Chapter 208
Xiao Wanrong said: "I'm afraid it won't work these days, I have a lot of things to do."
The saint mentioned the wedding date for no reason, and it was a little rushed, and there were many things to prepare.
Yanfang also guessed it, and jokingly said, "I forgot to congratulate Sister Wanrong, but she is going to be Princess Jing."
"When we meet in the future, I can't call Sister Wanrong, I have to call Wang Fei Niangniang."
Saying that, she gave a playful salute, which made Xiao Wanrong laugh and hit her, so Yanfang dodged around Su Anan.
He also asked curiously, "How is King Jing? Sister Wanrong."
Xiao Wanrong stopped her movements and said with a smile, "It's good."
Yanfang pestered her, "Is that a good trick?"
Are you considerate, gentle, is there a good-looking brother from Xingyuan?
The prince's appearance is naturally poor, but the most beautiful inside belongs to Song Xingyuan, especially his romantic eyes and passionate voice, which has attracted the hearts of many women in the capital.
It's not that he missed the throne, how many women would rush to him.
Xiao Wanrong heard this, her footsteps stopped suddenly, and then she smiled, pretending to be ashamed: "I won't tell you."
She talked about Yanfang's marriage again, and successfully brought this topic over.
Su Anan glanced at her and noticed that there was no joy in her eyes.
For a moment, I remembered that scene in my previous life.
It was winter, and it was a little cold.
She was assigned a lot of work, and the firewood was not chopped until the darkness filled the air.
He was very hungry and walked slowly. When he was carrying the bundle of firewood to the kitchen for stacking, he was caught off guard and heard a sound.
When he turned his head, he saw a man kissing a woman against the wall.
The attitude was quite arrogant, the woman seemed to resist a little, and then slowly became obedient.
Su Anan glanced at it, very calm.
When I first came to Qingyu Building, Su Anan would run away ashamed when he bumped into a guest who was having an affair with the woman in the brothel in the backyard.
I feel that this is simply a land of ghosts and ghosts, full of people who indulge in eroticism.
But now, hehe, after two years of sparring, I have seen a scene even worse than this, and the scene in front of me is all Xiao Wu.
She took back her eyes and hugged Chai and put light steps forward, ready to continue walking.
After all, she was accustomed to seeing her, and she didn't disturb other people's hobbies, and she was quiet and safe.
Who knew that she had just taken two steps when she was caught off guard and heard the woman murmur, "Song Xingyuan..."
Su Anan couldn't help but look back and saw the woman's face.
Different from the heavy makeup in the building, this woman's makeup is very light, and although her facial features are not gorgeous, she is dignified and noble, like a lady.
And has a pair of extremely bright eyes that attract people.
Su Anan was surprised, is this the girl who was just sold in?
I couldn't help but take another look.
The woman looked up at Song Xingyuan. She should be so cold that it was like a flower on a cliff, making it impossible to climb high, but in her eyes, a trace of obsession spread.
The man overturned again, and Su Anan retracted his eyes in time, turned and walked away silently.
After that, she didn't pay much attention to it. King Xian was also famous, and it was common to go to a brothel.
However, it was discovered in the first life that that person was Xiao Wanrong, the daughter of Xiao's family.
After getting in touch, she felt that Wan Rong was a very good girl. In her previous life, she had already married King Jing, so why did she still have sex with King Xian?
Is there a last resort?
Su An'an sighed slightly, collected her thoughts and sent Xiao Wanrong to the door.
Liao Quan drank too much here, and was sent to the wing to rest for a while. Song Xingyuan looked quite clear, and got on the carriage after saying goodbye to the old princess.
Song Xingyuan originally wanted to take the opportunity to discuss some things with Brother Shen as he was sent by Shen Juncheng.
But he suddenly lost his mind, and only said, "Let's go to Yudu to chat in Hai Shi the day after tomorrow."
Shen Juncheng hummed and sent His Highness respectfully.
When the carriage started, Song Xingyuan lay without any image, looking at the wind-blown curtain of the carriage, he suddenly said, "Ride the wind and go to Guanglin Temple."
Cheng Feng replied yes, and the carriage turned around.
Xiao Wanrong did not go directly to Xiao's house, but came to Guanglin Temple to pray for blessings.
She knelt in front of the Buddha, closed her eyes, and looked reverent.
The curling white smoke scattered in the afternoon, making her figure look a little blurry. When Song Xingyuan came, he saw her thin back and cold face, and he couldn't help hugging his chest and groaning, "I'm praying for you to marry as soon as possible, not to be reborn again. Accident?"
Xiao Wanrong opened her eyes suddenly, and when she turned around, she saw the man leaning against the door frame lazily, speaking presumptuously, with disgust in his brows and eyes.
She knew that he drank today and didn't want to argue with him, so she got up and went out.
Song Xingyuan looked at her back, curled the corners of his lips and followed.
Xiao Wanrong looked back, quickened her pace, and went back earlier.
When passing through the ginkgo forest of the temple, Song Xingyuan suddenly accelerated, grabbed her arm, and dragged her into the depths of the forest.
Xiao Wanrong's two maids were startled, and before they could say anything, Cheng Feng had already appeared and said, "Our lord just has a few words to tell your young lady alone."
The two maids pursed their lips and looked around at the people who didn't know when they were the idle king. Knowing that it was useless for them to shout, they had to wait anxiously in place.
I hope that the idle king will finish talking quickly and let them go back.
Xiao Wanrong never thought that he would be so bold and dare to take her away, so she hurriedly broke his hand and said, "Song Xingyuan, what are you doing, let me go."
She couldn't be in a hurry, "Just let me go, can you hear me?"
Song Xingyuan's alcohol swelled up, his eyes turned red, he felt that she was really noisy, he suddenly turned around, and directly blocked her mouth.
He was domineering, he wrapped his arms around her waist, and the aroma of the orchid brewed wine broke in.
In an instant, Xiao Wanrong froze in place.
Seeing that she was no longer struggling, Song Xingyuan backed away slightly and said, "It's better to be obedient sooner..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped in the face.
Xiao Wanrong's cold eyes were filled with anger, and she pressed her voice to accuse: "Do you know that I'm going to be your imperial sister-in-law soon, how can you treat me like this?"
Song Xingyuan let out a disdainful snort at the words of the Queen's Wife.
Pushing against his back molars, he tasted the smell of blood slightly. He raised his eyes, and his amorous eyes showed a sinister look, "Could it be that Huangsao forgot, you used to like me treating you like this."
"You!" Xiao Wanrong's eyes were red with anger, her fingertips were shaking, "You are shameless!"
She is a well-known daughter of a well-known family, and she really can't think of any swearing words. Just like before, she will only scold shamelessly when she is in a hurry.
before……
Song Xingyuan felt ridiculous when he thought of these two words, he snorted, suddenly pinched her chin, forced her to look at him, and said sullenly, "Are you praying just now to never meet me again?"
Today, she had never looked at him in the eye, and the indifference and coldness in her eyes stabbed his heart.
Xiao Wanrong bit her lip, didn't turn her head to look at him, and said sternly: "Yes, I pray to the Buddha, let me never see you again, never have anything to do with you again, I never owe you anything in the past, you have no right to treat you like this. I."
Song Xingyuan smiled, "You don't owe me?"