The whole capital persuaded me to remarry

Chapter 17 No one can compare to you

Chapter 17 No one can compare to you
Not only Zhen Baoshu heard the whispers of the playboys, but Prime Minister Zhen also heard them clearly.

He raised his finger at Yan Jiulan angrily, "You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about! It's the old man who insulted you. If you are angry with the old man, don't ruin my daughter's reputation!"

Yan Jiulan looked serious, "This junior is not talking nonsense, Second Miss Zhen has indeed agreed to marry this junior."

He looked at Zhen Baoshu with a look of condemnation, "Second Miss Zhen, have you forgotten that you told me when you were four years old that you would marry Brother Yan when you grow up, how could you deny it?"

"..."

Zhen Baoshu tried her best not to laugh.

She knew her brother Yan would not destroy her.

He should have heard some speculative rumors in the capital, so he took this opportunity to clarify for her.

She glanced at those playboys, and sure enough, she saw that they were all blushing, embarrassed and disappointed.

"Is Yan Jiulan sick? He insists on forcing people to fulfill their promises when the four-year-old says it. The four-year-old knows nothing!"

"That's right. When I was four years old, I even said that I wanted to enter the palace to be a queen! I didn't even know it at the time. It turns out that boys cannot be queens."

"I thought the two of them were really giving each other privately. If the words of the four-year-old baby are also called private giving and receiving, will everyone still be alive? Who hasn't said nonsense and made a fool when they were young?"

"It's all Yan Jiulan's fault, this guy is sick!"

Zhen Baoshu listened to these words, it was not only funny, but also touched by Brother Yu Yan's good intentions to blame himself for her.

She suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, frowned slightly, and looked cold and indifferent to talk to Yan Jiulan.

"General Yan, how can you take seriously what you said when you were ignorant when you were young? You don't want to mess around anymore."

In my heart, there was a voice shyly shouting, I am willing, I am willing, I have always wanted to marry you, Brother Yan, don't give up!

As if she could see through the longing in her heart, Yan Jiulan smiled softly with curved lips.

That smile was like ten thousand peach blossoms, making her blush and heartbeat.

"You don't think it's true, but I remember it from that year to now."

His eyes, which were as bright as falling stars, stared deeply at her.

"At that time, I was a poor wretch abandoned by my family. Everyone could step on me. Everyone said that I would be the life of a beggar in my life, and I would never marry a wife."

"You are the first girl who told me that she will marry me when she grows up."

"When others laughed at me and scolded me, saying that I couldn't marry a wife, it was you who rushed over and said that you were my wife. It was you who made me feel the warmth of being protected by my family."

"So, I don't care if you were only four years old at that time, I don't care if you were young and ignorant and didn't understand what the word daughter-in-law means, I just know that since you promised me, I must marry you and go home .”

"Miss Zhen Er, marrying you is my life's obsession, Yan Jiulan. No one wants me to let go."

Zhen Baoshu's eyes were sour.

Knowing that the hardest and most difficult years in his mouth have passed, but she still loves her brother Yan.

She lowered her head to hide the fragility in her eyes, and whispered, "General Yan, no matter what you say, I will never marry you, so why do you force me?"

Yan Jiulan stood there with a gentle but cruel smile, and he said, "If I'm in a hurry, Miss Zhen Er, you are nothing more than a three-foot white silk and committed suicide. But even if you die, your body will be mine for Yan Jiulan." Lan also wants to marry and return home."

(End of this chapter)

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