Jiaoman Picks the Moon

Now His Majesty has a daughter in his old age, and he regards the ninth princess Yuan Jiyao as a treasure. When you have grown up with a lot of love and love, marriage will naturally be put on the agenda. You can look at the court: The son of the queen's family is handsome and handsome, but it's a pity that he has no ideas, no! The only son of Mr. Xue's family is well-read in poetry and books, but he doesn't understand the customs, no! The son of General Huo is brave and good at fighting, but unfortunately he is too murderous, no! The newly promoted No. 1 Scholar has both talent and appearance, and a noble character, but he comes from a poor family, no! Seeing that the emperor was heartbroken, the eunuch Cao Yu suddenly suggested: "Your Majesty, I heard that the Marquis of Wu'an is very beautiful and is about the same age as the princess..." Your Majesty pondered, Marquis Wu'an? But he is a good family with a wealthy and well-off person. Spring feast, apricot blossoms fall all over the head. Yuan Jiyao looked at Yi Zhizhou across the carved corridor. What the great eunuch said was indeed true: a beautiful young man with black hair and a blue shirt, with a face like jade and a body wrapped around a jade tree. The girl's heartbeat was caught off guard. But things are unpredictable. The wealth and marriage in the sky are in front of him, but Mr. Yi Xiaohou is like the bright moon in the sky, a clear and silent shadow, out of reach. The little princess followed the advice of the dog-headed military advisors, embroidered the silk handkerchief, and handed over the hairpin in small regular script... The Empress of God at the Dragon Boat Festival deliberately made a match, and the marriage decree was ready, but Yi Xiaohou Ye still refused. Several times, the little princess burst into tears: "Even if you are really the moon in the sky, I won't care about you anymore!" The palace banquet at the end of the year was bustling with people. It was still the first time we met in the carved corridor. Mr. Yi Xiaohou watched with his own eyes the ninth princess taking the jade Ruyi from the foreign prince. The fireworks were gorgeous, and her flower-like smile actually bloomed for others? It was night, and the palace was silent. An uninvited guest walked into the princess's boudoir, wearing a green robe and jade belt, with a sad expression: "It's obvious that the princess took the moon off, but now she thinks he is too lonely?" *** The serialized article "What's Wrong with the Maid, I'm Guaranteed to Win": An ancient migrant worker counterattacked to gain wealth, and by the way, he harvested a handsome and wealthy second generation man! Qi Song went out to do business and met with misfortune. The good-looking rich man turned into a comatose living dead. The whole family, who had been affectionate with each other before, suddenly revealed their true nature. His uncle took over his cloth shop and embroidery workshop; his younger brother took over his wealth and marriage; even his married eldest sister ransacked his study... The promise of sharing joys and sorrows turned out to be all lies! Qi Song, who was ill, could only comfort himself: They are all external things. Once they are gone, they are gone. As long as I still have breath, why worry about not being able to make a comeback? But despite all his calculations, he didn't expect that a naughty little maid would appear next to him! Every day I massage him with the vile-smelling medicated oil, massage his legs, massage his arms, massage his arms and rub his navel... That is the most powerful aphrodisiac oil in Fireworks Willow Lane! Even a strong man may not be able to bear it, let alone his half-disabled body. Qi Er couldn't speak, so he had to suffer. However, this little girl had "evil thoughts" and stayed by the bed every night reading those shameful words from the book. All kinds of humiliating methods made Qi Er furious. He secretly swore: When I wake up, this hatred will be irreconcilable! As spring turns to winter, the second young master who has been forgotten for a long time actually wakes up. As soon as the news came out, the whole city was filled with joy. But those who were waiting to watch the show discovered that the second young master actually held the "enemy" in his heart! Mountains of gold, silver, emeralds, pearls and shells are all not enough. Do you have to give yourself to me before you give up? Everyone was astonished. What about the sworn relationship? *Small theater* At night, Changlan Courtyard, which had been bustling for a long time, finally returned to calm. In the wedding room decorated with red silk, the bride who should have been beaming with joy was filled with sullen expression: "You, is this how you repay me?" The groom, with his handsome appearance, looked at her tenderly: "My wife is not satisfied?" If her hands weren't trapped by the complicated wedding clothes, she wished she could give him a firm slap: "You know that what I want is freedom and real money to be able to start my own business! I am not marrying you!!" At the end of the sentence, she lacked confidence and lowered her head in panic to avoid his affectionate gaze. Faced with such heartless remarks from his newlywed wife, Qi Song smiled instead of being annoyed: "Thanks to you taking care of me day and night and never leaving me when I was in a coma. Now I'm recovered..." The red wedding dress made her look so delicate. He slowly caressed the white cheek with his fingertips. Remembering that he had kissed her here, his heart couldn't stop itching. His eyebrows were downcast, showing all kinds of pity: "The kindness of a drop of water should naturally be repaid by a spring of water!!" The man's slender knuckles silently slid over the buckle on his chest. Realizing his actions, Xiao Zhizhi suddenly widened his eyes: "You, you, what are you doing!" But the fiery red clothes had already slipped off the man's shoulders, and the warm yellow candlelight shrouded the strange yet familiar body. Even though she only glanced at it, her heart was beating like thunder. Seeing this, Qi Song in the other compartment said even more vigorously: "I want to commit myself to you, but I hope Yin Yin won't be too dissatisfied..." The evening breeze of summer night blew through the window sill, and the fiery red tassel bed tent rippled like water. I am lucky to meet you in this life. Intention: I will never leave Gu Yue for your kindness.