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Chapter Two Hundred and One

(Binghua Moran's mobile phone was lost yesterday. I counted the loss of "The Controller of Space Talisman" to Chapter 316, as well as the first few chapters of the next book, and the content of the next book.

In a sense, it is a sequel to "The Controller of Space Talisman". Of course, the world view is completely different from this book. The story is a current practice and takes place on the earth, but some settings will be used)

"Do you want me to take off your mask for you? Or should you take off the mask automatically? Humph?" Bai Xiang Bingyin smiled deeply: "You have been so carefree for so long, it's time to come back to work.

Well, right? Old Bai Du, who has a fake death file, shouldn't you come back to work for me soon?"

"Is he Bai Du?" Bai Moxiao asked, "How is this possible? Isn't it already buried in the soil? So who is the one in the coffin?"

"Siegeman." Bai Xiangbing said without hesitation: "There is a siegeman in that coffin. Bai Du, I will give you another chance. Or take off your mask and explain the content of the matter clearly, or I will help you.

You pick it, beat it and help you pick it. Don't worry, you will never have any memory at all."

When a person's head is hit, it is said that he will temporarily lose some of his memory. Otherwise, why do film and television works and comics say that you will lose your memory? It's a brutal blow?

"Pick it, who is afraid of who?" Bai Du stretched out his dry hand, put one hand on the mask, and the other hand untied the rope behind the mask. As the mask slipped down, one piece had a very good line.

The deep scarred old face appeared in front of everyone and said to Bai Mo Xiao: "Great Elder, it's been a long time since we saw you."

In Qudu, there are four places that are nicknamed "official districts" by the people. They are all the residences of civil and military officials who attend court every day. According to their type, they are divided into four parts, in the "official districts"

The houses are all distributed by the court according to the position of officials and family conditions.

"What, are you telling the truth?" A military officer named Wang Dehai couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows when he heard the servant in front of him. With a thud, he fell on the rosewood chair in distractedness. As a result, he was unstable.

After a while, he turned from being indifferent to being mourned. After a while, he immediately stood up, picked up the cup on the table, threw it to the ground with one hand, and snapped it,

This cup, which is worth half a year for an ordinary family, was directly smashed into pieces, and the tea inside splashed on the servant's pants.

"Go!" Wang Dehai's hand shook outside the door: "Get out! Get out of here!"

As soon as the servant left his back foot, Wang Dehai's wife Zhu Yan walked into the study: "Honey, what happened, making you so angry?" Looking at Wang Dehai's face was very bad, Zhu thought of the life-and-death matter again.

I couldn't help but understand the matter.

"Master, don't worry, the Southern League is just a mob, so why should I be so upset with the master?" A concubine walked to Wang Dehai and fell directly on Wang Dehai.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yan looked at the concubine's actions and walked over quickly, pulled the concubine up, and slapped her in the face: "My husband is thinking about what to do now

Explain this matter to the emperor, what are you doing here for these shameless things!"

The slap was so loud that it was very dissatisfied with this concubine who had been doing something bad soon after the door was over. It felt so comfortable when I took the palm, and I felt extremely relieved.

Bang-

Just after that slap, the concubine immediately knelt down, and Zhu Yan was still secretly yelling in her heart. At this moment, Wang Dehai slapped Zhu Yan twice: "Don't be rude! Don't think

If your wife is you, you can be unscrupulous. This is not your Zhu family but your Wang family! You are not the eldest lady of the Zhu family here, but just my Wang Dehai's woman!"

Immediately, he gently stroked the crying concubine Lihua Huayu: "Laiyin, does it hurt?"

Laiyin is the name of this concubine. Laiyin broke free from Wang Dehai's arms, with a little bit of self-blame, and actually said coquettishly: "The master doesn't like others to disturb you, I don't know, I disturb you.

, the elder sister was right. I should slap this, so I don’t have to vent my anger for me.”

"I'll go back first."

Just as Lai Yin was about to leave, Wang Dehai grabbed Lai Yin with one hand and shouted to the servant outside the door: "Come on, grind ink!" Then he said to Lai Yin: "Stop crying, I'll help you

Support." After saying that, he glared at Zhu Yan fiercely.

Lai Yin smiled at Zhu Yan's secret sarcasm. Then he buried his face in Wang Dehai's arms, and drew circles on his chest with his fingers.

After the servant polished the ink, Wang Dehai immediately picked up the wolf hair pen and quickly wrote down such a contract on the paper.

Zhu Yan, a husband, Wang Dehai, had no son because he was over forty years old, and he was jealous and disturbed his family. He was a moral rule for his wife. He was a distraction because of his excessive words and confusion, so he made this divorce letter to rest.

, from then on, they will get married and never have any disputes. I am afraid that there will be no guarantee in the future, so I voluntarily make this article a copy.

Covenant: Wang Dehai

July 23, 17th year of Hongzhen

Under Zhu Yan's incredible eyes and Lai Yin's secretly complacent gaze, Wang Dehai wrote such a divorce book under his sway.

"Hold it!"

Wang Dehai threw the divorce letter directly in front of Zhu Yan: "This divorce letter is for you. Take your divorce letter for me. Just get out as far as I can. I don't want to see you again!"

"roll!"

I did like her before, but after meeting a beautiful Laiyin who was more beautiful than her, I gradually became disgusted with her.

Under Lai Yin's proud gaze, Zhu Yan felt that this black-and-white divorce letter was so heavy, more than a thousand pounds, heavier than what she had raised before. Zhu Yan smiled desperately and sour tears came from

The seven outflows of divorce from wives since ancient times (seven standards) are: one is childlessness, two is lust, three is disobedience, four is excessive words, five is theft, six is ​​jealousy, and seven is evil disease.

.

Among the seven outbreaks, this divorce letter pointed out three things, and they were all nonsense.

The opposite of the seven directions is that the three do not go, namely, one is to have something to take but have no place to go, two is to have another three years of mourning, and three is to have poor poverty and wealth after being rich and noble.

Among the three things, Zhu Yan had nothing to do with it.

"All lie!" Zhu Yan shouted: "All lie about vows and all frailties are fake, they are all lie!"

"Wang Dehai, you unfaithful man, if my father hadn't helped you, would you have done this?"

When Wang Dehai saw Zhu Yan who suddenly made a big fuss, he also felt a little regretful. After all, if it weren't for Zhu Yan's father Zhu Yuzhu, he wouldn't have been such a high official now.

Lai Yin looked at Wang Dehai who was a little soft-hearted and couldn't help but curse in his heart, and then immediately shouted: "What a brave Zhu Yan, you have not had a baby in the years you married into the Wang family, and you have made so many mistakes. The master still

Raising you has already paid off your father’s kindness to the master!”

"If Laiyin hadn't been pregnant, I would have wished I could have swept you out with my own hands!" Laiyin squatted down suddenly, covered her stomach and said, "Master, my stomach suddenly hurts so much, oh!"

"What's wrong with you Laiyin?" Wang Dehai asked.

"It seems that it's fertile breathing, oh." Lai Yin also pounced on Wang Dehai and said coquettishly.

Speaking of this, Wang Dehai couldn't help but feel happy, and immediately input a soft spiritual energy into Lai Yin's body, and his face became more and more happy.

"Lai Yin, since you are pregnant, why do you still walk around casually? Be careful next time and don't get angry," he shouted to the servant outside the door: "Come on, move one the best one

Come on the good chair!”

Zhu Yan has never been able to get pregnant, which is the main reason why he took a concubine. What's more, his favorite concubine is pregnant with his flesh and blood, so he can't add to Laiyin's love. The more he likes Laiyin,

The more I hate Zhu Yan.

Looking at Zhu Yan gritting his teeth, Lai Yin couldn't help but smile proudly, sat on the chair very carefully, and looked at Zhu Yan from a high place.

"Okay, I'll go," Zhu Yan wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, stared at Lai Yin, who was in a high position, gritted her teeth, and walked out. The tears on her face were blown down by the wind, and with a tick, it splashed on the ground.

A tear.

"Wang Dehai, since you are ruthless, don't blame me. In three days, the deadline stipulated by the emperor's imperial edict is to be issued. If it is not completed, you are waiting to be dealt with by military law!"

"You just hold this person and her child for the rest of your life!"

Zhu Yan thought about this and took nothing away. She just held the divorce letter in her arms and dragged her heavy steps to leave the mansion that she would never want to come back in her life.


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