My Empress is My Bad Girl

Xiangqiulang's face showed a crying and smiling expression, which was uglier than crying.

He rubbed his fat fingers and whispered: "How can I beat you? I won't beat you for the rest of my life and scold you. Xiaohui, you know, I, I have liked you since I was a kid..."

"To shut up!"

Zhaohui yelled, "I don't like you, even if I die, I won't marry you!"

"No, it doesn't matter." Xiangqiu Lang murmured to himself hurriedly, "As long as you can be happy, you can marry anyone."

Zhaohui sneered: "In that case, I asked you to take the initiative to dissolve the marriage contract, why are you unwilling?"

Xiangqiulang lowered his head: "I like you, so I am reluctant to break the marriage contract."

"Then don't say anything as long as I'm happy, you're happy bullshit!" Zhaohui gritted her teeth, "Don't show up in front of me in the future, I don't want to see you at a glance."

"Xiaohui!"

Xiangqiulang tried to hold her, "Where are you going, why don't you go home?"

Zhaohui shook off his hand and shouted: "What are you pretending to be stupid? I am a **** who is screaming and hitting, so I don't want me at home!"

"You, if you have nowhere to go, you might as well go to my house..."

Xiangqiu Lang's next words were stopped by Zhaohui's indifferent, disgusting, and hateful eyes.

He paused quietly, and whispered: "By the way, I still have an empty cabin on the mountain. Although it is not big, it is quite clean, or you can just go and settle down temporarily."

"You want me to live in your bullpen?"

"No, it's not... I cleaned it, it's very clean."

"I don't need it, go away!"

Zhaohui pushed him away.

Xiangqiu Lang: "Little Hui..."

"Don't call my name!" Zhaohui roared, "How many times have I said that I hate you, and I feel sick looking at you. Keep away from me, I don't want to see you!"

Xiangqiu Lang's eyes were red: "You are like this, why are you still refusing to accept me. Do you have other places to go?"

"How am I? Do you think I'm down now, you have a chance? If you dream, I'd rather die!" Zhaohui was full of disgust.

"Okay, I will never bother you again. Actually, my family has arranged a marriage for me. Since you don't want to go back, I will accept their arrangement. Xiaohui, this is the last time I call you Xiao Hui, you will be fine from now on."

Xiangqiulang finished speaking with a lonely expression, then turned and ran away.

Zhaohui's tears shed quickly.

She tried to hold back her tears, but when she looked up, she saw a man lying crookedly on a towering old tree diagonally opposite.

The man has a handsome face, beautiful jade tie and hair, wearing a bamboo-blue gown, leaning on a tree trunk, with his legs crossed, one hand resting on the back of his head, and the other holding a book, looking at it leisurely.

The sunlight leaked from the branches and leaves, and scattered on him, coating his face with a warm light yellow.

Zhaohui couldn't help being stunned.

She did not expect to see Prince Lian here.

He just lay on the tree so comfortably, only three feet away from her, but as far as a sea of ​​clouds.

Zhaohui felt for the first time what it means to be an unreachable person.

Thinking of what she had just said with Xiangqiulang, she must have heard everything, Zhaohui's face slowly turned red, and her heart was ashamed, ashamed, and sad.

She dropped her head deeply and walked slowly under the tree.

"Are you going to hunt for death again?" The hateful Prince Lian took the initiative to speak to her.