---If you want to starve her to death, there's no way! At worst, they'll break up, huh!---
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The cold moon hangs high in the sky, and the cold air flows like silver from the sky.
In the wilderness, the nighthawks are chirping, and there is a sense of anxiety and restlessness in the eerie silence.
In the dilapidated house, amidst a pile of messy weeds, residual bamboo and waste wood were piled up on the ground to light a fire. The dim firelight illuminated the whole room of the dilapidated house brightly and softly.
There is a bamboo fence on the left and right wooden branches on both sides of the fire, crossing a hare. The rabbit meat has been roasted until it is crispy and fragrant, making people wet it.
‘Gu--’ Jun Ziyan, who had been unconscious for a long time on the ground, made an empty city plan and was already 70% to 80% conscious.
Jun Ziyan subconsciously licked her red lips, frowned, her mouth was extremely dry, and her throat was hoarse and painful. She felt the firelight reflected on her body, with a burning sensation like a knife scraping her throat or strong liquor piercing her intestines. The feeling made her feel unwell and restless.
From yesterday to now, she has not been touched by any water, nor has any particles of fire entered her body, and coupled with the attack of the 'Silver Snake', she cannot even use half of her strength at this time.
There are many silhouettes in my mind, and the silhouettes of the ancient times reappeared one after another, and my heart felt dry.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly changed from a lawyer to his wife Gu Xiyan. Looking back to this day, Jun Ziyan still feels that she is in a different place. For the sake of the deceased Gu Xiyan, she was so angry that she divorced her husband. , in order to escape from the general's palace, she used a clever trick to win a one-year appointment with Su Xuanhan, and finally met Su Shajue;
After disguising himself as a man, he also acted out of righteous indignation arising from boredom and went to Tianyin Mansion to solve lawsuits for the people;
He was secretly attacked in Yufengxuan and was rescued by Su Shajue. Now he and Su Shajue are committed to each other and have a private life, as if they have their own arrangement.
It's just that--she was more helpless than laughable about this kind of situation.
Scenes of silhouettes appeared, and when she thought of Su Shajue's father and son, Junziyan's irritated mood eased a lot. She believed that Su Shajue must not be much better off than herself at this moment. When she thought of the injury on that man's face, her heart The dryness is even worse.
Looking around, Jun Ziyan was once again in an even more ridiculous situation than the sneak attack. Jun Ziyan felt his chest was tight and his heart was more irritated. Couldn't she, Jun Ziyan, just live quietly for a few days? Her eyes were gloomy and she looked at it. The tattered wooden eaves above his head sighed deeply. He has been entangled with that bastard man Wan Yanche and blindly revenged by that stupid woman Ding Qianrong these days. When will the end come to an end after all this tossing!
She's had enough, she's had enough - -
She didn't want to stay in this place more and more. If she could, she really hoped that everything here was just a dream, just a joke made by God for her.
His eyes wandered to the crispy rabbit meat that was roasted on the wooden rack. Junziyan was even more excited about the plan of having an empty stomach, and his eyes were filled with resentment.
He struggled to prop up his upper body, but his elbow slipped and he fell down again. A feeling of dizziness came over him. Jun Ziyan slapped the ground angrily, feeling even more useless.
Damn, bad luck! Once you come to this damn place, anything can happen to you. It’s really embarrassing.
"Madam, I promise not to hurt you even a hair in front of Prince Su, but if you continue to toss like this, you can't rely on Wuming to die." A cold voice sounded from outside the door, and Junziyan's face changed. Stiff, he closed his eyes and looked outside.
Under the dim light of the fire, the white phantom outside the dilapidated house is like a lonely soul, with a full head of black hair and half a shawl. The night wind blows into the house, and the ink is slightly fluttering. He holds a broken bamboo tube in his hand. Under the mask, a pair of eyes are like wolves stinging in the forest. There are three points of Qi Zhe, three points of Senruo.
The silver instrument on his face flashed with a gleam of light, and the cold air was so chilling that it made people look at it so terrifying that they could not help but hold their breath in fear.
As soon as he saw the culprit, Jun Ziyan felt a surge of annoyance in his forehead, and he exerted force again without giving up. With the support of his uninjured left knee, he pushed his left elbow again, panting and sitting down.
Quan raised his eyes slightly and looked directly at the solitary and charming man in front of him, who was neither human nor ghost. His eyes could not tell whether he was annoyed or angry, resentful or angry. On his pale face, the brows were still frivolous and flamboyant.
For a moment, he was unconvinced and retorted: "What you said is really interesting. If you hadn't taken Zi Yan captive to this place where birds don't lay eggs, Zi Yan would have been so unlucky to be bitten by a snake today? Now you should say it first The reasoning is clean. The so-called Tao also has Tao: It seems that you are not doing well in the world. You have neither moral justice nor morals, let alone morality. Zi Yan feels that what you are doing is worse than a rotten person in the market. Only when you go beyond that can you compare and compare.”
Hearing this, Tie Shan Wuming stepped forward, narrowed his eyes, and glared at the woman in front of him. Suddenly, his eyes moved, he placed the bamboo tube of stream water beside Jun Ziyan, and coldly snorted: "Sharp words, dying struggle, For the sake of you not being able to die, Wuming doesn't care about Madam, so I've troubled the general's wife to give in for the past two days. I hope Madam won't play tricks with Wuming and please be content with her. Otherwise, you'll be responsible for the consequences. Wuming misses Mrs. You don’t want to live a beautiful life before becoming a princess, right?” The last few words were sarcastic and slightly mocking.
Damn it, she couldn't die and she was actually called "a bitch" by others, and they even called her a frivolous person!
Jun Ziyan's face sank, he picked up the bamboo tube and drank for a while, feeling a stream of sweet spring water in his chest, refreshing and refreshing.
Stretching out his sleeves to wipe the water stains from the corner of his mouth, he said in dialect: "The mountains and rivers here are beautiful. Your Excellency has taken the trouble to bring Zi Yan here. How can Zi Yan refuse such kindness? However, Yan's eating, drinking and diarrhea these days have troubled Your Excellency." Take a lot of trouble."
Facing an alien like Jun Ziyan, I couldn't see her panic like an ordinary woman. I could only see the calmness shown in her sharp teeth. Tie Fan Wuming was more impatient than admiring her.
After snorting, he took out a knife from his waist, cut the legs of the rabbit meat into pieces, smiled jokingly at Junziyan, and then threw the rabbit meat away.
The rabbit meat was thrown to the ground and rolled around until it became stained with grass and sand, making it dirty and dirty.
"You..." Junzi Yanquan opened his eyes and gritted his teeth. He didn't expect him to be so bad.
"I hate it when women think too highly of themselves." Iron Fan Wuming grinned, taking in all her anger, dismissing her, and succeeding with his stinging eyes.
Hearing this, the nameless fire in Jun Ziyan's body turned into an act of revenge. He was very close to the fire camp, and he kicked his foot decisively. The wooden frame immediately collapsed, and the rabbit meat that was originally skewered on the bamboo fence rolled on the fire. It is instantly covered with smoke and charcoal, and cannot be eaten.
"You - -" Tie Shan Wuming roared angrily. Unexpectedly, this woman was like this. Her dormant breath gradually disappeared, and the cold air was overwhelming. Her anger was clear.
For an instant, the shabby house felt as if a cold current had been poured into it, making it extremely depressing.
However, Jun Ziyan smiled sullenly. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes were sharp, and he smiled proudly and elegantly: "I hate men who don't respect women!"
After venting his anger like this, the depression in Jun Ziyan's heart suddenly disappeared in surprise, and his stained face even smiled like a spring breeze.
If you want to starve her to death, there is no way! At worst, they will break up together, huh!