Jin Ling and Yan Feiyun subconsciously look at each other, but they have no words.
"Since the Yan family is going to marry Miss Yan ziyue to a certain emissary, it must be Lang Youqing's concubine's intention?"
“……”
"What's the matter? My question No one can answer? "
Ling Luoyu's words turn, pretending to be surprised to stare at two people, Feng Mou Liu Yuan.
"Did you not understand me, or did you not know Is Miss Yan ziyue willing? "
“……”
At this time, the heart of Ding Temple fell down --
after such a big circle, she was looking for the steps for him!
"No?"
With an exaggerated cry, Ling Luoyu laughed three times.
"I see. When you proposed the engagement, you didn't ask the Yan family whether she would like to, did you?"
Yan Feiyun hissed and sulked: "since ancient times, engagement is the order of parents and the words of matchmaker! When a woman marries a man, how many of them are sincere... "
"Is it?" Ling Luoyu nodded frequently: "what you said, I totally agree with What is sincerity? But it's a dispensable thing. In front of family interests, it's really a fart, right? "
The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and her eyes fell.
"And yours?"
“…… What? "
"What's your heart?"
“……”
"What's your heart? Or... " She slowly lifted her eyes, and her eyes wandered between Yan Fei Yun and Jin Ling: "your sincerity..."
“……”
The eyes of Ding temple are heavy: "Ling girl..."
About the relationship between Yan Feiyun and Jinling, most of the Yan family knew it well.
But?
Under the policy of coercion, no one dares to mention it!
"What do you say?" Yan Feiyun's face changed.
"What's the matter? I'm not right, or What misunderstanding did I say? "
Ling Luoyu, however, pretends to be silly and shrugs slightly, and her eyes are round.
"It's true that you should maintain your own sincerity, but you can't take the sincerity of others as the price..."
Yan Feiyun's face turned red, like a cat whose tail had been trampled. He turned around in the same place, but it was not easy to start at this point.
"Why? Why do you do this Did I say something I shouldn't have said, or did I say something Touch the wrong place? "
“……”
"It's true, but you can't put your heart on someone else's sadness..."
Ling Luoyu took a step back and stepped back to Ding temple. His arm rested on his shoulder and leaned slightly.
"At least, Miss Yan ziyue wants to marry someone she is willing to marry No matter how bad it is, she chose it by herself... "
"How do you know ziyue doesn't want to marry a messenger?" The sound of gold scales.
"I don't know, so please come here..."
Ding Temple:
What else?
Wasn't it just for his refusal of engagement that he made a grand excuse?
How can you be so quick that you want to set yourself on fire again?!
"Miss Ling..." He turned his head slightly and winked at Ling Luoyu.
Ling Luoyu, however, was able to hook his lips and patted him on the shoulder: "it's OK. There's me."
"But..."
Ding temple is so calm and calm --
What does it mean to have you!?
If Yan ziyue comes and takes a look at him, how does he do it!?
Originally, you can get rid of your sweetheart.
Now, your theory of "three wives and four concubines" has come up, and you have caught people to see each other in person.
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