Chapter 364 Why don’t you marry me?

Lin Tingfeng's face darkened when he heard this. He suppressed his anger and asked, "What does our matter have to do with my family?"

Zhuang Shihan curled her lips sarcastically, knowing that this was particularly sarcastic, and said without any surprise, "You really don't dare."

She was right, he really didn't dare.

How could he dare to risk the lives and property of his entire family to swear a poisonous oath that he knew was wrong?

But if he didn't send it, he knew very well that Zhuang Shihan would never let him go easily today.

Just when Lin Tingfeng was feeling a headache and worried about how to get out of this situation, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a servant from the general's mansion walking towards them in a hurry.

He immediately asked, "But what happened in the city?"

The servant hurriedly shook his head, and without looking at him, he said directly to Zhuang Shihan, "Princess Shihan, please go with me. The one from Fanghua Garden went on a hunger strike and committed suicide today. He said he wanted to see you no matter what.

She has something to say to the princess."

Thinking of Jiaojiao's face, which was 70% similar to Zhuang Shihan's but full of tenderness and charm, Lin Tingfeng's expression became even colder.

A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he almost squeezed out three cold words from between his teeth.

"Does she deserve it?"

If it were someone else, they would naturally not be worthy.

After all, since you have become a prisoner, you should have the awareness of a prisoner. You can keep your tail between your legs and live a good life, and you can save your life.

But this person is Jiaojiao.

She is not only Wen Qi's favorite concubine, but also the woman who has served him the longest in recent years.

Wen Qi has always been moody. In the past few years, the ministers of Liang State have tried their best to put many people around him in an attempt to understand his temper.

Over the years, both men and women have sent it.

Even those who looked neither male nor female were recruited into the palace and sent to serve him.

Da'an also put a lot of effort into this matter, training a group of beautiful and talented women to lurk in the East Palace to gather intelligence.

But without exception, these people all died tragically shortly after entering the palace, and it was considered a blessing that their bodies were left intact.

For Jiaojiao to stay by his side for so long, she must have other outstanding qualities besides her face.

Since the first day she entered the city, Xu Xiao arranged her to live in the small courtyard in the corner of the general's mansion and assigned someone to serve her.

It is inevitable that some details related to Wen Qi will be pried out from her mouth.

It would be even better if we could know its weaknesses.

The last time Zhuang Shihan saw her, she was having a high fever due to injuries on her body, and Xu Xiao called her to treat her.

To be honest, she didn't really want to see that face.

Especially when the other person looked at her, that look that was hard to tell whether it was excitement or hatred made her feel even more uncomfortable.

No matter who you are, you will not be able to remain calm when you see your own "stand-in".

Especially when she thought that Wen Qi was most likely thinking of her when he was making love with this face, Zhuang Shihan felt even more disgusted.

She said bluntly: “I’m not going to see her.

If she really doesn't want to live, then she can give herself a quick death."

Over at Fanghua Garden, Jiaojiao, who was holding the broken porcelain pieces against her neck and looking forward to seeing Zhuang Shihan, suddenly burst into laughter when she heard what the servant said.

The hand she placed on her neck trembled slightly, and the slightest movement left a shocking blood mark on her fair skin.

The servant hurriedly exclaimed, "Miss, be careful!"

Jiaojiao seemed oblivious to the pain. She started crying again while laughing, her eyes red as she said, "Go get General Xu. I want to see him."

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"Isn't this nonsense?" Cheng Duan couldn't sit still as soon as he heard the passerby start talking.

He lowered his voice and said, "General Xu has been away from women for so many years. Everyone in Beijing knows that he is a monk. How could he possibly do such a thing as keeping a mistress in his harem?"

He paused and said with an embarrassed look, "There are so many beautiful girls in Da'an, eager to become the general's wife. Even if he is blind, he can't fall in love with a woman from Liang."

Not to mention that this woman was the favorite concubine that Wen Qi abandoned halfway. Wouldn't it be laughable if the news got out that General Da'an had fallen for the favorite concubine of Prince Liang?

He didn't say the rest, but everyone at the table understood his hidden meaning.

Only Luo Yidao asked in a rough voice: "What's wrong with the woman from Liang State? I think she's pretty good."

Cheng Duan frowned, "Then why don't you marry me?"

Luo Yidao glanced at him, then drank a large bowl of tea from the coarse porcelain bowl in one gulp before saying slowly, "I'm happy to do so."

Hearing this, Cheng Duan clenched his fists.

Song Yanxi handed him half a cake and said with a faint smile: "General Cheng, eat more so that you can have more energy to continue your journey later."

Cheng Duan happily took it and said with a grin, "Thank you, Princess."

Luo Yidao beside him snorted coldly, rolled his eyes and said, "Fool, you can't even tell that my sister dislikes you."

Cheng Duan blurted out: "Stop talking nonsense."

The princess is such a good person, why would she dislike him for no reason?

It must be that the stinky butcher surnamed Luo holds a grudge against him and deliberately said these things to fool him.

He is not stupid, so he won't be fooled.

Luo Yidao saw this and took the other half of the pancake from Song Yanxi. He took a bite and said, "My sister is really good at doing things and she's also nice to talk to."

He is very good at talking about people in a roundabout way.

Song Yanxi smiled, glanced at the sky and said, "When it gets a little later, we can take advantage of the chaos and leave the city."

Hearing this, Luo Yidao took a breath and felt a toothache.

He probed, "It's not even fifteen yet."

The implication is that you can't start another fire, right?

Although he didn't have much affection for this rotten country and didn't hold any hope for it, the people in the city were innocent.

What's wrong with just trying to make a living?

It happened that on New Year's Eve, everyone in the town ran to the streets to watch the dragon lanterns, so there were no casualties.

But good luck does not always favor them.

Hearing Luo Yidao's hidden meaning, Cheng Duan said unhappily: "Who do you think our prince is?"

Luo Yidao said sullenly, "I'm a good brother."

Cheng Duan gritted his teeth and wanted to fight with him again.

Ever since leaving Qinghua Town, they followed the map compiled by Mo Jinchuan, avoiding the Liang army's pursuit all the way, and walked intermittently for dozens of days.

During these ten days, apart from traveling, the two of them were mostly sparring with each other, and when they couldn't decide who was winning, they didn't even have time to eat.

After all this time, everyone really thought that Luo Yidao was a potential soldier.

Although Cheng Duan was concerned that he had not learned internal skills, he only used fists and feet to fight with him.

But looking around Da'an, there are only a few people who can fight Cheng Duan with their boxing and kicking skills.

Song Yanxi once heard Cheng Duan privately mention to Mo Jinchuan that when he returned to the border town, he must hand Luo Yidao over to him.

Within a year, he became a powerful general.

This shows how high his expectations are.

Hearing Luo Yidao's words, Cheng Duan said sourly: "Brother Luo is really lucky. He has the opportunity to help the prince and the princess. Many people can't even dream of it."

Luo Yidao smiled faintly and accepted it with peace of mind.

That smug look makes him look a bit like he deserves a beating.

Cheng Duan was so angry that his teeth itched. He gulped down a mouthful of cold tea, which finally extinguished the rage in his heart, which he didn't know whether it was jealousy or anger.

He looked around, leaned forward, and lowered his voice to ask, "Your Highness, how long do we have to wait?"