She told him to get out of the way, but he said he wouldn't.

Fu Xiyao jueli's small face flushed with shame. Now he stood tall and straight in front of her, covered with a silhouette, and the clean and crisp man on his body was masculine, which lingered faintly in her nose.

"Ling Limu, what do you mean?"

Ling Limu is very tall and has a height difference with her. Now they are very close. He looks at her with low eyes, "which do you ask, blocking your way, or... Asking to marry you?"

“…”

The last three words "please marry you" were said by him like this. Fu Xiyao Jian's pupil moved. "Ling Limu, you're doing well. Now you want wind and rain in the mall. Why do you want to be a king with a different surname? You're involved in the vortex of power struggle. How can you get out of the whole body in the future?"

Power struggle is a road paved with thorns and blood. As the eldest daughter of Edinburgh, she has to sacrifice her life's freedom to protect the painstaking efforts of several generations.

Now Ling Limu is involved in this vortex and is in danger.

Ling Limu drew a warm and loving arc on her thin lips, "I need someone who can match your identity. Otherwise, how can I let you marry me?"

"Fifteen years ago, I said I wanted to take you away. You don't want to. After that, I can come back and cut through thorns and thorns for you."

Fu Xiyao's white eyes suddenly turned red. In the past 15 years, the handsome boy from poor background has been climbing up for her.

He is strong enough to cut through thorns and thorns for her.

Fu Xiyao's heart tip became soft and crisp, and even the slender Yujie was stained with a bit of bright water mist. "Ling Limu, you know... I... I can't conceive. Even if I marry you, the story of Li Wang asking to marry Princess Xiyao will be circulated in countless fragrant and gorgeous versions. I can't give you children except for these storms in the city. I'm sorry, I can't give you anything."

He and she are not young. He is 40 years old to middle age, and she remarried at 33. Such a story will be spread for a long time.

Besides, she can't conceive.

This is a great event for a man to lose his son and grandchildren. Few men can agree.

"Ling Limu, I won't marry you. One day you will find a better girl than me. I'll go first." Fu Xiyao left.

But a big hand stretched out, clasped her slender white wrist, and his low smiling voice sounded in his ear, "whether you can have a child is a matter to be considered later, on the premise that... You are willing to give me a chance to have a child with you."

what?

Fu Xiyao was stunned and turned to look at him.

Twisting his wrist, "let me go first."

"Will you marry me?"

"If I don't marry you, are you going to support count Roy or even marry count Roy's daughter Luo Li?"

Fu Xiyao stared at him with a pair of water filled Jian pupils. Everyone knew that he took advantage of people's danger and fell into the well.

Ling Limu teased her thin lips, "if you don't marry me, what else can I do? Help you, wait for you, no one can stop me from treating you. In the next fifteen years, in the next fifteen years, my life will be wasted for you."

Fu Xiyao's heart suddenly "plop, plop", she didn't expect him to say so.

Whether young and handsome Ling Limu or now a generation of financial tycoon Ling Limu, he is not a sweet talker.

Now he hung his handsome eyelids and stared deeply at her palm sized jueli face, with a warm and soft tone.

Fu Xiyao's heart lake seemed to be thrown into a stone, and then rippled circle after circle, "linglimu, you..."

She wanted to ask why he was so kind to her?

She also wants to ask, why does he... Like her so much?

Ling Limu loosened her slender white wrist, then raised her big hand and slowly bullied her cheek.

His life wealth, power, status and fame have been pocketed. He is a strong man, but she is an eternal fiber moon at the top of his heart.

It's his dream.

Fu Xiyao looked at his big hand approaching slowly. Fifteen years ago, he held out his hand like this to caress her small face.

But then she turned aside and refused.

Fifteen years of time shuttle like an arrow, she and he seem to still stand at the origin, and he extended his hand to her

Ling Limu's big hand approached her a little and was about to caress her.

At this time, Mrs. Yun's voice sounded in her ear, "Xiyao."

Ling Limu's big hand stopped in the air. Fu Xiyao glanced at him and then turned sideways.

Mrs. Yun and Princess Lorraine are here.

"Xiyao, come here." Yunfu humanity.

Fu Xiyao stepped forward.

Mrs. Yun looked at Fu Xiyao's small face. Her delicate skin was stained with light powder, like blooming rose flowers. Mrs. Yun pursed her lips, "Xiyao, now the decision is in your hand. Leave the king's marriage proposal, will you marry or not?"

Princess Luoling was already jealous and red eyed. Just when she came, she saw Ling Limu and Fu Xiyao standing in the corridor. The bright yellow light came down, and Ling Limu touched Fu Xiyao's face.

Marry or not

Fu Xiyao raised her eyes, and the beautiful Jian Tong looked at the linglimu in front of her.

Ling Limu also looks at her.

With four eyes opposite, Fu Xiyao dropped her slender feather Jie, curled her small hand, and nodded, "well, I'll marry."

……

The news of Ling Limu's marriage to Fu Xiyao exploded, and Fu Xiyao became the first princess to remarry.

The wedding day is set in the middle of the month.

Ling Limu sent Geng tie and bride price. The boxes of bride price were full of jewels and diamonds, shining people's eyes.

Fu Xiyao no longer went out. She wore a white gauze skirt with long black hair in her room and sat on the swing reading.

The maid outside was whispering,

---God, the bride price sent by Li Wang is really too deep. Now it is said that Li Wang marries Princess Xiyao with three media and six recruits, and Princess Xiyao is married with great scenery.

---Before getting married, the king spoiled Princess Xiyao. How sweet it should be after marriage.

Fu Xiyao blocked the book in her hand on her small face, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes. Now her beautiful black-and-white pupils are turning full of water and full of color.

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