed the young man's chest with the other hand: "Get lost!"

Then, he pulled Feng Ling'er into the room.

"Who asked you to come out? You can't see other men on your wedding night!"

As if he felt something was wrong, he added: "You can't see him anymore!"

"Hey, Fu Yunran, are you meddling too much? I can't even see anyone."

Feng Ling'er was not someone who would show weakness. She looked at him and said, "Then you can't see other women in the future, or I'll knock your head off!"

The two were arguing in the room, and suddenly they tripped and fell on the bed...

The handsome and unruly boy was pressing on the pretty girl.

The two people who were originally noisy suddenly became quiet... and slowly closed their eyes...

[Fu Yunran felt that he did not love her and had no such thoughts towards her.]

[After a long time of marriage, no matter what happened, I was still in a daze. 】

[However, once a man appeared in front of Feng Ling'er, he would always stand over and assert his sovereignty.]

【over.】