--- Duan Mujun, who was guarding outside, frowned, what trick did she want to do--
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General's Mansion
In the stone pavilion of Lanxi Garden
Falling orchids are like snow, moonlight is like silver, and you can enjoy the youthful beauty in a room alone!
The man was wearing a dark-colored collared jacket and looked cold and solemn. His handsome face, with a pure wheat color, had turned as red as red under the influence of wine.
With his eyes blurred and charming, he poured one glass after another of the old wine in his hand, without hesitation, into his throat, and before he knew it, he had passed a hundred glasses.
From the time he returned to Prince Su's palace, from noon to nightfall, he has been accompanied by the old wine in his hand, cup after cup, savoring the spicy and bitter taste. The wine makes him sad and makes him even more sad. However, at this time, he can only rely on wine to numb him.
My worries, however, are in vain.
The sarcastic voice lingering in my ears was Junziyan's: "I don't know what kind of person Su Shajue is, but he saved me."
"Even if he wants me to marry him now, as long as I, Junziyan, am willing, you can't stop him, because you no longer have the ability and power to stop the person who was abandoned by you in advance."
"Gu Xiyan is dead, can she still come back after you have done so much?"
"If there was a medicine for regret in the world, there wouldn't be so many 'beautiful girls but unlucky people', unlucky and selfish. These eight words describe people like you."
"If there was a medicine for regret in the world, there wouldn't be so many 'beautiful girls but poor lives', unlucky and selfish, these eight words describe people like you."
Jun Ziyan's voice echoed in his mind over and over again. Wanyanche's eyes were cold, he covered his ears with his hands and shouted: "Ah - stop talking, stop talking, stop talking!"
He stood up and waved his hand wildly, and his body suddenly fell weightless on the stone table.
Several bottles of celadon pots and white jade cups on the stone table had become broken bowls and rotten porcelain. The sharp sound broke the suffocating silence of Lanxi Garden, like a broken pine tree bursting open.
Dozens of celadon pots and white jade cups were scattered on the ground. The aroma of wine was flowing, and the aroma of intoxication was strong, but it could not intoxicate his body and mind.
At this time, the man's body, as tall as a mountain, was as thin as a feather in the past. His bright red face was slightly stained with tears, and he was vomiting like his heart. He was still gasping for breath, and he was like broken porcelain on the ground in a broken kiln.
The red eagle eyes looked at the orchid forest over there, and murmured feebly to himself: "The peach blossoms are shining brightly, and the son has returned, and it is suitable for his family. Yan'er, why are you so cruel? Before I did something wrong,
You didn’t give me a hand, and you didn’t give me a chance to atone when I made a mistake. Why, am I so unworthy of your forgiveness?”
His groggy mind felt like the world was spinning upside down, and there was no moment of peace. However, he knew clearly that he was not drunk. He was still thinking about her, the woman who divorced him.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and her face was as clear as the fragrance of a dream.
I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly, a touch of elegant fragrance hit my nose.
Wanyan Che's body and mind were shaken, and he opened his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be an elegant and beautiful shadow flashing in the distance.
In an instant, the man's handsome appearance changed. He stood up and followed the familiar elegant fragrance, his handsome face flushed with a smile.
He took a few steps crookedly, and immediately fell to the ground in embarrassment. The man shook his head slightly, trying to shake off the dizziness. His eyes were fixed on the beautiful figure in the orchid forest, and his hand reached out to the beautiful figure in front of him.
, smiled and murmured: "Yan'er, Yan'er, you are finally willing to go back home, that's great."
In the distance, the beautiful figure with clear eyebrows and soft voice said to the man in the distance: "Chelang, did you really plant this orchid for me? It's so beautiful!"
On the ground, Wanyanche trembled physically and mentally. Before he could answer, he heard a man's deep voice in his ear.
"Of course, I planted these for Yan'er. Every orchid blooming here today is my love for Yan'er. I will never give up until death." The man's handsome features were full of tenderness.
On the ground, Wanyan Che smiled slightly and looked at the beautiful couple embracing each other in the orchid forest in the distance.
Suddenly, the scene changed. In the new house, the man married another concubine, and they were having sex next to each other, while in Lan Xiyuan, it was the beautiful woman who was alone in her empty boudoir.
The orchids are falling and the beauties are weeping. Whose heart is weeping secretly and no one hears it?
On the ground, Wanyan Che's eyes widened and he immediately stood up in panic. How could this happen?
"Yan'er, Yan'er!" Wanyan Che walked toward the empty lady in panic. However, everything around him suddenly came to nothing.
"How could this happen, how could this happen!" Wanyan Che wandered around in panic, like a lonely soul in the orchid forest.
The scene changed again. The man had a serious look on his face, holding a cup of red flowers in his hand, and stepped closer to the clear-faced woman who was lying on the floor.
The man's cold voice rose, cruel and ruthless: "Drink it!"
Wanyan Che's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately walked towards the man and shouted in pain: "No, no, no, that's your flesh and blood, the flesh and blood of you and Yan'er, no!"
Staggering at his feet, Wanyan Che fell to the ground with his whole body and mind, watching helplessly as the red flower in the man's hand was forcefully poured into the Qingyan woman's throat.
In an instant, Wanyan Che's pupils shrank, and all the blood in his body boiled with anger. Tears oozed from his eagle eyes, his blood red with sorrow, and he shouted angrily: "Ah - Zhu Sheng, Wanyan Che, you Zhu Sheng, that's what you and Yan
My son’s child, you don’t even let your child go, are you still a human being? Stop it, stop it.”
In an instant, blood filled the air, the snow clothes turned red, the beauty was enchanting, the beauty was heartbroken, and the couple lost love.
There was hatred in the man's eyes, and a cruel voice burst out: "Gu Xiyan, you brought this all on yourself. You let Qianrong's fetus be aborted, and I also want you to taste the pain of losing your flesh and blood. I will completely
Yan Che is not stupid enough to help others raise wild species."
Scene after scene of silhouettes reappeared, Wanyanche was heartbroken and wept with grief.
I covered my ears, not daring to hear or see. Tears of regret burst out wildly, and my voice roared like a weeping eagle. It was a kind of despair approaching the abyss and fearing no way out.
Everything here was a dream that haunted him physically and mentally. He could not get out or wake up. There was only one person crying, but it was still in vain.
The light fragrance is coming, the clouds are floating in front of my eyes, the woman has a clear face and a smile, and her voice is like a warm wind: "Che Lang, if there is a fate in the next life, Yan'er still wants to be your wife. The peach blossoms will burn brightly, and the son of Yan'er will be your wife."
When I return home, it’s a good place for my family!”
Wanyan Che suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and walked towards the clear-faced woman, shaking his head and crying: "Yan'er, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I don't want an afterlife, just this life, Yan'er, don't go, don't,
Don’t go!”
He lifted his feet again and fell steadily to the ground. The alcohol was rising. With his eyes slightly closed, the man still murmured: "Don't, don't go, don't go, Yan'er, Yan'er."
In the pavilion, Ding Qianrong's figure that was about to leave was shaken, and her sleeves were tightly grasped by the man lying on the stone table.
Looking back, the man's clenched eyes kept secreting tears, which instantly gnawed at Ding Qianrong's body and mind like thousands of ants.
After a long time, the woman stubbornly bit her lip and said, "Wanyan Che, you can't blame me. If you do, blame yourself for being so lustful and unable to withstand the temptation."
The red lips raised in a sad arc, the woman's watery eyes were filled with mist, she fiercely pulled out her gauze sleeves, and walked away sadly.
*
three days later
Prince Su's Mansion
"Wandering around the lake? What are you going to do?" Jun Ziyan smiled lightly, narrowed his eyes at Wanyan Yixi, who suddenly invited him out of the house, and asked, what on earth is this ghost girl planning?
"Uh - just go to the lake. Aren't you bored staying at home all day? Today, the weather is so nice, it's a good time to go to the lake." Wanyan Yixi replied with a flash of her eyes.
Jun Ziyan turned his head and looked outside. There was a scorching morning glow outside, which was fresh and refreshing. It was such a good weather to go out for a lake tour, which was not without elegance.
However, Jun Ziyan raised his eyebrows and squinted at the ghost girl in front of him, wondering why she seemed to smell an aura of conspiracy.
Duan Mujun, who was guarding outside, frowned, wondering what tricks she wanted to do.
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Well, Wanzi is cheering today! Everyone wants to give motors, but no reminder tickets are needed. Wanzi wipes his sweat! (Working overtime at night)