Yun Xiu opened her mouth, and before hesitating, Jian Mucheng had already left the garden, leaving her alone to face the room with red candles...

The wide curtains of Ziyuan Pavilion were fluttering in the wind, and Jian Yao leaned in Jian Muchong's broad arms, listening to his surging heartbeat. All along, whenever he was in a bad mood, he only had to lean into this arms and everything would be relieved.

can all calm down.

Jian Mucheng leaned on the edge of the bed, and Jian Yao nestled in his arms like a cat. He turned his head and looked out the window at the deep blue sky, and the red stars in the dark night were so beautiful and charming.

"Leave the day after tomorrow!"

In the dark night, Jian Mucheng's voice was hoarse and sexy, but it struck Jian Yao's heart like thunder.

He put Jian Yao's hand on his chest. Jian Yao raised his head and looked at his side face. There was a warm vibration in his palm, but Jian Mucheng was cold and frightening. Jian Yao's eyes were especially looking forward to turning into

From indifference to despair, she finally dug her fingers deeply into his chest with all her might.

"Then let me die!"

The silence seemed to freeze the time and space in the room, and each other's eyes were locked in the air, as if a sharp sound had erupted. Jian Mucheng lowered his head and kissed Jian Yao's lips fiercely, biting them like vent, until the tip of his tongue sucked

Feeling the hot blood, Jian Yao slowly wrapped his arms around his waist, closed his eyes tightly, and suddenly smiled sadly.

She knew that tears could not melt away this man's ambition, and no amount of love could compare to the satisfaction of standing in the Tiandu Imperial Pavilion.

So his fingers slowly wrapped around the thick and rough palm, and he said slowly:

"Brother Mu Cheng, I will come back, wait for me... don't fall in love with anyone..."

His arms suddenly tightened, and Jian Yao was tightly embedded in Jian Mucheng's arms.

"I will definitely take you back!"

Jian Muchong's hoarse voice lingered in the girl's ears. Jian Yao's tears fell silently, but the corners of her mouth raised a stubborn arc. Her brother Mu Cheng was born for ambition, a foreign orphan from the dense forest of Chishan Mountain.

Now a general of the Dongyin Black Flag with great achievements, the seventeen-year-old Jian Mucheng has endured too many worldly vicissitudes, and he is his most powerful sword.

"Jian Yao, you understand me..."

"Yes! What you want is what Jian Yao wants, as long as I... can do it..."

On her wedding day, the wind blew down the flowers and leaves all over the city. Jian Yao's gold and jade hollow embroidered shoes stepped through the thick fallen red, leaving behind blossoming golden lotuses. A pair of young arms carried her into the wedding car, leaving a mark on the tip of her nose.

Light lingering fragrance.

Jian Yao married the Marquis of Nanyang, who was old enough to be her grandfather's fatuous king, and the one she was marrying was Jimo, the prince of Nanyang's protector Zhu Lu. It was widely said that the Marquis of Nanyang was debauched and immoral, but there were countless rare treasures in the country. The reason why Nanyang has

Today's stability depends on Zhu Lu's military strength to protect the country, so the King of Nanyang regards the prince as his own, and has benefited him countless times.

"careful!"

Her feet slipped, and Jian Yao couldn't hold up the complicated ornaments all over her body, so she fell into Jimo's arms. During the tug, Jian Yao fell to the ground, and a beautiful face wet with tears suddenly appeared in Jimo's eyes, and his heart ached fiercely.

For a moment, inexplicably, for this strange woman.

There was a commotion around, and someone whispered:

"What a sin!"

Jian Yao suddenly lowered her eyelids, then put on an indifferent expression for a moment. She bent down, picked up the red cover at her feet, turned around and walked to the car, and put the cover on herself expressionlessly.

"Prince, it's time to set off!"

The soft words came, and Jimo realized that he was absent-minded. He looked into the car through the red wedding curtain. He began to doubt whether that tearful face really existed. When he faced that indifferent and desperate face, everything changed.
Chapter completed!