"Hey, do you believe it will rain soon?"
Liu Yaozong crossed his arms and looked at a woman kneeling at the door of the mansion next door and said calmly.
"Bah, if you don't believe me, you really think you are one of those old men from the Astrology Pavilion!"
His nominal husband-in-law, Zhao Qiankun, the youngest son of the current Lord Zhao, rolled his eyes.
"Can you believe that your cousin would be upset if he took this woman into his house?"
Liu Yaozong looked at the woman who was following his cousin Zhao with her head lowered, and turned her head to look at Zhao Qiankun.
"Don't be ridiculous, that woman looks soft and weak, how is that possible!"
Zhao Qiankun said "heh" and looked at him with contempt.
"Do you believe that your childhood friend and his beloved girl will never be together for three to five years?"
"Huh, you're talking nonsense!"
"Do you believe that your friend who accidentally fell off a cliff will never die?"
"..."
"You..."
"Shut up and put me down!"
The young Marquis, who was being hugged by his wife and princess, said these words with a dark face, and at the same time gave a vicious look to the maids and guards around him who were suppressing their laughter.
Copywriting two:
Zhao Qiankun: I will never marry you even if I die, so just give up!
Liu Yaozong: Oh!
Zhao Qiankun: I want to stay up there, get down here!
Liu Yaozong: Huh?
Zhao Qiankun: I have recognized you for the rest of my life, don't even think about leaving me behind!
Liu Yaozong: OK!
Purpose: Marriage first, love later