---The sound of Sensheng's voice is as cold as frost, making her face look like it fell into an ice kiln---
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"General's Mansion?" Wanyan Che was stunned when he heard the words, and his eyes collided with Su Shen's fierce eyes, both of which were tacitly understood.
If you want to avoid being hunted by the elite soldiers of Prince Su's Palace, with the cunning of the 'Iron Fan Wuming', you will definitely hide in a place where the elite soldiers of Prince Su's Palace cannot and cannot hunt you when you are injured.
And that place was the General's Mansion and the Imperial Palace, both of which were convenient for him to hide.
Before Su Sha Jue could say anything, Wan Yan Che stood up and shouted to Duan Mu outside the door: "Guard Duan, don't worry about me, General. He immediately led the elite soldiers of Prince Su's Mansion to the General's Mansion. They must conduct a strict search inside and outside. General,
Arrive soon."
"Thank you, General Mu. Your Majesty, do you want to search the palace as well?" Duan Mu hesitated again.
Hearing this, Su Sha Jue and Wan Yan Che both had the same solemn expressions.
After a long while, Su Shajue's deep and deep eyes cast a glance at Jun Ziyan, who was resting on a jade pillow. He narrowed his eyes and said: "We will not neglect the strict investigation. We will take my jade sign and search in my name. Remember, no one is allowed to do so."
The holy driver is shocked and worried."
"Yes!" Duan shouted back with a bow and walked away coldly.
Wanyan Che tucked Jun Ziyan into a silk quilt and placed a kiss on her pale forehead. His eyes were full of affection and he raised his eagle eyebrows. His eyes turned from Jun Ziyan to Su Sha Jue and he awkwardly said, "Sha
Jue, I will go back to the General's Mansion right now, and Yan'er will ask you to take care of her first, and I will take her back to the Mansion later."
The last word had an obvious meaning. The man in front of him had posed a great threat to him, and he could not let Yan'er stay here any longer.
Su Shajue looked away at the scene just now, with a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes. When he heard Wanyan Che's words, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and he shouted with great disapproval: "No, Jun Ziyan cannot follow you back home.
, there is no place safer than Prince Su’s Mansion.”
"Su Sha Jue, do you want my general's wife to stay in your dormitory? Do you think this general will think it is safe?" Wanyan Che's eagle eyes narrowed, his tone was obviously filled with reproach and jealousy, and his eyes were fierce.
There was a flash of brilliance, and the meaning of provocation was quite clear.
From a sibling standpoint, he wanted to believe it, but he couldn't pass his own test, because when their relationship as a couple was in danger, he couldn't let any man take advantage of it, because the man in front of him was more interested in him.
The threatening Su Sha Jue cannot be taken lightly.
"You!" Su Sha Jue choked for a moment, then looked directly at Wan Yan Che and said coldly: "Wan Yan Che, don't judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Zi Yan is now stuck with the 'Three Tombs Needle' in his body and cannot move.
, and the medicine needs to be changed every day. Do you think it will be beneficial to her to be in the General's Mansion?"
Su Shajue's tone was uncompromising, but more in his heart was that he didn't want and didn't want Jun Ziyan to disappear within his protection, otherwise he would be frightened.
"Sanling Needle?" Wanyanche's face suddenly changed as soon as he heard these three words.
Seeing that he was moved, Su Shajue handed the drizzle blade he had just taken out from the screen table to Wanyan Che, and said Shen: "The Sanling Needle is an original creation of 'Iron Fan Wuming'. It looks different from ordinary needles."
It's strange, but it's very soft, after all, it's very flexible. It's usually hidden between his teeth, and when he touches it with the tip of his tongue, when he exhales, three needles will shoot out at the same time. It's hard for ordinary people to avoid it, and it's hard to detect it."
"He is really despicable." Wanyanche clenched his fists with resentment. He would definitely see the blood of those who hurt her.
Su Shajue put away his strange emotions, brought the prepared medicine to Wanyan Che, restored his usual indifferent and cold expression, and said: "This is the 'Qing Ning Dan', which can make up for her lost blood energy as soon as possible. She
It's inconvenient to take medicine now, so you feed him and take it."
The words that sounded cold and indifferent were actually like thorns in his heart at the moment, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't bear it.
Wanyan Che took the medicine bowl he brought over, and the faint fragrance of plum blossom wine and medicine infiltrated. The aroma was strange and refreshing.
"I will stay away for now." Su Shajue turned around and walked out of the cabinet, running away like a panicked rabbit.
After Su Shajue's noble figure disappeared, the sound of the door being locked brought Wanyan Che back to his senses. He held the bowl and turned to look at Jun Ziyan with a complicated expression.
Su Shajue was indeed in love with her!
"Yan'er, the husband who hurts you will never be merciful, even if it's her." His eyes flickered, rough and stern, and he patted Zi Yan's eyebrows in distress, finally falling on her 17-year-old girl.
Touch the colored lips?br/
Suddenly, Wanyan Che filled the bowl and took in all the medicinal wine in the bowl. He lifted Jun Ziyan's chin with his right hand, leaned forward to seal it, and raised her neck with his left hand so that the medicine could be absorbed more effectively.
Slide in with the current.
The four lips were touching each other, the aroma of the medicinal wine was cool and refreshing, and the softness under the lips hit his body and mind like an electric current, making him tremble. This was the nectar she had longed for.
After all the medicine was taken into Jun Ziyan's belly, Wan Yanche's kiss was ready to sneak in, and his thick and powerful tongue rolled up her smoothness, plundering her intrusively, and carving his breath into it like a brand.
In the dream, Jun Ziyan felt as if someone was tightly suffocating her breath, her breathing was weak, her brows were furrowed, and the weight on her body made her even more dissatisfied.
Suddenly, a cold aroma of medicinal wine flowed through her body, and the burning pain in her chest that was still burning was gradually suppressed by the airflow, and her body and mind suddenly felt relaxed.
However, why did she still feel that it was difficult to breathe smoothly? She wanted to reach out and push it away, but found that she was unable to do anything. She could not move her whole body, as if she was paralyzed. In the end, Jun Ziyan could no longer resist the effects of the medicine and gradually fell into a dream.
A heavy breath came out against her lips. The desire in Wanyan Che's eyes was clearly bright, but she tried her best to restrain herself before it exploded. She held Jun Ziyan's face forbearingly, pressed her forehead against hers, and blew her hot breath on her face.
His thin lips were pressed against her red lips that were swollen and swollen due to his own invasion. He looked at her sleeping face with frowning eyebrows. He stretched out his thumb to flick her brows and declared: "Yan'er, you can't run away. Before, Che
How did I let you escape? Now I will try to get you back."
After another heavy kiss, Wanyanche stood up solemnly and reluctantly, and his majestic figure suddenly disappeared into the pavilion.
Until the door was locked tightly, Junzi Yan's eyes were closed, and his chest felt tight. In the dream, the man in black clothes looked at her with a sullen smile, his eyes helpless, which made her feel sour and distressed inexplicably.
Suddenly, the gap between his lips opened, and a thin word came out like a thread, as if it was a man's name.
The 'benzoin' from the nine-cauldron-hundred-hole furnace curls up beautifully and is breathtaking.
*
In the study, Su Shajue rummaged through the medicine book. After reading it a few times, he rubbed his sore eyes and leaned back on the muslin chair. He let out a shallow sigh, feeling helpless and sour.
"Your Majesty, the general has just come out of the Mering Pavilion and has already driven back to the general's residence." Manager Su bowed and spoke.
Hearing this, Su Shajue raised his hand, Su Guangshi understood and stepped back.
Su Shajue's eyes were as lonely as the cold pool, looking sideways and looking out, looking at the sky that was almost dawn, in a daze.
*
General's Mansion
Zuixi Pavilion
The cold wind blew by, and the maple leaves in the pavilion collided with each other, making a rustling sound mixed with the crowing of chickens.
Lying on the bed, Wanyan Yixi fell into a hazy sleep and was awakened by a strong smell of blood and a heavy stinging aura. She slowly opened her eyes.
Through the gauze of the screen, a blurry white figure suddenly came into view. Wanyan Yixi's eyes were frightened, and she was about to scream, but then, the white figure came like a strong wind.
He covered her face with cold and bleeding hands, and the lingering silver light on her face suddenly flashed, and he asked with piercing eyes: "Does Miss Sun want to die?"
The voice of Sen Sheng is as icy as frost, making her face fall into an ice kiln at night.