Chapter 669

Zhaoyang, dressed in green green clothes, leans on the soft couch near the window to read a book. The sunlight penetrates through the window and falls on her. Her skin is white and pink, and the delicate charm between her eyebrows and eyes is more exciting. She is like peony in full bloom, attracting his eyes everywhere.

"How can you be angry with me?" Ye Yiqing if listen to her words go out that is a fool, he is still beautiful face with a smile, thick cheek sat down beside her, eyes gently looking at her.

"Mr. Ye is still free to come to me. Aren't you busy?" Zhaoyang's face was so cold that he didn't even look at Ye Yiqing.

Ye Yiqing knew that she was not comfortable when she heard that Li Heng was going to give him a marriage. He accompanied him carefully and flattered her, "when am I free to come to see you? I just came out of the palace and didn't go to see you."

Then he took her little hand and said, "do you want to go out for a walk?"

Zhaoyang took back his hand. "It's better not to invite people to gossip. I'm a widowed little widow. Lord Ye's status is noble. If I'm seen with me, I'm afraid it'll pollute your reputation."

Ye Yiqing didn't know how to coax the little girl. When Zhaoyang talked to him coldly, he just felt that he was not used to it. He held the person and sat on his thigh. "Zhaoyang, if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush. It's not comfortable to listen to him."

"If Mr. Ye doesn't feel comfortable, don't listen to me here. I haven't tied your feet, and no one will leave you." Zhaoyang said with a cold face.

"Just because you've heard other people's chatter, you're making trouble with me like this?" Ye Yiqing pinched her waist and pressed her to himself, "what does this sour and sour look like? If you have something to say, you can't say it properly. "

Zhaoyang was already in a sour heart. When he scolded her, her face was even colder. "I'm so sour and jealous. If Mr. Ye thinks it's eye-catching, don't let yourself block up here."

Ye Yiqing chuckled, "don't let others say you."

"You let me go." Zhaoyang is struggling to get down from his thigh. When she heard that the emperor of Dongqing wanted to marry him, she was upset. She was not sure whether he liked her. If she did not love him and she did not kiss him that day, he only regarded her as a junior. It was she who broke the difference in seniority between them. She loved him so much that she did not know that he was to her again What kind of feelings.

Is sympathizing with her infatuation, so pity her, reward her a little pity? Or did he make do with her because there was no other woman around him?

In the past few nights, he would pester her with more and more cruelty. It was not difficult for her to guess that he had not touched other women for many years. Was it because he had not been with women for so long that he seemed so fond and eager for her?

Her heart was in a mess. She wanted to go away completely, and she could not bear to leave him. She had never been so restless and nervous.

"It's the queen who wants to marry me. It's not that I want to get married. What's more, if I have you now, how can I marry another woman? It doesn't matter what you say outside. You have to believe me. If you don't know what you want to know, you have to ask me in person. What you hear from others is not as useful as what the client said." Ye Yiqing experienced two generations. Zhaoyang was ten years younger than him. He liked her and spoiled her, but he didn't want her to be an ignorant girl. He unconsciously taught her like a junior.

Zhaoyang's eyes were flushed. "I stay here, and you're still in the way of marrying other famous women? Yeah, I'm a widow. What's the difference between me and a whore I'm on my way. I'm not in the way of Mr. Ye's great future. "

Ye Yiqing's face was slightly heavy, "I said so much, how can you still not understand. If I would marry a woman at my side casually, I would have married a few years ago. I don't want to aggrieve you. I hope that the relationship between you and me will be known to others after formally going to Jinguo for marriage promotion. If I let others know now, how would others think of you?"

"People think what they like." Zhaoyang said with a cold face.

"Zhaoyang!" Ye Yiqing's eye color was cold, "do you want to show your face in front of me if others say something in front of you? You are my future wife. Others will cheat you when you are young. I am not a fool. We must have trust between us. Otherwise, there will be more people who want to provoke you and me in the future. Do you believe it so easily? "

Zhaoyang knows that she is stingy and uncomfortable, but she is sad. As long as she thinks that there are people outside who are better than her and more worthy of him are admiring him, she feels that there is a needle in her heart. She is afraid that he does not deserve him, that he will think her existence will tarnish his reputation, and that people will ridicule him for marrying a widow in the future

Ye Yiqing saw that she just kept her head down and didn't speak. He thought that she had not figured it out. His identity could not avoid political enemies. Now his backyard is quiet because he has not married a stepwife. In the future, she will become his wife. Some people outside will cheat her that she is young, and even some will take her identity as an article. He can protect her, But he wanted her to be able to protect herself.

He is too old for her to protect her for the rest of her life."My marriage will make its own decisions. You don't need to pay attention to what others say in front of you. If you don't want to see me, I won't disturb you again." Ye Yiqing holds her and sits back to the soft couch. He looks at her deeply with low eyes, and resists the reluctance in his heart and turns around and goes out.

Zhaoyang suddenly raised his head and looked at his back. His lips moved a few times, and the tears in his eyes fell down.

Ye Yiqing's face was as gloomy as ink when he stepped out of the door. His eyes were even colder than before. He looked at Fang Zhen and asked, "who did the princess see these two days?"

He knows exactly what Zhaoyang does every day. If she goes out, he must know. Even the prime minister's residence has not left, he knows that the emperor will give him a marriage. Obviously, the people in the mansion are chewing their tongues in front of her.

"On weekdays, the princess doesn't go to the house of the lord except here, which is the garden." Fang Zhen did not expect that the gentle and elegant adult ye would be so angry that she did not dare to look at Ye Yiqing.

Ye Yiqing nodded coldly, "take good care of your princess."

Back to the study, he immediately called his confidant, let him check who is in front of Zhaoyang nonsense.

"My Lord, I have found my way to the girl, but The girl almost had an accident... "

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