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Chapter Nineteen: Thinking about Livelihood

In the empty ancestral hall, the memorial tablets of ancestors of the Wanyan family were placed on the high sandalwood table. At night, it seemed even more inexplicably dead and cold and desolate.

Gu Xiyan worriedly wiped his sweat at the memorial tablets of the Wanyan family in front of him and said: "Elders of the Wanyan family, Xiyan kowtows to you first. Tonight, you will pass your way to the underworld, and I will pass mine.

The Yang people are alive, we don’t offend the river, so don’t come out to scare people.”

It was just one night, so it shouldn't be anything bad. Gu Xiyan looked at the tombstone in front of him cautiously, and his whole body suddenly became covered with hair. In the meager and dim candlelight, the candlelight swayed with the wind.

Confused, Gu Xiyan became even more confused.

In order to calm down her mind, she put aside her cluttered thoughts and planned how to get the stinky man to write a letter of divorce, and how she would make a living if the divorce was successful.

It seems that it is not that easy to become a lawyer. The only way is to make her wings stronger, so the most important thing is to be rich and powerful. It seems that her title as a general's wife is still somewhat

usefulness.

As long as you are rich and powerful, and can occupy a place in Ji Jin, you can truly feel free and not be bound by the so-called rules and regulations. Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it, so she, a gentleman, is determined to make a difference in Ji Jin.

sky.

A firm idea took root in her heart, her eyes flashed with a cold light that she was determined to win, and her beautiful face was as resolute as she had ever seen before.

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In the luxurious and noble "Liuyun Pavilion", the furnishings are elegant and noble. Inside the bright yellow gauze, the incense burner is burning with ambergris, and the faint scent of incense spreads throughout the bedroom.

In the bedroom, there are thin gauze curtains, and the shadows of candles flicker red!

On the soft couch, Ding Qianrong lay on Wanyan Che's body. She was extremely attached to this feeling of being cared for wholeheartedly. She said softly: "Husband, my sister has not even eaten a grain of rice yet. I am afraid that she will not be able to hold on."

Come down, why don't I go over with a bowl of porridge."

The soft and boneless catkin moved softly on the back of the man lying on top of her, and his voice was as soft and delicate as silk.

Wanyan Che's eyes were cold, and he turned a deaf ear to Ding Qianrong's words. His resolute and handsome face frowned. It was already the second watch, and she had just had a miscarriage. Now she was kneeling in the ancestral hall. The night was cold and dew heavy. Can she bear it?

Ding Qianrong saw his eyes slowing down, and the soft catkin that was caressing his chest reached out to hold his handsome face, and said considerately: "Husband, you still have time to regret it. My eldest sister just had a miscarriage and is very weak. Qianrong is also a little worried. You

It’s better to go over there.”

Hearing this, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, Qianrong was so considerate, why was she so vicious, thinking of her "scandal" and Ding Qianrong's good deeds.

Wanyan Che's handsome face suddenly became gloomy, he grabbed her hand and scolded: "Qianrong doesn't need to say much, she brought this on herself. If I don't teach her a lesson, she will never know how to restrain herself. Okay,

No need to say more, let’s take a rest!”

Ding Qianrong was silent and lay meekly in his arms, with a cold and mocking smile on her pretty face.


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