Now not only Chaoyang was surprised, but also Luo Beichen.

He immediately pulled Luo to one side with a smile and said in a low voice, "what's the nonsense? Haven't you been yelling for your father to make opportunities for you? Why do people come to propose marriage at this time, but you don't want to? What's more, the events of that day did damage your reputation. Isn't it just right to push the boat with the current

Luo Xiao looked back at Chaoyang, lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to force people to turn things around."

"Nonsense what? Now it's someone else who comes to propose marriage. How can it be called reluctance? "

Luo smiles and bites his lips: "anyway, I don't want to marry, I want to marry you!"

Finish saying she turned round to walk outside, Luo North Chen pulls all not to pull!

"This child..." Luo Beichen is angry with his temple pain, but he always has no way to take this daughter. Now when he looks up at the morning sun, he immediately presses his eyebrows and says, "what do you say you are talking nonsense in front of her? I'll take care of this marriage, but you have to do it yourself! Remember, since you put forward the marriage, there is absolutely no room for repentance, and smile there, you must let her agree, do you understand? "

The sun hung down, the dark color in the eyes should come down: "I know, thank the emperor!"

Luo North Chen put to wave a hand, quite headache appearance, Feng Che immediately turns Mou to see toward the morning sun.

Chaoyang immediately understood his meaning, and then went straight to Luo Xiao's tent.

Outside the camp, Luo Xiao's maidservant directly stopped him outside: "my princess said, I won't see you today!"

Chaoyang took a deep look at the camp, ignored the maid, and directly looked at the humanitarian inside: "princess, I know you can hear me, let's talk about it?"

There was no response. Chaoyang paused for a moment and then said, "I was wrong. I shouldn't hurt the princess by saying that. Please give Qin a chance. Let me explain it to you in detail!"

There's still no movement inside. After waiting for a moment, Chaoyang twisted his eyebrows: "if the princess is still angry about that day, as long as the princess comes out to see me, beat me and scold me, I will do as you please."

After this sentence, there was a movement in the room. Then Luo Xiao appeared in white at the door, with a red whip in her hand and staring at the morning sun: "you can do whatever you say, right?"

Chaoyang was stunned for a moment, and his eyes moved away from the whip with difficulty. Then he said: "yes."

"All right, you'll get a whip first!" Luo Xiao then walked forward, raised the whip in his hand and waved it to him. Chaoyang was stunned. He endured the pain of the whip, but he stood there without expression. Instead, Luo Xiao, who was on the opposite side, was shocked and looked at him stupidly: "why don't you... Hide?"

Chaoyang raised a bitter smile on his lips and said, "if I hide, will the princess listen to my explanation?"

Luo Xiaomian's expression stagnated. Then he stirred the whip in his hand and lowered his head: "what do you want to say?"

Chaoyang's eyes stop on her white side face. Luo Xiao's face is beautiful and beautiful. His lips are red and teeth are white. No matter his appearance or status, he is more than enough for him to marry such a woman. In fact, he has nothing to be picky about, although his feelings have nothing to do with his status.

He was silent for a moment before he said, "can we talk in another place?"

Luo Xiao looked up at him, then quickly lowered his head and did not speak. Chaoyang saw that she didn't retort immediately, vaguely knowing her meaning, so he held out his hand and directly clasped her wrist and went out.

Luo laughs and startles for a while, but does not refuse after all.

Chaoyang pulled her all the way to the lake that day.

It's still the lake, but today's words are different from those of that day.

"Today, I brought the princess here to say something intimate to her. If she still feels that she can't accept the marriage, I'll wait."

Luo laughs at the appearance that he suddenly serious rises, don't open a face way: "what you want to say is to say directly, I listen."

Chaoyang took a look at her, then came slowly.

He told her about the past and amuzhu. When he mentioned that they were getting married, but it happened that amuzhu died in an accident. Luo Xiao couldn't help it. He stood there looking at him with red eyes: "so your sweetheart is dead?"

Chaoyang nodded slowly: "maybe now I haven't come out of that thing, but I can promise the princess that I will come out slowly and treat the princess sincerely. Is the princess willing to give me this opportunity?"

Luo Xiaozheng looked at him, the whip in his hand was almost torn by her: "do you really want to marry me, or because of that day... Feel guilty to be responsible for me?"

Chaoyang pauses: "it's not only responsibility but also commitment, but also determination to go on with the princess. Maybe now I can't fall in love with the princess, but I will try my best to make myself like you."

Luo smile don't open a face, tears in the eyes spin: "marry me don't have to, anyway that day is also really my design.". Although you say you want to go with me, I guess you are just forced. I don't want you to be forced. I want you to marry me willingly one day! "

Luo Xiao raised his eyes and looked at him. His fingers were white: "since you should try to get along with me, the past between us should be written off. From then on, you and I will never mention it again! How about March? If you haven't fallen in love with me in three months, I'll go to my father and ask him to give up the marriage. Similarly, if I fall in love with someone else in three months, how about canceling the engagement as usual? "

Chaoyang looks at her deeply, slowly spits out the turbid air and answers: "OK, then take March as the starting point!"

Luo laughs and hears the words, even when he reaches out his hand. Slender jade finger fell in front of his eyes, her voice finally showed a relaxed color: "high five for about!"

Chaoyang slowly bent his lower lip. Then he reached out and touched her palm.

Her palms are soft and elastic, while his are dry and coarse. This is inseparable from his habit of holding sword all the year round.

Two people's fingers touch and leave. Luo Xiao continued to stir the whip in his hand and lowered his head: "if it's OK, I'll go back first!"

Chaoyang looks at her and nods. Luo Xiao turns around and trots all the way.

Her coat of white fox fur swelled in the wind because of her actions. Chaoyang quietly looks at her far away back. The color of her eyes slowly deepens, and then the corners of her mouth start a light arc to look at the direction of the sky,

Breathing is soft and blinking is especially slow.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the touch of the wind on his cheek, but in his heart he was saying: amuzhu, you don't blame me, do you?

After seven consecutive days of peace, the news came that Xiyu plundered a city in front of him, forcing 500000 troops of the Jin and Yuan Dynasties to retreat for 40 Li. Naturally, the morale here is high, and Fengche also begins to carry out the occupation plan of the next city.

Chaoyang, as a person around him, is naturally busy.

After half a month's busyness, he personally fought with several generals and soldiers to take down a small town that Xiyu had plundered.

Although it was a very small place, they took the cities of the Jin and Yuan Dynasties from Xiyu little by little, so it was a great encouragement to their army.

Seven days later, Fengche came back and praised several of their generals in person, and began to plan the next step. After this, the only time I saw with Luo Xiao was more than two months in March.

It was cold in the north. He came back with a heavy snow, which made it very cold.

Especially after a few days is the new year, although the camp can not completely relax, but a small celebration is always OK. So the atmosphere of the barracks these days is particularly good.

Chaoyang came to Luoxiao camp tent, just saw her and maidservant talking and laughing from afar.

She was wearing a warm yellow dress and a snow-white fox fur cloak. Her whole face was immersed in soft hair, which made her eyes especially watery.

She saw the morning sun at a glance, and the smile at the corner of her mouth froze for a moment, even her steps stopped.

The servant girl saw Chaoyang and immediately pushed her own princess. She said softly, "princess, the person you miss so much has come back. Don't you go there?"

Luo smile face a heat, immediately broke her a mouthful, this just walked toward Qin Chaoyang past, and the servant girl immediately turned away, back to his camp.

As she stood there, she didn't know what to say for a moment. Her fingers were holding the cuff, and almost all the plum blossom embroidery on it was torn off by her.

Chaoyang looked at her for a moment, and then he said, "I heard that you went hunting yesterday, and you came back hunting a wild goose, which makes your father very happy?"

Luo smile a Zheng, immediately pursed tight mouth, but is difficult to suppress the color of joy.

He has been away for more than half a month, but he can know her recent situation at the first time. Does it mean that he has taken care of himself?

"We have a saying in Beiluo that it's a good omen to hunt wild geese, so my father is very high minded."

Chaoyang nodded and had nothing to say for a moment. At this time, he saw Delio smile and raised his head. He said cautiously, "I heard the Third Prince of Phoenix say that you have won the battle. Congratulations!"

Chaoyang light open mouth: "just a small victory." After a pause, he said, "do you have time now? I'll take you to a place

It's getting late now, and it's going to be dark soon. Luo Xiao hesitated for a moment and clenched his lips: "then wait a moment, I'll change my clothes."

"Good."

When she came out again, she had changed into a simple dress, a lake blue Hibiscus dress, wrapped in a fox fur coat, but she was fresh and refined.