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The ancient melody, the crude and unrestrained singing, Mu Rousang's eyes were filled with a hint of emotion, the corners of her mouth slowly rose …

The sky and the earth gradually dissolved into one color, and the dancing peach blossoms shyly spun around, unwilling to wake up the lovebirds who were staring at each other …

"Can this song still reach my ears?" Yang Zixuan's soft voice came from above her head.

, who had recovered from the shock, had unknowingly already stood in front of her. Standing so close to her, he was so close that she could hear each other's breathing.

She felt that her ears were burning, causing Mu Rousang to lose consciousness, her heart was in panic …

Yang Zixuan's deep eyes overflowed with love, his voice as gentle as the spring wind, "Xiao Sangsang, you still haven't told me if this song is pleasant to listen to? "But it took me more than two years of effort before I managed to learn it. You're not even praising me?"

A voice that was as light as a goose feather gently scratched her heart, causing Mu Rousang's face to become even redder. Her lowered head shrank like a quail, and her mosquito-like voice transmitted from her chest: "Un, it's nice."

Then she raised her head with a bashful smile and said, "This song is very nice to listen to." Her bright eyes were like bright stars in the starry sky. Perhaps she could find what she wanted …

The spring breeze mischievously swept up the hair at her temples. Yang Zixuan took the strand of hair from the wind and continued to bewitch her: "Peach Blossom Dance and Butterfly Flight, it's inferior to the gentle and mulberry style which makes one intoxicated!"

Mu Rousang's heart unknowingly skipped a beat, and she looked at him with wide eyes!

The two stood in the sea of flowers and looked at each other silently. Mu Rousang's shock, Yang Zixuan's deep emotions, slowly mixed with the flower's fragrance, and was then fermented...

"Are you clear about what you just said?" She was afraid she'd misheard.

"Xiao Sangsang, the first time I met you, I … I can't give you a title to give now, but I can let you eat and sleep freely. All these years I travelled to the north to form a caravan, at the beginning I wanted to break free from Hou Mansion's restraint, then … I know you like money the most, so I worked hard to earn … I will work hard, as long as you are happy! "

He wanted to say that all his efforts had been for Bo's lovely laugh.

"Yang Zixuan, I..." It would be a lie to say that she was not moved by these words, but she was afraid that he would end up empty-handed.

"Little Sang, how long have we known each other?" Yang Zixuan suddenly asked.

Mu Rousang answered without hesitation, "Nine years!"

That's right, she had known Yang Zixuan for nine years, and the phrase that suddenly popped up in her mind: living together with others, there's nothing to guess.

She only felt that it was the beginning of summer and did not dare to look at Yang Zixuan again. She lowered her head and looked at the ground randomly.

"You, you, how can you, how can you be so stubborn?" It took her nine years of patience to express her love.

Yang Zixuan's fingers were still wrapped around her black hair without letting go. Hearing her coquettish words, he lowered his head and lightly sniffed at her black hair, then took a step forward and whispered into her ear, "Because you've already grown up."

Then, he was satisfied to see her pink neck turning red like fire. He added a handful of firewood to the fire, wishing only to burn her until she would soften in his arms.

Mu Rousang's heart skipped a beat, she understood what Yang Zixuan meant. She could not find any words to reply, and was feeling embarrassed, when Yang Zixuan said: "When your black hair is tied up, can you use my name as the crown of your name?"

With his surname as the crown of her name, it was a marriage proposal!

After going through a baptism of emotions, she soon struggled out a trace of reason. With a trembling voice, she asked him, "How will you treat me?"

"All sorts of things happen. The bridal sedan is welcomed into the main entrance." He replied quickly and nervously. This answer had been repeated in his mind for many years.

Mu Rousang laughed, her small pink face quietly blooming like a flower bud in a warm spring tree, she then continued to ask, "I love silver!"

Yang Zixuan laughed even more happily than before, he could not even close the corner of his mouth: "Since you have my surname, you will have unending silver, and you will need to take charge of my family in the future."

Mu Rousang becoming taciturn, being able to achieve the first two was already considered good in the eyes of the women of the Great Zhou Empire, but her requirements were even higher.

Yang Zixuan could feel the joy in her heart, and then he saw her delicate, frosty, and beautiful eyes wilted.

"What is it?" He carefully asked, afraid that he would attract Mu Rousang's displeasure, "If you have any thoughts, just say them out for me. If you don't, how would I know?"

Mu Rousang did not hate Yang Zixuan, or in other words, she had always liked him, it was just that Su Ruirui's powerful and tyrannical man, was like a poppy that grew on top of a cliff, attracting people's attention.

"When I'm with you, I always feel very comfortable. I feel free and unrestrained, as if I'm with my brother, but …"

She really wanted to ask something, but she was afraid that Yang Zixuan would shake his sleeves and leave after hearing those words.

Yang Zixuan was originally very happy when he heard it, but as her heart sank further and further down, he thought to himself, Could it be that Mu Rousang still can't forget Su Ruirui? Was he really incomparable? After he had done so much for her …

In the end, Mu Rousang still wanted to take a gamble. She was just disappointed, after all, there were many wounds that did not hurt anymore.

"Will you take a concubine after marriage?"

"Why can't you forget!"

One delicate, one soft, one low!

The two of them were stunned at first, but then they both smiled. Each of them had a hurdle in their hearts, a hurdle that he couldn't overcome. She was the hurdle that he couldn't overcome.

"I don't have a concubine, and I don't have a concubine either. All of the concubines that come close to me are servants!"

Yang Zixuan looked at her distrustful eyes and hurriedly explained, "My mother intentionally arranged for her niece and I, so she never arranged for maid. Before she came to ask for your hand in marriage, she had already become a person in my big brother's backyard."

As for the reason? Mu Rousang would not foolishly ask like that. The reason he did this was only for her.

"I will try my best to forget about it. However, there is one thing that must not be shared, must not take in concubines, and must not be married off!"

Mu Rousang's voice became clearer and more domineering.

Yang Zixuan, this little loyal dog, became even happier the more he heard about it. The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably into a big curve, "As you wish!"

"This must be written on the letter of appointment!" The gloom in Mu Rousang's heart was swept away, and the spring that she had not seen for a long time finally arrived quietly …

"No way!"

Yang Zixuan's face immediately turned bitter, this engagement letter was in two copies and had to be kept by both sides. Moreover, they still had to hand it over to the elders of the Yang family, the Mu family elders received it and sent it to the official media palace to report and write up the paperwork.

"Hmph, I knew you were just talking. You couldn't do it." Mu Rousang unhappily lifted her small face and wanted to leave.

Yang Zixuan anxiously pulled her back and said: "No, about this, the letter of appointment is for the elders to look at, and at the same time, take it to the official media palace … Xiao Sangsang, how about I make a promise in private? "

Mu Rousang responded word by word, "It's because I want my seniors to look over it, that's why I want you to write it down on the letter of appointment. Red paper and black words, if you agree, then you won't be able to do anything about it in the future!" She smiled like a little fox.

Yang Zixuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and suddenly pulled her into his embrace with all his might. He lowered his head to smell the faint fragrance on her body, and his soft and jade-like body became even weaker in his embrace, he emotionally said: "I'll do it, I'll do it for you, don't be angry, your body won't do well if you get angry, I'm still waiting for you to give me a little Sang!"

"Yang Zixuan!" Mu Rousang's angry voice came out from the Peach Blossom Forest.

Following that was Yang Zixuan's miserable wails, "Xiao Sangsang, what I said was the truth.

Qingfeng secretly sent the laughter to the courtyard. The few girls vaguely heard a few sentences and then couldn't help but smile.

The enrollee came out of nowhere, clumsily lit up the dry smoke pipe, and puffed out a mouthful of smoke in satisfaction. He smiled and said, "Spring is here, it's so good, it's so good, hehe!" I need to raise more chickens and ducks and rabbits later on! "

Although Mu Rousang had privately agreed to it, she had always abided by the rule of not bowing because of emotion.

When and Zuo Ren returned in the evening, they found that Mu Rousang's complexion had improved, and he saw Yang Zixuan, who was standing by her side and waiting upon her.

Family sister might not be able to hold on any longer!

"Sister, are you well?" Could it be that Yang Zixuan still had the ability to treat illnesses? He unknowingly poked a few more times at Yang Zixuan's body.

Seeing him return, Mu Rousang stood up and smiled: "Big brother, you're back. Is there something wrong in the village?"

Mu Jinzhi did not want her to think any further, so he replied: "It's still a matter of the Village Head Grandpa, what kind of character does little aunt Cui Hua have, you and I are not aware, even though we injured her husband, the husband's family is in the midst of a dispute, my cousin and I will go over to take a look, we can't let our little mountain village suffer any losses."

Seeing that it was still this matter, Mu Rousang did not ask any further, and continued: "Looks like Village Head Grandpa will not be able to come today, I can only tell him about the lichen in a few days."

"The food is ready, I'm starving." Mu Jinzhi touched his stomach resentfully.

After messing around at the Village Head's house for a few hours, he had long been exhausted.

Mu Rousang immediately instructed the servants to prepare a table of food, it was only a normal mountain taste, but it made Zuo Ren Xian and Yang Zixuan extremely happy, relying on the mountains to eat.

After dinner, Mu Rousang returned to her room first. Mu Jinzhi and the others moved the table outside the house to the fence, and listened to the wind nibbling wine and flowers!

After three rounds of drinking, Mu Jinzhi's dissatisfaction slowly surfaced on the surface. Shi Shu quickly picked up his wine jug and helped everyone drink.