MTL - General Above I am Below-Chapter 60
After the sisters in the boudoir became married, they all loosened things.
So Ye Zhao revealed the daughter's body, Liu Xiyin paid her heart with ease, and even if she used methods to break up Ye Zhaohe's fox essence, people in the world would not allow her to stay with Ye Zhao. Therefore, she must first seduce the fox spirits, bear the burden of humiliation, marry into the royal palace of Nanping County, and then design aside the husband, in order to be sweethearted in the backyard with his wife and beauty, red bedding, sleep, and affection.
Xun originally thought that the fox with a male pet face was nothing but a slack trousers. If he was seduced a little, he would be counted. He did not expect that although he was lascivious but not passionate, he could not succeed. He had to make another risky move, and in the large court, he could not help but marry himself for fame. Separated Xiang from the two, creating rumors, and courting An Fei, everything, only owed the fox to open her door, but the whole plan was broken by a book and a book.
Qiu Liu Xiyin was almost desperate, almost crying out of breath.
Yu Xia Yujin slumped on the teacher's chair, her eyes darkened, she couldn't speak a half sentence with her mouth open, her mind was blank, and only the three characters "fox fox spirit" kept flying and dancing.
Ye Yezhao was immersed in the astounding problem of stone breaking, and asked a long time later, "What's going on?"
Qiu Liu Xiyin asked sadly, "Do you like me?"
Ye Yezhao nodded.
Although Liu Xiyin was not as amazing as she was when she was a child, she is also a girl with pink makeup and jade carving. She is clever and stubborn, but she is stubborn in her bones. When he was beaten by his father, he lay on the bed with tears in his eyes, but he kept silent and did not admit it. Ye Zhao appreciates this toughness very much. For a long time, she has placed her on the apex of her heart. She has all the delicious and fun things that hold her tight.
Qi Liuxiu asked again, "Have you ever kissed me?"
Ye Yezhao nodded again.
She was ridiculous in her youth, and used to be a man outside. She followed the trousers and learned to make fun of girls. Liu Xiyin blushed easily and was used to practice her hands. Every time he was stolen, his face would be shy, and he would be a little **** off. Because Ye Zhao was not a real man, Ye's parents were not very conscious, and they didn't pay special attention to it when they knew it. They took her seriously and scolded her, apologized to her cousin, and coaxed him back.
Qi Liuxiu asked again, "Have you promised to marry me?"
Ye Yezhao was stiff and embarrassed for a long time, guilty: "You were only so big then, but it was just a joke, I ..."
终于 She finally remembered that at the age of twelve, eight-year-old Liu Xiyin was stabbed for dancing and lying on the bed to heal her. She secretly climbed the wall and ran to comfort. Seeing her cousin worried about a stick injury on her back, lest she be scarred, her mood depressed, and she kept crying. Ye Zhao asked puzzledly, "What are you crying for? This little injury is not on the face, who can see it." Liu Xiyin sobbed and said, "Mother said, leave scars, and the husband will not want me in the future." Half of it is to widen the cousin's heart, and half of it is indifferent, so he grinned and said, "Such a man do n’t need it, don't do it, and I'll marry you."
Qiu Liu looked at Ye Zhao for a long time without crying, and she tentatively asked: "I am ugly and weird, do you marry me?"
Ye Yezhao was trying to learn from the trousers. He was confessed by his favorite cousin. He didn't think about anything in his mind. He immediately patted his chest and said, "Marry!"
Is that right?
I looked at Ye Zhaodan's eyes, full of concern, and his smile was brighter than the sun, lighting up the dark embroidery room.
Qiu Liu Xiyin moved, quickly lowered her head, holding the brocade quilt, her face was hot.
那天 Since that day, the feeling in my heart has grown like wild weeds in spring, and it is out of control.
As long as she thinks of her face, she will blush and her heartbeat will speed up, and she won't even dare to look at it again.
My mother said that the most important thing for a woman is to find her beloved.
相信 She believes that she has found the best person in the world.
In this life, the sea is dry, and Fei Qing does not marry.
My grandmother took her to her uncle's house and raised her temper with her cousins.
She cried all the way on the carriage, no one could persuade.
Unexpectedly, Mobei City was broken and both parents died. She and her grandmother escaped by accident. In the hall of worship, she was only in her twelve years old in white clothes, and she cried so hard that she could not help crying. Ye Zhao didn't come to see her, but just before leading the army on the journey, people sent a letter to her with a few big letters: "Your enemies, I will report for you together."
Holding the letter and wiping her tears.
The northern battlefield of Momo has been as fierce as Shura Hell. The soldiers are betting on her life, and she has no time to cry.
Ye Ye Zhao, Ye Zhao ...
Tossing around, eating and drinking, can I be hungry?
Ice and snow, wind pouring silver armor, cold clothing is enough?
The corpse bone is like a mountain, blood flows into the river, can safety be known?
鼓 Hold up her courage, enter the deep lady of each house, ask for it softly, analyze the pros and cons, and take advantage of reason to take the lead in selling dowry, in exchange for munitions, and send it to the battlefield. She lit up the oil lamp, picked up the needle and thread that she was not familiar with, and desperately sewed the winter clothes day and night. From crooked, short sleeves to beautiful and neat, the cotton batting in each winter clothes was thick. Thick, all sent to the barracks, just to share her worries.
Every time I received the Mobei Army News, her heart mentioned her throat and eyes, she did n’t know what to eat, she could n’t sleep at night, lest she received her bad news. When she heard that her back was cut and severely injured, she was paralyzed, and she just wanted to go to the battlefield and fight alongside her. But she knew she didn't like it, how insignificant was the love of her children in the face of cruel war? She can only continue to be strong, quietly entrusting someone to send the best medicine with a wound wrap, and embroider in the corner of the silk with "one side of Jinpa and Junzhi, horizontal to vertical and vertical". When Ye Zhao received it, she returned a note saying, "I'm fine, Pazi is beautiful, thank you." She hugged the note and was so happy that she didn't fall asleep for seven or eight days.
The battle ended a little bit, and the uncle knew her heart and said that the best daughter of the Liu family was also worthy of the general, and he was mainly for her and Ye Zhaoding. She thought that the wish had already been made. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the uncle to change his mind and let the uncle choose her husband in the local talents.
She doesn't follow.
Uncle Yun stammered and persuaded, "I don't know when the war will end. I'm afraid to keep you as an old girl or marry someone else."
She thundered, "I'll wait no matter how long!"
Uncle Xun Zhizhi persuaded: "And the soldiers are not safe. Who knows what's going on in the future, and she ... she's not a good match."
指 She pointed to the sky and vowed: "I Liu Xiyin was born to the Ye family, death is the ghost of the Ye family. She is alive, I am married! She is hurt, I am serving! She is dead, and I will be a widow forever!"
Uncle Xun and his uncle persuaded them to leave in the end.
In the courtyard, the peach blossoms thanked, thanked, the flowers bloomed and thanked.
The little girl has grown into a big girl.
She stubbornly believes that when the war ends, her beloved will return from the battlefield. Riding a white horse, riding on snow with four hoofs, galloping like electricity, came to her house, stood the horse under the peach blossoms in the sky, gently held her hand, and said with the brightest smile, "I am back." The sedan chair, the suona horn, marry her through the door, and look at her ever since, never separated.
看着 She looked at the North every day, waiting foolishly, hoping foolishly.
I waited for months and months, looking forward to years and years.
I just waited.
A joke wrong for life.