---"Damn, what kind of bastard is so wicked that he won't let anyone sleep with him?" ---
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Qian Zhuzhong had just let go of his worries. When he saw the handsome and domineering face of General Wanyan, his legs were weak and he knelt down. Fortunately, it was only with the help of Mr. Xing that he could save his slight official image.
When the third-grade Xingzhang officer saw the second-grade general, he bowed with official courtesy and said: "I have seen the general in my humble position. I wonder what the general is doing in coming to Tianyin Mansion in such a hurry?" When he thought of Miss Sun, who had just been mentioned earlier, he immediately reported this.
: "If you are looking for Miss Sun, she has just been sent back to the General's Mansion by Prince Su's Guard Duan."
Turning a deaf ear to Master Qian's words, Wanyan Che only focused on himself and scanned the court hall. When he saw that there were only a few people from the Tianyin Mansion left in the inner hall, and no one else, his eagle eyes narrowed and asked: "Where is that Junzi Yan? Where is he?
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Huh? Qian Zhuzhong was stunned on the spot, and looked at each other with incomprehensible expressions on his face.
"Are you mute? I'm asking you, where is the gentleman's spokesperson? I want to see him, the general." Wanyanche shouted impatiently, which resounded throughout the court, louder than the clap of the gavel that Mr. Qian often used to shake the hall.
It's a bit harsh and frightening.
Mr. Qian was stunned for a moment after being yelled at. He blinked a few times with his fierce and powerful gaze, and his brain was completely at a standstill. After being yelled at, he became more awake. He said with a trembling voice: "Jun, Advocate Jun and Prince Su just left not long ago.
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"What, you left with Prince Su?" Wanyan Che was startled, then pursed his lips and said, "Where are you going?"
Mr. Xing Si didn't dare to complain, so he replied: "Go to the lake at Shiliting in the city. That is the scene of the crime. Prince Su -"
Before the Chief of Punishers could finish his jabbering, the majestic figure of the general had turned around and left in an awe-inspiring manner, leaving everyone with a cold figure that looked very decisive, yet very intimidating and domineering.
As the general left, the domineering aura drifted away in the wind and faded away. The courtroom once again returned to its usual solemn state, but it was already in a state of ruin.
As soon as the general's figure disappeared, Mr. Qian's legs were paralyzed. Under the neurasthenia and double pressure, his vision went dark, his blood pressure increased, and he fainted tragically.
The Tianyin Mansion was once again thrown into chaos, and it was said that the scene was horrific.
The general jumped onto his horse with a graceful gesture, clamped his legs on the horse's back, and immediately sped off, leaving a cloud of dust behind him.
On the other side, in the carriage that had already left half a cup of tea, Su Shajue seemed to be in a very good mood, with a slight smile on his face. He was flipping through the books in his hands, his movements were elegant and noble, which was very eye-catching.
On the other hand, Jun Ziyan, who was sitting at the other end, felt a little bored. He yawned from time to time, opened the horse curtain and looked at the scenery outside, with a lazy smile. He felt that this kind of weather was most suitable for drinking tea, listening to music, or
Take a nap and play chess with Duke Zhou.
However, she still did as she was told, ignoring others and leaning against the solid wall of the car, closing her eyes tightly, her brows relaxed, and her face looking at ease and contentment.
When Su Shajue raised his eyes and glanced briefly, he saw Jun Ziyan's image, his lonely and deep eyes suddenly trembled, and a complicated expression flashed through.
I saw the scorching sun shining through the horse curtains, casting a warm aura on Jun Ziyan's blue shirt. He was elegant and refined, his face resting peacefully was like porcelain, silver was like a plate, and his hair was dyed like raven silk.
The silk threads flowed along, occasionally touching his elegant and moist face, and being stuck in his slightly open honey-colored lips.
Such a peaceful and charming sleeping face became an unintentional provocation in Su Shajue's eyes, making his heart startle and beat wildly.
Realizing that he had lost his composure, Su Shajue quickly picked up the book in his hand and continued to read, forcing himself to remain calm. However, the slight peach dizziness on his face and the confused emotions in his brain had already betrayed him, and the calm inner lake was now like a
It was like being forcefully thrown into a sandstone, creating layers of ripples.
Suddenly, the horse neighed and the car suddenly stopped. Jun Ziyan, who was sleeping well, suddenly leaned forward. His eyes changed with a look of despair, and he immediately reached out to hold him up.
The man's chest suddenly felt heavy and his face froze. Jun Ziyan in his arms felt an inexplicable pain in his head while taking a nap. He immediately complained and cursed: "Damn, what kind of bastard is so wicked that he won't let anyone sleep."