Chapter 352

Mrs. Wei Zhen Hou shook her head and looked at Ouyang Jing kneeling on the ground with worry. She sighed, "jing'er knelt here all night. How can I sleep?"

"Mother, go back and have a rest. My son is OK." Resisting the pain of his chest, Ouyang Jing said softly, but his voice was a little hoarse.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Mrs. Wei Zhen Hou was even more distressed. She pulled Wei Zhen Hou's clothes and said, "Lord Hou, I'm the only son. Don't beat him any more."

It can be imagined that Ouyang Jing, who used to be a fearsome Marquis of great martial arts, couldn't stand his hand. What's more, after kneeling for a long time at night, seeing his pale face, Mrs. Marquis of great sorrow.

"Rebellious son, today your mother pleads for you, you go back, and we'll talk about it later." Looking at his wife's bad face, Wei Zhen Hou finally softened his heart and said to Ouyang Jing with an unhappy look.

But the latter is ungrateful, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, kneeling straight, "my father does not agree to my request, the son will not get up."

As a child, he was a stubborn donkey, and nine cows couldn't come back. But even though he knew his temperament well, Wei zhenhou was angry at this time. He waved his hand and said, "OK, if you don't want to get up, just kneel down!"

He was so stubborn that he glared at Ouyang Jing. No matter how Mrs. Weizhen pleaded, he helped her to go inside.

Mrs. Wei Zhen Hou's eyes were full of worry. She was very distressed to see her son who didn't admit defeat. But she also had no way, looking at Wei Zhen Hou's appearance, was really angry.

Ouyang Xue looks at Ouyang Jing sympathetically. After being slapped by the powerful Marquis, he blows a cool breeze here all night. His straight body is a little wobbly and pale. He doesn't look very good.

When Wei Zhen Hou and his wife entered the inner room, Ouyang sighed, squatted beside him and said in a soft voice, "why don't you step back, my mother dotes on you very much, and my father listens to my mother's words. I'll talk to her tomorrow. She won't make you embarrassed."

Ouyang Xue's words are very reasonable. Mrs. Weizhen Hou is a child protector. Even Weizhen hou can't beat and scold her children at will, and Weizhen Hou doesn't really want him to marry Pang Xinya. Ouyang Jing has gone too far in this matter.

After listening to her words, Ouyang Jing said with a bitter smile, "if I don't strive to show my attitude, today is Pang Xinya, tomorrow may be someone else, I can't let her be wronged."

Ouyang Xue knows who Ouyang Jing is, but she is still shocked by his words. Yes, if she doesn't compromise, Weizhen Hou might find another family. Now it's different. He shows his attitude. Although he doesn't say it, what he means now is to help Liu, or he won't want to have a grandson.

"Just, I heard that Fuliu didn't like you..." Ouyang Xue said it was a bit difficult. This is not a secret. After all, why was Ouyang Jing forced to marry Pang Xinya? The fuse was Fuliu.

"She'll like me." The tone was firm, as if he could foresee the future. Ouyang Jing said so, and the little girl appeared in his mind. After another night's sleep, she should be well.

Looking at him so sure, Ouyang snow eyebrows slightly wrinkled, puzzled asked: "why ah?"

I thought he would have an enigmatic answer, but who would think Ouyang Jing's mouth turned up, a pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed into cracks, leisurely said: "because I am handsome."

So no skin no face, Ouyang snow glared at him, to now will joke, estimate nothing wrong, cold hum, Ouyang snow is going to leave, before leaving, leave him a word, "Xidan princess should get married, I go to see her off."

Hearing the news, Ouyang Jing's eyes were slightly bright and coughed, "send me a blessing. It's best if you can reveal it to Fuliu. I'm sick."

White his one eye, Ouyang snow light hum a, beauty trick can't succeed, this next to bitter meat trick?

Looking at the rising sun in the sky, Ouyang snow rubbed her hands. This grand wedding banquet was what she had expected.

Lingwangfu is very popular.

Feng Xuan, who was dressed in red, also stood in front of the court with his negative hand. He looked at the happy servant and raised a smile. He didn't expect that this day would come so early.

However, he was not flustered at all. After all, today's event, he had practiced countless times in his dream.

"The bride hasn't come out of the princess's residence yet. What are you doing in such a hurry?" It was Li Qiushui who came here early in the morning to say this.

Prime Minister Li's death still makes him sad. After all, it's his father. No matter how harsh he used to be, there were times when he was a loving father. It's just that today is the day for his good friends to get married. People don't need to be aware of those unnecessary emotions.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." For the first time, he didn't refute Li Qiushui. Feng Xuanyi's eyes drooped slightly and covered a pool of spring water.

How can he not know his friend's mind? I remember that in the pavilion under the moon night, the handsome man was drunk and showed his mind incisively and vividly.

But at that time, Li Qiushui was very worried. According to Feng Qingyao's identity as the future imperial concubine, Feng Xuanyi's idea was very dangerous. But it turned out that he was worried for nothing.Feng Xuan really has the ability to turn the world around and realize what he wants in his heart. Because of this, he is admired and respected.

Bow toward him, Li Qiushui lips slightly hook, "then I would like to wish you a hundred years with her, early birth of a noble son."

Li Qiushui's smile at the thought of giving birth to a noble son at an early age has increased a little bit. Feng Xuan is also a talented person. I don't know how many girls' hearts have been broken, let alone Feng Qingyao. A smile can make people worried.

The crystallization of these two evils, I'm afraid it will be more evil.

With his wishes, Feng Xuan's Phoenix eyes were slightly bright. The sun had just risen, and layers of golden light covered him. He was dressed in red, and fainted with tenderness.

It was the first time that I saw him in red. Li Qiushui was a little forgetful. The crane pattern of gold wire loomed, and the cuffs and hem were covered with gold. From a distance, he was like a hot fire, like a God. He was left to the world and independent.

"I'll find out about your father in three days." Although Li Qiushui deliberately did not mention it, Feng Xuan knew it. His voice was a little lighter, but it was reassuring.

On the wedding day, Li Qiushui still had to worry about trifles. He looked at him gratefully and shook his head again. "It's my father who died. I should have found out."