marrying a bride is old

Jun Shuyao's exhausted life finally came to an end after Hong'er finished watching "Legend of the White Snake" three times. I still remember that it was a sunny day with bright spring.

Hong'er, who had finished watching "Legend of the White Snake" once again, had a reluctant expression on her face, as if she hadn't seen enough. It happened that Nangong Lingfeng was standing beside her. Seeing this, she was so proud that she asked, "Why?" Like? Looks good!"

"Well," Hong'er nodded vigorously, proving that it was really good-looking, "It's a pity that I've finished watching it. It would be great if there were more!"

"There's nothing left, I've already written the finale." Nangong Lingfeng kindly reminded her.

Although the ending is beautiful, the melancholy feeling after reading a good book made Hong'er listless. Hearing Nangong Lingfeng's clear statement, she drooped her shoulders even more, and began to sigh: "Alas—" With a long sigh, only Halfway through, Hong'er suddenly realized Nangong Lingfeng's words: "What did you just say? You wrote the finale? Did you write this novel?"

Hong'er was too excited, and approached Nangong Lingfeng without warning, startled Nangong Lingfeng, nodded instinctively and replied: "Yes, I wrote it, I wrote it."

"Really?"

The distance between the two of them was only a little bit close to being able to put their cheeks to each other. Nangong Lingfeng took a few steps back in a hurry before replying, "I wrote it, but my husband-in-law told me the story."

When he said the word "Xianggong", Nangong Lingfeng couldn't help flashing a look of pride on his face.

"Your husband? So you're already married."

"I didn't marry, I married. I married my husband." While explaining, Nangong Lingfeng noticed the clear disbelief on Hong'er's face, his brain turned sharply, and his heart was suddenly blessed, and he asked back: "I am a little girl." Wang Ye, have you ever seen a married Wang Ye?" Now you should believe it.

"You are the little prince?" Because Hong'er was engrossed in the book when Jun Shuyao was talking with Nangong Lingfeng, she didn't know the identity of the young prince Nangong Lingfeng.

"Of course I am the little prince. My name is Nangong Lingfeng. Apart from the emperor, have you ever seen someone whose surname is Nangong but is not a prince?"

"Your name is Nangong?"

"Then, look at this. This is a gold medal for avoiding death. Most people don't have it. I am a prince, so I have it." I must believe it now.

"Is this the gold medal for avoiding death?"

...>_<...

If this doesn't work, Nangong Lingfeng is determined to change the trick:

"Wuuuu... this is obviously the gold medal for avoiding death!"

"Uh, oops, don't cry, I didn't say I don't believe you." He let go.

"My surname is Nangong... woo woo..."

"I believe in you." Helpless.

"I am the little prince."

"Sure." Off-centered.

"I'm not married, I married my husband."

"Yes, you married... Mr. Xianggong!" Defeated.

Hong'er felt that she had really lost to Nangong Lingfeng, and she didn't say she didn't believe it, but she was too surprised to have such a reaction.However, it is really awkward to say the three words "marry a husband" together.

"You just said that your husband-in-law told you the Legend of the White Snake?" After making such a detour, fortunately, Hong'er still remembered the original topic.

Nangong Lingfeng nodded earnestly: "It was my husband who told me. I was afraid that I would forget it, so I wrote it down. Well, when I am free, I will write all the other stories that my husband told me." After finishing speaking At that time, Nangong Lingfeng also set a grand goal for himself.

Hong'er's eyes lit up when she heard this, like a hungry wolf looking for food at night: "Any other stories?"

"A lot!"

"Tell me about it."

"Okay!"

Faced with the situation where one of the two people next to him is willing to listen and the other is willing to speak.Jun Shuyao was very satisfied, no matter what happened to Nangong Lingfeng's story, at least for the time being he would not be bored, and she could finally take a rest.

She poured herself a cup of tea, Jun Shuyao was half lying on the couch, and was about to close her eyes and rest for a while, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the book that Hong'er was thinking about.Maybe it was the frivolous handwriting on the title page that attracted her. Before she knew it, she had already held the book in her hand and was flipping through it lightly...

The afternoon sun slanted in from the window and fell on Jun Shuyao. The beautiful woman was half-leaning, reading a book leisurely; beside her were two people, a man and a woman. The girl listened to the story with her eyes focused.Movement and stillness set off and echo each other, but they give people a feeling of being appropriate and unobtrusive, as if they were born this way.

Time passed, and I didn't realize it was time to hold the lamp.

"Ah, my eyes hurt so much!" Jun Shuyao gently rubbed her sore eyes with her hands, closed her eyes for a moment, and realized that the sky had dimmed.No wonder she was struggling more and more to read.Looking at the two people next to him, Shangzi was listening to the lecture with great interest, not even noticing the fact that the room was getting darker.

When Jun Shuyao stood up, it turned out that her eyes were not only sore, but her body was as stiff as if she had maintained a posture for a long time.While hammering the sore spot with his hand, Jun Shuyao held the lamp, and the room gradually brightened.

Feeling a little hungry, Jun Shuyao casually picked up the snacks on the side, and continued to read under the lamp.

Jun Shuyao is known as a "talented woman", and she is somewhat tainted with the noble spirit of a literati. She originally looked down on such market novels, so when Hong'er was fascinated by "The Legend of the White Snake", she also No curiosity to find out.

However, Wu Shi was attracted by the frivolous words on the page, and couldn't help but take another look. It was a random movement, but he didn't want to fall into it.

Watching it quickly at a glance, while itching for the next plot, I can't help but want to turn to the last page to see the finale, and then I have strong restraint and struggle...

It turns out that reading a book can be so strenuous and difficult.

An afternoon passed like this, it really felt like a blink of an eye, Jun Shuyao looked at the few pages of the book in his hand, and while being moved by the happy characters in the book, a faint sense of melancholy grew stronger.Are you going to finish watching? !This feeling is probably the reason why Hong'er watched it three times, even she has the urge to watch it again.

Reluctantly turning over the last page, Jun Shuyao couldn't help covering herself in thought.The writing method of this story is very different from the articles you see in ordinary times. It is easy to understand, the language is simple and clear, without gorgeous rhetoric, but it has a stronger sense of narrative and attraction, as if people are in it. I became the characters in the book, happy and sad for them, and also happy and sad for myself.

This is far from the same level as the market novels I have read on weekdays.

Gazing intently into the distance, with stars shining in front of her, Jun Shuyao seems to have seen a new style of writing prevailing, which is not only praised by talented scholars and beauties, but also favored by ordinary people...

Suddenly a thought came to her mind: Jun Shuyao really wanted to meet the "Master" who told this story to Nangong Lingfeng.It is said that it is Yelang, the sixth young master of Yejiabao. He has always been notorious in Jinling, a typical playboy.But how can a person who can tell such a stock market be like that?

Without seeing Ye Lang, Jun Shuyao could only get more information about Ye Lang from Nangong Lingfeng.Unexpectedly, when Nangong Lingfeng mentioned Ye Lang, he was more excited than when he was telling the story.

At first, Hong'er objected to Nangong Lingfeng's refraining from telling a wonderful story, and instead talked about a notorious playboy, but when the always gentle lady gave her a "good for herself" look, she immediately pecked at rice. She agreed, blinked her eyes hard, and urged Nangong Lingfeng a few times to show that she was curious too.

But Hong'er's listlessness lasted for a moment at most. After listening to Nangong Lingfeng and Ye Lang for a while, a golden light appeared in her eyes.No wonder Ye Lang can tell such a touching story, this person himself is also a wonderful "story"!

In the following days when the three of them were together, the topic basically revolved around Ye Lang, and the two girls became more and more curious about Ye Lang, and wanted to meet him more and more with their own eyes, until Ye Lang himself "turned himself into a trap" one night.

Ye Lang can now recall the scene at that time:

At that time, he had just entered the room when the familiar figure that he had missed for many days rushed straight at him, accompanied by a joyful voice: "Sir!"

He never dreamed that the person he saw would be Nangong Lingfeng, and he was stunned for a moment, allowing Nangong Lingfeng to rush into his arms, and at the same time, there were two beautiful and curious faces beside him...

It turned out that during the period when Nangong Lingfeng disappeared, he had a rich experience, which made Xuege and others envious.

"By the way, what should we do next?" Uncle Zhong first raised this seemingly simple but unavoidable question.

Regarding the matter of Liu Piaopiao, Ye Lang was only safe for the time being, and did not wash away the suspicion of everyone in Yejiabao. Although Dong Caishen helped in a vague way, the matter only turned from a superficial tit-for-tat to a private undercurrent. .I'm afraid it will not be easy to leave Jinling before things are fully understood.

In a word, Arwen is the key to the final solution of the matter.

When discussing the problem, everyone cleverly avoided the child's problem, but some people were ignorant of current affairs and kept asking: "What about the child? Will that Ah Wen abuse him? I don't think he likes it at all." That child, in front of us, pinched the child so hard..."

This ignorant person is Nangong Lingfeng.

In fact, what Nangong Lingfeng said might not be what everyone was worried about.It's a pity that Ye Lang "lost his memory" and forgot about the things with Ah Wen. Ah Wu also didn't know what to ask, and said that there must be a misunderstanding.

"Since everything points to Ah Wen, let's investigate his background first!" Ye Lang interrupted everyone's chattering discussion and made a concluding speech.