Knowing that she was protecting that girl, her heart was like soaking in an old vegetable jar, and her teeth were almost falling off.

"Let go, if you don't let go, I will tie you to Da Chu. You are also... a new widow, I'll let my father make the decision. Isn't the marriage undecided? You'd better take it."

He deliberately took the word "Xin Widow" very seriously, but his peach blossom eyes stared at Yuan Rong with gloomy eyes.

Pei Xiaoqing's heart trembled. The grief that had just been suppressed was as heavy rain as before, pouring on her, hitting her, making her feel as if she was frozen. She was stunned in place. Anyone who saw the sadness in her eyes could not help but feel sad.

Zi Sang was furious and pushed Ye Qianyu suddenly and said, "What are you talking nonsense?"

Ye Qianyu then realized what she said. The anger in her arms suddenly turned into helplessness and shame. Her heart was like a piece of glutinous rice dumpling that could not be dissolved. She couldn't swallow it, but she couldn't spit it out. She was heartbroken for her and wanted to slap her a few times. I just remembered that I was angry just now, and I was really speechless.

When he was stunned again, his arm suddenly felt a numbness, and then the numbness and pain came towards him in a dense manner, slowly spreading from his arm to his chest. In just a few seconds, he was like a wax figure, unable to move or speak.

His guards were always guarding him, and he didn't see what Yuan Rong did. Naturally, the master was made into a stone statue, and he couldn't help but pull out the sword, pointing directly at Yuan Rong.

But Jin Dafa, who had always been a passerby, and many of the guys and guests in the hall got the same Qiushui sword from somewhere. They surrounded Yuan Rong, but pointed at Ye Qianyu's guards at the tip of the sword. Originally, there were no two big men fighting like children, and it almost caused a group of fights.

Zisang pulled Pei Xiaoqing, "What should I do? It's going to fight."

Pei Xiaoqing looked at Fatty Jin in shock. She wondered why a person with a very high tonnage like him had to use such a beautiful and charming sword as a weapon. No matter how you look at it, she looks like a fat pig holding a toothpick.

Well, this is not the point. The point is that Feng Mingxuan is obviously a restaurant, so when will the guy here become a thug?

Well, this is not the point. The point is what is the relationship between Fatty Jin and Yuan Rong? He is so smart that he is willing to offend Ye Qianyu for Yuan Rong, who is very difficult to mess with?

Well, this is not the point. The point is that if you don’t stop it, Feng Mingxuan will become a Shura field. The two parties who are fighting are people who care about her. No matter how sad or sad she is, she cannot really make this group fight.

She and Yuanrong were still not familiar with that, so let's persuade Ye Qianyu first. As soon as he pulled the man's sleeve, his tall and tall body pressed straight towards her.

Pei Xiaoqing thought he was joking again, so she stretched out her arms to press against him and said, "What are you nervous about? She is so mean and uses a knife to scare people. She won't let your people put away all the knife!"

Zisang saw something wrong with Ye Qianyu and whispered in Pei Xiaoqing's ear: "The Fifth Prince is so strange..."

No wonder she scolded her sharp teeth and didn't get sarcastic. It was indeed very wrong. She raised her hand and touched his clean and beautiful forehead. Oh, it was so icy.

Poisoned!
Chapter completed!