Chapter 829: Yang Chen's answer

Chapter 829: Yang Chen's Answer
"The day after tomorrow will be a good day, when the time comes, you two will get married!" The old palace master's words suddenly sounded in this house, like a thunderbolt on the blue sky, which instantly exploded in Yang Chen's mind, buzzing.
"marriage?"
Yang Chen's expression changed, and he couldn't help saying: "You...Old Palace Master, isn't this matter too sloppy?"
He is still carrying hatred on him, and there are still many things he has not done. How can he marry Ling Yuyao? Even if they are married, it will only drag Ling Yuyao down and increase the burden on the other party!
"This……"
Ling Yuyao lowered her head, her eyes showed a little bit of shyness, a red glow flew on her white face, and she whispered: "Old Palace Master, this matter...is it too sloppy?"
"Ok?"
Seeing Ling Yuyao's shy appearance, the old palace master couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter, girl, are you unwilling? If you don't want it, the old man won't match this marriage?"
"No! I will!"
Hearing this, Ling Yuyao became anxious and said quickly: "Old Palace Master, I am willing, but...just..."
Speaking of this, Ling Yuyao couldn't help but glanced at Yang Chen next to him, and said in a low voice: "It's just a big matter like getting married, do you need two people to nod? If I'm just wishful thinking, it's not too..."
Hearing this, the old palace master couldn't help laughing.
How can she not see Ling Yuyao's thoughts?
Just considering this, the old palace master's heart is also a little complicated: "This guy, what's the matter with him? He actually fascinated me and Yaoyao like this..."
The old palace lord shook his head and said, "Yang Chen, Yaoyao is willing to marry you. I ask you, would you like to marry Yaoyao?"
"I……"
Yang Chen opened his mouth, actually not knowing how to speak.
Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao's face was flushed on the side, and her heart thumped wildly, and her whole heart almost jumped out of her throat.
"I..." Seeing Ling Yuyao's nervousness, Yang Chen sighed in his heart. The original refusal word reached his lips, and he swallowed it back. He changed his mouth and said, "Old palace master, squad leader, this incident was too sudden. You let me think about it."
"consider?"
Ling Yuyao's face turned pale as soon as he said this.
There was a little bitterness in his eyes.
"Humph." The old palace lord raised his hand in anger, slapped the table directly, and shouted: "Yang Chen, you don't have to be an inch, what do you mean by this? I think the palace lord of Guanghan Palace is not good enough. You!"
boom!
The old palace master raised his hand and patted the table next to him directly. In an instant, the whole table was torn apart by her, and pieces of wood splashed.
Seeing this scene, Yang Chen couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "Old Palace Master, squad leader, I didn't mean that. I didn't think Ling Palace Master was worthy of me."
"Then why don't you agree?"
Ling Yuyao stood up, a layer of mist appeared in her eyes, and her aggrieved eyes were red: "Yang Chen, do you dislike me? Or do you think I am not worthy of you?"
"that's not what it means……"
Yang Chen sighed, and suddenly felt a little big head, and he also complained a bit in his heart. Why did the old palace master suddenly mention this kind of thing at this moment?
"Ugh!"
After a long sigh, Yang Chen said calmly: "Squad leader, it’s just that I think getting married is a major event in our life. We should all think about it. Give me some time. I don’t want it because of my current impulse. And make any regretful decision. This is not good for you or me."
Speaking of this, Yang Chen looked at the old palace master, with a little apologetic expression in his eyes.
He knew that he might have owed the old palace master in his entire life, but Ling Yuyao shouldn't let Ling Yuyao take care of the affairs between him and Xiaoxue. That would be too selfish!
"Old Palace Master!"
Yang Chen said in a deep voice: "There is a destiny between me and Palace Master Ling. If the fate comes, I will naturally marry her! But I don't want anything to persecute me. The most annoying thing in my life is other people. threaten me!"
"you……"
The old palace lord's face changed slightly.
The heart trembled.
A touch of bitterness came out of her eyes.
Yang Chen's face remained as usual, and continued: "Old Palace Master, I hope you will remember my words and don't do anything that persecutes me. That will only make me even more disgusted!"
"Yang Chen!"
Hearing this, Ling Yuyao instantly became angry.
She directly pulled out a soft sword beside her, pointed it at Yang Chen's throat, and said coldly: "Yang Chen, don't go too far! This matter has nothing to do with the old palace lord, don't anger the old palace lord!"
Ling Yuyao's words were filled with anger.
Yang Chen remained motionless, watching the soft sword helplessly, and stopped only half an inch from his throat.
"Squad leader."
Yang Chen sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I will consider what happened just now..."
"The Lord of the Palace doesn't care about your consideration!"
With tears in her eyes, Ling Yuyao gritted her teeth with anger, and the sword in her hand trembled slightly: "Yang Chen, who do you think you are? Why do people all over the world want to surround you?"
The old palace lord also sighed and said quietly: "Yang Chen, can you still not see Yaoyao's heart? You are saying this now, where did you put Yaoyao? Have you considered her? How do you feel?"
After hearing the words of the two of them, Yang Chen became more and more unhappy.
He raised his hand and held Ling Yuyao's sword.
The sharp blade cut through Yang Chen's skin, blood gushing along the wound, dripping to the ground.
"You..." Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao was startled, and quickly wanted to withdraw the sword. However, Yang Chen held the soft sword tightly, allowing blood to gush from the sword.
"Squad leader, I am sorry about today's matter. You give me one day to think about it, and I will give you an answer at this time tomorrow!"
After Yang Chen said these words, he gently released Ling Yuyao's soft sword, then turned and left.
Cang Dang!
Ling Yuyao's sword fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Two lines of clear tears fell from the corner of her eyes.
A sense of powerlessness flooded Ling Yuyao's heart deeply.
"Hey!" A sigh came from behind, the old palace master gently hugged Ling Yuyao's shoulder, and whispered: "Silly girl, why are you doing this? He's just that kind of person... He was decisive in matters, but when faced with feelings, he was hesitant and indecisive. Otherwise, he would not let so many women cry."
Ling Yuyao did not speak.
Just lying in the arms of the old palace master, crying in a low voice.
"Ugh!"
Feeling the person in his arms, the old palace lord sighed, and there were some tears in his eyes.
Yang Xingchen, Yang Xingchen.
This time, you owe another love debt.