Chapter 56 The person I like is Chu Hanxiao. I like him and I want to be with him.
"Please show some mercy, Miss Xie! If that is really the case, then..."
He raised his eyes hesitantly and looked at Xing Jinlan.
"Then Miss Xing's reputation is completely ruined..."
Xing Jinlan gritted her teeth and clenched the handkerchief.
"My reputation! What does it have to do with Master Wuchen?"
Xie Qinghuan enjoyed watching the fun.
Echoed and asked:
"Miss Xing is right. What does her life or death have to do with you?"
Wu Chen, however, fixed his gaze and growled.
"Miss Xie! Forgive others when you can!"
Xie Qinghuan disagreed.
"I am right, why should I let her go? Or..."
She looked down at Wu Chen who was kneeling on the ground.
"If you give me a reasonable reason, I'll be happy and maybe consider letting her go."
Xing Jinlan didn't expect Xie Qinghuan to be so easy to talk to.
The moment she saw Xie Qinghuan, she was ready to pay with her life.
At this moment, he also looked at Wu Chen hesitantly.
She cares more about... than fame...
Will he admit his relationship with her?
Wu Chen had heard warnings from his senior brother and the abbot before entering the mansion.
In this prime minister's residence...
The people you should never offend are not the Prime Minister and the Old Madam.
But she is the daughter of the prime minister, the little devil of Kyoto!
He couldn't stand Xie Qinghuan's threat, so he lowered his head and kept silent.
"Miss, please understand. Miss Xing and I are just old acquaintances. We are not in a relationship..."
Xie Qinghuan snorted.
"Oh, do you think I would believe you? If we were just old acquaintances, why didn't you dare to admit it in the hall this afternoon?"
Seeing that Wu Chen seemed to be hiding something, she slammed the table.
"You still refuse to tell the truth! Someone come——"
"Miss Xie! Miss Xie...what do you want to hear?"
Xie Qinghuan was somewhat satisfied and raised his eyebrows.
"First, tell me what is your relationship?"
The Buddhist beads in Wu Chen's hands made a crackling sound and his muscles trembled.
My heart is tangled.
Want to say something?
Once you say...
How can he stay in Buddhism?
Seeing him in trouble, Xing Jinlan sighed softly.
"Ms. Xie, please don't embarrass him. I'll tell you what you want to know..."
How can that work?
Xie Qinghuan just wanted him to say it himself!
She snorted.
"Isn't it said that monks are free from all desires? Why...it's just an old story, why is it so difficult to talk about it?"
She glanced at Wu Chen, and every word she said was heart-wrenching.
"Or are you just incapable of seeing through the mundane world? You're afraid of recalling the past and becoming possessed by demons! You don't even dare to look at her!"
"I don't!"
Dust-free and restless.
Xing Jinlan was also stunned.
Before I knew it, my eyes were filled with tears.
Looking back at the panicked Wu Chen.
Wu Chen still didn't dare to look at her and slammed the futon.
"I don't……"
"How's that?"
Xie Qinghuan chased after him relentlessly.
Wu Chen remained silent and refused to say anything more.
Xing Jinlan felt a little distressed when she saw this.
I also knelt down to beg Xie Qinghuan.
"Ms. Xie, please stop forcing him. I'll do whatever you want me to do!"
Good guy!
Xie Qinghuan was stunned by her "deep affection".
Now that she said so, she certainly couldn't let her down.
"Okay! Take Miss Xing away and escort her back to the mansion tomorrow! Let my father ask Lord Xing for this explanation!"
"Miss Xie! Miss Xie, Master Xing's family rules are very strict. You are trying to kill her! Miss Xie..."
Xie Qinghuan glanced at Wu Chen who was begging for mercy and sneered.
"You gave me a chance but you didn't use it. Now, you want to say something but I don't want to listen! Someone, take him away!"
After saying this, he turned his sleeves and left.
Chu Hanxiao had no choice but to cooperate with her and went forward to ask Miss Xing to leave.
After returning to Yueqiong Garden, Xie Qinghuan brought Xing Jinlan into the bedroom and closed the doors and windows.
"Ms. Xing, you should know that if today's incident gets out... it will be bad for both our families."
"Yes……"
Xing Jinlan stood beside the couch with her head down, her expression gloomy.
Xie Qinghuan slammed the table.
"Why don't you just tell the truth?"
Xing Jinlan then raised her eyes and took a deep breath.
His eyes were heavy, deep in memories.
"Wu Chen, whose original name was Yuan Chuan, was found by my father among the rioters ten years ago.
At that time, he and I were still young, so we studied together and grew up together. "
Hey, childhood sweethearts!
Xie Qinghuan ate the melon and was secretly delighted.
He completely forgot that this person was Xing Jinlan, who was going to discuss marriage with his eldest brother.
Listen to her carefully.
"Three years ago, I was thirteen and he was fifteen, the age when we were just beginning to fall in love, and we secretly decided to spend our lives together.
But we all knew that my father would not allow me to marry a refugee.
He said he wanted to join the army, gain fame, and come back to marry me..."
Speaking of this, Xing Jinlan smiled.
It’s like the beauty of yesterday, reappearing before my eyes.
But then, his gaze gradually became silent.
“I waited for him for three years, and it was hard to compete with my father anymore.
A girl who is sixteen and still hasn't been married yet, I have become the shame of the entire Xing family...
But who would have thought that on the second day after the marriage proposal, I met him again, but he..."
Xie Qinghuan saw her crying.
shook his head.
Heart Road:
If it weren’t for me “interfering”.
When you meet again, I'm afraid it will be...
One left home, the other started a family.
Alas, it’s fate!
"So you're just giving up like that?"
Hearing Xie Qinghuan's curious and calm question, Xing Jinlan looked up in surprise.
she……
Don't make things difficult for her?
Seeing what Xing Jinlan was thinking, Xie Qinghuan straightened his upper body and spoke anxiously.
"The prerequisite is that you have to tell your father that you don't agree with this marriage! Also, you can't say that my brother is bad!"
Seeing Xie Qinghuan defending Xie Tingzhou like this, Xing Jinlan couldn't help but laugh.
How does she feel...
This little devil is not as scary as the legend says?
Quite... cute!
Come to think of it, she has always wanted a brother or sister.
However, her half-brothers and sisters always respected her too much.
If only she had a sister who loved her like this...
"Did you hear me?"
Xing Jinlan nodded.
"I will."
Xie Qinghuan then breathed a sigh of relief and pulled her to sit on the soft couch.
Start sharing your love tips.
"I'm telling you, boys are actually pretty easy to chase! Not to mention the little monk you have a relationship with, you look like..."
Just as she was about to call Chu Hanxiao, she caught a glimpse of him looking at her with a raised eyebrow.
It seems to be saying:
Just tell me, I want to hear what you have to say!
Xie Qinghuan quickly jumped off the couch.
Pushed him out of the bedroom.
"It's getting late. You should go to bed first. You have to go to the Imperial College tomorrow!"
Chu Hanxiao felt a little helpless. Xing Jinlan was still there, so he couldn't say much.
It's just a reminder.
【Go to bed early and stop talking nonsense! 】
"Okay, I know, I know!"
This also surprised Xing Jinlan.
that person……
Isn't he her guard?
Why do they look... quite intimate?
After pushing Chu Hanxiao out of the room, Xie Qinghuan took the peanuts and melon seeds and placed them on the soft table.
Don't hide it from her.
"Now you know my secret, we're even!"
Xing Jinlan was puzzled.
"Your secret is..."
"Can't you see? I like my guards!"
Xie Qinghuan spoke frankly, shocking Xing Jinlan so much that her eyes widened.
"You...you are not with Prince Yong..."
Xie Qinghuan tilted his head.
“That was an arranged marriage by Uncle Huang, but the person I like is Chu Hanxiao!
I like him, I want to be with him, I don't care about any engagement!"
Chu Hanxiao, who was standing outside the door, had his mouth stretched to the back of his head, but he didn't even notice...