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Chapter Twenty

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    After Yu Nuan returned home, she locked herself up in the boudoir, and could hardly eat every day, and her whole body became thinner and thinner.  Princess Nanhua was so anxious that she had to accompany her every day, coaxing her carefully from morning to night, and at night she turned her back and wiped her tears quietly, looking at her daughter like this, I'm afraid she couldn't bear it physically.

    Not to mention, it's just because Miss Yu and Zhou Han's wedding date is set in the middle of winter this year, and now it's late summer and early spring, and the time limit before Yu Nuan will marry him has been shortened a lot.  She naturally showed fear and disgust, almost exerting all her strength to resist this marriage.

    No one would panic from the bottom of their hearts until they came to the door, but when it really came, Miss Yu's resistance became more and more serious.

    She is almost standing at the top of Chang'an's circle of noble girls, and it is hard to imagine that she will marry a mediocre bastard in the future. In a few decades, it may be her turn to kneel down to those girls who once looked down on her handkerchiefs  Bow down, and her own children are born inferior to others, and others can live a leisurely and rich life by relying on the shade of their ancestors, but her children will struggle not to be inferior to others, and wealth needs to be found in danger.

    Her beauty, her talent, did not allow her to lose so badly.

    But unfortunately, she didn't want to die, nor did she want to become a nun.  Because she was born to be a rich and noble flower among golden and jade bushes, the ultimate luxury and glory are her lifelong desires that cannot be extinguished, and what she craves with all her strength.

    Therefore, even if she fell into the mud, she would not allow herself to completely let go on the dangerous cliff.

    According to Yu Nuan's memory, this node is already a turning point in Miss Yu's emotional fermentation.

    From the original dislike of the male protagonist, it became even more distasteful (), and the dislike was mixed with some unspeakable feelings.  As a woman, she wants to compromise both physically and mentally. After all, he is a strong man, but her rationality can't do it. When she thinks about the life she will live in the future, she feels disgusted with Zhou Han.  It was even more difficult to contain the hatred towards Qin Wanqing.

    Yu Nuan felt that these days were extremely difficult, because she was really hungry.

    Miss Yu wanted to use self-harm to force her parents to compromise and let them rescind the engagement for her, but Zhong Guogong and his wife avoided talking about it. Apart from trying to compensate their daughter, they never mentioned the solution.

    The stubborn Duke Zhong even forced his daughter to embroider wedding dresses and sorted out the dowry list by himself.  He thinks that women have a submissive nature in their bones, and if they don't want to kneel down, they will get used to it if they kneel too much.  If you don't want to bend down, if you break your waist, you can bend.

    One cannot soften one's heart when dealing with women, and the same is true for one's own daughter.

    Princess Nanhua couldn't bear it, and wept into the candlelight. She had been crying for several days, and her body, which was not considered strong, was exhausted. After a while, she turned around and said to her husband with tears in her eyes: "Husband, don't you?"  If we call off this marriage for Ah Nuan, if she continues like this, she may have to She will die!"

    They all knew that their daughter was born with heart disease, but no one ever said it.  She is still young, but there is no curative method in the current widely circulated medical techniques, so at a young age, she will be dying, and the fate of her death is looming.

    Duke Zhong was half leaning on the couch. Hearing this, he put down the scroll in his hand and sighed violently: "Do you think I don't want to? If you can't bear it, you will make trouble!"

    He frowned again and said, "Have you heard from my son recently? How many days before he arrives in Chang'an?"

    Princess Nanhua lowered her eyes and sighed, looking at the moonlight outside the screen window, she couldn't help but miss her son: "About there are still two or three days left." She began to sigh again as she thought about it, children are all debts.  She didn't understand this until she was middle-aged.

    Zhong Guogong said: "It's not your father's fault. It's not counted as an adopted son, but he still stares at our son! Fortunately, Cheng Lang is smart and never forgets to remind us, otherwise we won't have a good life." Said  Thinking of his Yue family who was holding him back, he couldn't help but snort coldly.  Marquis Chong'an was appreciated, but he couldn't, it was mostly because of the old Southwest King.

    The father of Nanhua Princess, the Southwest King, held the military power, but he had no son, so he had no choice but to adopt a partial house as his heir, but he refused to invite him to be a son for a long time.  He did not want to let him go back to Chang'an.

    In fact, Yu Nuan can still understand the mood of the Southwest King from the perspective of an outsider.  After all, the grandson's blood is close to the old man's, and he is also talented and handsome. He is much better than any legitimate side son.

    But the key point is, your grandson is your grandson, and you don¡¯t have your last name, so what are you thinking about?  Even if there were a few incidents in which an uncle passed on the title of nephew to his nephew hundreds of years ago, it was already earth-shattering, and it is still going to happen now.The thing about losing a lot of eyeballs

    The Southwest King ate the onions in the bowl and looked at the morning and evening green onions in the pot.  Oh, anyway, it fell into the hands of the hero in the end, no problem.

    So after many years of probing each other, the Southwest King finally released Yu Chenglang back to Chang'an, but he still refused to invite him to be the crown prince, and he must still be unwilling to give up.

    This old man is so stubborn that it makes people extremely speechless.

    What Yu Nuan didn't know was that it wasn't her parents who forced her to marry Zhou Han, but her brother Yu Chenglang.

    The original book did not describe Yu Chenglang in more detail, and the Yu family also fell into ruin after the death of the Southwest King.  Falling in love with the cold and indifferent emperor, after doing all the wrong things, was hurt and desperate, wiped his neck and died miserably.

    However, despite saying this, in reality, Master Yu Chenglang is still a real person

    It is now the end of summer and early autumn, Yu Chenglang, dressed in a low-key brocade suit, rides on horseback, whips up his horse, kicks up layers of loess, and soon follows the convoy entering the city through the magnificent and simple city gate.  Back to his hometown Chang'an.

    The following disciples rode side by side with him on horseback, cupped their hands and said with a smile: "Maybe the young master has not returned to Chang'an for a long time, now look, is the situation still the same?"

    Yu Chenglang looked at the bustling streets and bustling crowds, and far above his head was the dense imperial city. Although he could only vaguely see a small outline, it was still depressing.

    He said solemnly: "Naturally, Chang'an City is my hometown, and there is nothing better than my hometown."

    Doorman: ""

    He felt that the young master was also very tired. When he slept, when he took a bath, when he practiced martial arts, when he was eating, he never forgot to send a red heart to Chang'an.

    The doorman smiled and said: "Ah what you said is, oh, look, these sister-in-laws are throwing plums and silk flowers at you! You are so popular when you come back. If you know, my wife will be happy." After all, my wife has been there  Think about the young master's marriage.

    Brother Yu didn't care about the shoulders and head that were hit by the handkerchief green plum and various flowers, solemnly cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty is unmarried, as a subject, how can I get married too early?! Naturally, I am worried about His Majesty, and I will marry you later!"  "

    Menke: "" Forget it, let's stop talking nonsense, I'm really tired.

    The doorman on the left also rode up and asked, "Master, do you want to go back to the Duke's mansion first?"

    Without any hesitation, Yu Chenglang pulled the rein and said in a loud voice: "Let's go to Rui'an Village first."

    By the lakeside in the center of Ruianzhuang, a man dressed in plain clothes was fishing with a pole. His straw hat blocked the drizzle and covered most of his face, leaving only a small shadow cast by his tall nose and vaguely cut sideburns.

    If one ignores the noble environment, perhaps no one would think that he is a leisurely fisherman who often lives by the river and lives alone.

    The light rain is slightly slanting, and the wind moistens things.

    Yu Chenglang was led into Rui'an Manor by the servants in brocade clothes. The scenery in front of him was changing, but they were all magnificent. The more he entered, the more simple and elegant, as if the most primitive and natural scene after the prosperity ended.

    The small building by the lake was facing a hut far away, Yu Chenglang asked: "Is Your Majesty in that hut?"

    After all, the small building looks more like a place for entertaining guests, while the low-rise hut is integrated into one, with an independent and exquisite courtyard, and it has an elegant and special sense of presence in the village full of buildings.

    The servant shook his head, and said softly: "Not often, but if there is no one else in the cabin, His Majesty will go to stay for a while."

    Yu Chenglang was taken aback, in fact, he didn't understand, what does it mean that there are other people?

    Is there anyone else who is more valuable than His Majesty, who can make him give up his respect?  This is really hard for him to imagine.

    But he knew he shouldn't ask more questions, so he fell silent.

    The servants brought him to a small bridge. Needless to say, Yu Chenglang also saw the distinguished man fishing.

    In the slanting wind and drizzle, the man's bony hands firmly held the fishing rod, and Yu Chenglang just wanted to speak, but seeing the man's slender fingers touching his cold lips, he immediately stopped talking.

    After a while, the fishing rod made of precious soft Polygonatum sank slightly, but Yu Chenglang heard a man's voice in a low hoarse voice with a faint smile: "The fish is hooked." (Remember this website website: www.  hlnovel.com
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