----'If everything is too late, fate will inevitably end early'----
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"Wanyan Che, how long are you going to stop this tossing? Since Jun Ziyan said she is not Gu Xiyan, then she is not, what else do you want to do? If she were really your wife, would you deny it so categorically? As a husband, how could you?
You can't even take good care of your own wife, but you come to me to ask for someone else? Don't you think it's shameful and ridiculous?
Now you are openly rude to my distinguished guest in front of me, what do you think of me? Wanyan Che, you are so brave!" Su Shajue's eyes were full of sinisterness, and his whole body exuded a forceful feeling.
human breath.
"You..." Wanyanche was choked with anger and had nothing to say.
However, when she saw his hand caressing Xi Yan's back from time to time, she immediately retorted angrily: "Don't use your status as a prince to pressure me. You clearly know that I am looking for her, but now that I have found her, you refuse to let her go."
She is coming with me, so I want to ask you, what do you think of me? She is someone else's wife, and the prince takes away someone's wife like this, isn't he afraid of being laughed at?" Wanyan Che roared angrily, with a cold and solemn look emanating from his body.
of cold snap.
"He is a man, so he cannot be Gu Xiyan." Su Sha Juejun had a sulky face and replied coldly, speaking in a strong tone.
"Hmph, it's a joke. I'm her husband. No matter how she dresses up, she can't hide it from my eyes. Even if she turns into ashes, I can still see through it. It's just a woman disguised as a man. You really treat me like Wan Yan Che.
Are you a fool?" Wanyanche despised the cold words, and his words were also harsh and harsh.
"Ugh--"
An untimely sound of vomiting was caught between the two men who were in a hot water, causing them to suddenly come to their senses.
"Xi Yan!"
"Ziyan!"
They shouted in unison again, only to be met with even more violent retching from the other party.
Seeing her in such pain, Wanyan Che's heart felt like a knife piercing her heart. He wished he could hold her in his hands to caress and comfort her, and his guilt surged like a spring.
Su Shajue's eyes narrowed with sullen expression. Just now he was only focused on fighting with Wanyan Che, but he had tormented her to a great extent.
After watching Yan Che's unsatisfactory behavior, he vowed not to give up. He suddenly sighed and said: "Che, why bother? Since he said it's not you, why force him? If you can trust this king's character, come to Yufengxuan to get together in the evening.
, I can give you a space to be alone. Remember, don’t push people too hard, as this will often be counterproductive."
"If anything is too late, fate will inevitably end early." Why does he always like to act arbitrarily and domineeringly according to his temper, but does not think about the other person's feelings? Isn't the lesson enough for him to understand?
Hearing this, Wanyan Che's originally angry and angry face suddenly froze, and he suddenly hesitated. He was not sure whether Su Shajue really didn't know that she was Gu Xiyan, or whether he already knew and was just acting as a go-between to persuade her to make peace.
Hope Xiyan hates herself even more?
Suddenly, Wanyan Che suddenly understood, bowed his head and said: "Okay, because of our years of brotherhood, I believe you, I will go to Yufengxuan in the evening!"
Anyway, since Xiyan didn't want to acknowledge her, he was still angry. Since he knew where she was, he could just go over there in the evening and give her some persuasion.
He glanced at Jun Ziyan who was vomiting while he was caressing his back. His eyes were full of jealousy and he awkwardly said, "You - take good care of her for me."
Hearing this, a hint of complexity flashed through his eyes, and he nodded slightly.
Wanyan Che glanced at Jun Ziyan reluctantly, then used Qing Kung Fu to sit on the horse, glanced at him reluctantly, and then drove away.
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After half a cup of tea, the color slowly returned to Jun Ziyan's pale face. He wiped the corners of his mouth by the stream. There was no trace of the image of someone who had just vomited in embarrassment. He held the water and wiped his mouth gracefully and calmly, as if nothing had happened.
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In the distance, Su Shajue led the white horse left behind by the bursting carriage and walked towards Jun Ziyan. He was dressed in Xuanhua clothes and moved at the wind. He looked even more extraordinary when walking with the snow-white horse, as if he was retreating into the mountains.