The moment Bei Tangshuo was pulled in, he still recalled Chu Yan's words just now: She wanted to kill someone...
Could it be him who is going to kill this person?
With the "bang" sound of the door, Bei Tangshuo was dragged into the house.
Wen Xining gave him a blank look, let go of his hand, clapped his hands lazily, and turned around and walked away.
"Hehe, madam..."
Seeing that she had no intention of killing him, Beitangshuo quickly followed with a smile on his face.
Since he was letting him in, everything would be easy. If it really doesn't work, I just threw myself into it...
Beitangshuo was thinking about his wishes, but Wen Xining sat down at the table with a cold face, raising his hand and wanted to get the teapot.
But before her hand touched, one hand had already taken the teapot before her.
"My wife, I'll pour you tea."
Bei Tangshuo smiled all over his face, poured a cup of tea considerately, then picked it up and blew it, and then carefully placed it in front of Wen Xining.
"Madam, drink it, be careful to burn it."
This flattery is so loud.
Wen Xining smiled secretly in her heart, but her face was still deserted. She didn't even look at him. She reached out to pick up the teacup and took a sip, and then she slowly said:
"Then tell me, how are you going to deal with this matter?"
Beitangshuo sat down opposite Wen Xining, and said with a straight look:
"It seems that Pei Min'er's loss of her body has become a fact. If she can find that man, then this matter will naturally be resolved."
"That's right."
Wen Xining nodded and then said thoughtfully:
"But this person is probably from the Taifu Mansion. Maybe Pei Min'er knows who it is, and even has been silenced by the Pei family. Then they took the opportunity to blame you, the sucker.
If this is true, then there is no evidence of death."
When Beitangshuo heard this, he was silent. This possibility does exist.
"Anyway, no matter what, I will never marry Pei Min'er. At worst, I can pretend to be stupid again."
Wen Xining looked up at him for a long time, then gave him a thumbs up and said:
"This method is really good."
Beitangshuo smiled and grabbed Wen Xining's hand.
"Madam, are you still angry with me?"
"What do you think?" Wen Xining glanced at him lightly and turned his head away.
"Madam, don't be angry."
The fool Beitangshuo's coquettishness has come out.
Beitang Shuo said as he stood up, turned to Wen Xining's back, and obediently pressed her shoulder,
"Madam, I know that I have caused you trouble these days. It's the Qiu'er incident again and the Pei Min'er incident again. I feel very sorry for Qiu'er's death, but you don't have to blame yourself. Then we
I will definitely avenge her and let her die with peace of mind. As for Pei Min'er, don't worry, I will find a way to deal with it. Isn't there a month left?"
Wen Xining closed her eyes with pleasure, her mouth curled slightly, and said quietly:
"Of course I'm not worried, you should take your time, because in a month, it's absolutely impossible for someone to be a bride."
Hearing Wen Xining's words, Beitangshuo suddenly woke up and smiled brightly.
"Yes, why did I forget it? The bride with rotten sores doesn't have the courage to get into the sedan chair."
I really didn't expect that the small punishment that her wife had on a whim would become the best shield.
It’s a year or two, even if it’s at least half a year, who knows what will happen in six months?
Thank you Mu Lifeng for this matter.
By the way, Mu Lifeng...
He almost forgot that he had to go to him to ask about the situation when he sent Pei Min'er back home, and perhaps he could detect something.
Thinking of this, Beitangshuo said to Wen Xining:
"Madam, you have a rest first. I'll go find Li Feng and ask him something."
After saying that, he was about to leave, but he heard Wen Xining say:
"Don't look for it now, he's not here."
Beitangshuo's body paused, his face full of confusion.
"How did you know."
Wen Xining didn't even look at Beitangshuo and said straight:
"I asked him to do something, and he probably hasn't come back yet."
"..." Beitangshuo blinked, his sourness subsided.
The relationship between these two people seems to be getting better and better, and they actually started doing secret things without hiding them.
Seeing that Bei Tangshuo stopped talking, Wen Xining turned her head and glanced at Bei Tangshuo with a depressed face, and said coldly:
"how?"
Is this guy jealous expression?
Beitangshuo pouted and recovered the fool Beitangshuo. He turned to Wen Xining and looked at her with a resentful look on his face.
"My wife doesn't tell you anything. And you said last time that you keep a distance from Li Feng..."
This taste is so sour.
Wen Xi listened quietly to his complaints, and straightened him for a long time, then a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her lips:
"Do you think you have the right to be jealous now?"
“…”
In one sentence, I will kill this jealous jar in seconds.
Beitangshuo lowered his head sadly. Yes, he is not qualified now because he just received an imperial edict to marry someone else.
*
On the martial arts training ground of the Taifu Mansion, Pei Luoqi practiced fist madly.
My body was sweating profusely, my fists were covered in blood and flesh. The wooden stakes, which were targets, had already been bright red, and blood dripped along the stakes on the ground and soaked in the mud.
But Pei Luoqi seemed to be unaware of it, and still punched the wooden stake with one punch.
In his red eyes, the wooden stake was Beitangshuo and himself.
He hated Beitangshuo.
I hate that he has a supreme position even if he doesn't have to do anything; I hate that he easily snatches away the woman he loves.
He hated himself even more.
I hate myself for being just an adopted son, no matter how hard I try, I cannot be recognized;
I hate myself for being so cowardly and afraid to express my feelings to the woman I like, but I still have to send her into someone else's arms.
She is obviously her own woman.
"Bang!"
Another punch was smashed down, and even the sound of bones shattering could be heard.
Pei Luoqi's face was already ferocious.
Beitangshuo, I will not let you have the fate to ascend the position of the crown prince, nor will I let you have the fate to marry Min'er.
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Keep yelling at the gold medal, it turns out that I don’t want to add more...