---"Listen to me, if Susha never treats you well, I, Wanyan Che, will definitely take you back one day."
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In the sleeping pavilion with ancient and luxurious furnishings, the soothing incense drifts from the 100-hole stove, calming the mind and refreshing the spleen.
Walking around the spruce screen, I heard a few coughs coming from the collapsed bed.
The old lady was suffering from illness, her silver hair on her temples was tied with clouds, and she was leaning on the bed. Her old hands held Jun Ziyan's hand tightly, and her usually sharp crescent eyes turned kind at this time, and she spoke gently: "Yan
Son, are you all fine? Ahem -" Even though she was standing in front of him now, thinking of her lying on the bed for three months still made her feel frightened.
"Taijun, please rest assured that Ziyan's body is fine. Taijun, you need to take good care of your body. On the day of the wedding, it won't be possible if my grandma is not present." The woman smiled slightly, her eyes full of eyes in front of her.
The respect of the elderly.
Junzi Yanya is sitting on the edge of the cave. She is dressed in a snow-white fox fur that makes her noble and elegant. She is tied with a crescent moon ribbon and a white jade hairpin is inserted sideways. Her face is slightly pale after recovering from a serious illness, and her eyebrows are filled with a cold and arrogant look that has never changed.
Uninhibited, her cut eyes are clear and penetrating, as free of impurities as spring water. Her face is light and her smile is as beautiful as a hibiscus orchid, with a hint of coolness, elegant and graceful, as indestructible as a white lotus on a snow-capped cliff.
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The old lady smiled and nodded happily, saying: "When people grow old, they have to suffer. Don't worry. Imperial Physician Yuwen said it is just an old problem of wind and cold. It will be fine once the weather warms up. People can't help being cold when they grow old.
However, for the sake of Yan'er's life-long event, my great-grandmother will definitely recover as soon as possible."
Crescent moon eyes wandered behind Jun Ziyan with kindness, and asked teasingly at Su Shajue, who was outstanding in appearance, noble and elegant in temperament: "Prince Su, you won't blame me for sending Yan'er away for a few days, right?"
The kind voice was full of ridicule, and a hint of deep meaning flashed through her sharp crescent eyes as she looked at the man.
The man behind Jun Ziyan is dressed in black brocade. His facial features are like jade carvings, his eyebrows are sparse and his eyes are as deep as a pool. His head is full of raven hair and tied up with a jade crown. He stands tall and tall, which makes him even more handsome and handsome.
Pure and elegant as a fairy.
Hearing this, Su Shajue's handsome face was embarrassed, and replied: "Taijun's words are serious. According to marriage customs, a woman should stay in her parents' home to wait for marriage. Taijun is wise, otherwise Ziyan will probably return to Wenzhou now. In the future, Taijun
Please call me by your first name, the honorific is just a title for outsiders, Taijun does not have to be like this." Quan Runhan's voice couldn't help but feel a little awkward and stiff at this time.
Hearing this, the old lady nodded with satisfaction: "Since we are a family, Jue'er should change his words." Crescent Eyes smiled lovingly, full of hidden meanings.
Hearing this, Su Sha Jue Tan's eyes were startled, he hesitated to speak, and looked at the old lady with confusion on his face.
Seeing him like this, Jun Ziyan pursed his lips and smiled, then frowned at Su Shajue who was confused and said, "Why are you so stupid? Why don't you call me grandma?"
With a soft and angry word, Su Shajue was like waking up from a dream. He immediately showed his face, stepped forward and bowed: "Thank you, Mrs. Grandma, for making me happy. Sha Jue will live up to the trust and will not let her suffer even half of the injustice."
"Okay, I, Xue Linhua, have written down what you said. If one day I hear the news that you are not good to Yan'er, even if Yan'er is in Peach Blossom Valley, I will order Che'er to bring her back to my house. You,
Have you remembered it?" The old lady's crescent eyes narrowed, and her sharp eyes flashed like a blade.
"Please rest assured, Grandma, I will never let you have this opportunity. In this life, Su Shajue will only cherish her and love her." Su Shajue and Jun Ziyan looked at each other, their eyes filled with affection and deep affection.
He declared solemnly.
The last cross was like a warm current flowing into his heart. Jun Ziyan's pale face was filled with red cherry blossoms. His eyes were filled with happiness and emotion. He turned to the old lady and said: "Grandma, don't worry, he and I will definitely be happy, no matter what.
No matter how difficult the situation is in the future, we will never give up and will never let you worry."
With these words, a hint of worry flashed through the old lady's crescent eyes, which disappeared quickly and undetectably. She smiled softly and said: "Okay, as long as it is your own choice, my grandmother will support you the most. Yan'er, you go first
Go out for a while, Grandma will give some harsh words to Jue'er alone."
"Okay! Let's talk." Junziyan nodded lightly, stood up from his seat elegantly, and Su Shajue playfully wrinkled his nose before leaving the dormitory.
Su Sha looked at the woman's leaving figure in despair, her eyes were full of ripples of happiness, which could not be dispersed for a long time, and waves of warmth in her heart spread throughout her body.
The old lady's crescent-shaped eyes flashed with deep meaning, and she looked at the two people on the wall with a look of half relief and half worry.
When there were only two people left, Su Sha Jue sat on the sandalwood chair and said straight to the point: "If you have anything to say, Grandma, please speak directly. Sha Jue is all ears."
He had felt from just now that the old lady seemed to be full of worries and wanted to express her loyalty. This was what made him most uneasy. His relationship with Ziyan was hard-earned, and he didn't want anything to go wrong at this time, even if it was
Neither can she.
Seeing this, the old lady's eyes were full of appreciation, and she said with genuine words: "Don't be nervous, I just think you should know this matter, so that you can be sure whether you can really live a life with Yan'er without regrets."
Su Sha Jue Jian frowned and flashed hostility: "What does Grandma want to say?"
The old lady coughed a few times, and after the stagnation in the chest subsided and the vomiting became gentle, a heavy look of worry filled her crescent eyes: "Yan'er may not be able to conceive a son and a half for your old family, so you don't care.
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In an instant, Su Shajue's expression suddenly changed, his body became stiff as if struck by lightning, his eyes were startled, his fists under Xuan Jin were clenched, and his brows were full of pain.
The old lady saw his expression in her eyes, her eyes flashed with anger and disappointment, her silver eyebrows raised slightly, and she sneered: "You mind, right?"
If that was really the case, then she couldn't let Yan'er marry her. The Wanyan family already owed her enough, and she couldn't see Yan'er being ridiculed and hurt again because of her banishment.
"No, I don't mind!" Su Shajue explained quickly, his words full of determination, his pale handsome face full of sadness, and said: "I know all this, Grandma, don't worry that I will mind." Her voice was low.
Dull, as if he was suppressing his heartache.
Jun Ziyan already knew it from the first time he was assassinated by Iron Fan in Yu Fengxuan, when he healed her and felt her pulse, but he really didn't care, it was enough for him to have her.
However, Yan'er's wish to have children for him might not be realized in his lifetime. Every time he thought of this, his heart felt like being stabbed by an ice bell, and the pain was so suppressed.
"So you know, then I can rest assured." The old lady's crescent moon eyes were slightly opened, feeling guilty, "I'm sorry for her. If it weren't for the bowl of red flowers, maybe it would be possible! Yan'er's physical attributes
The cold yin is not suitable for giving birth, and it is extremely difficult to conceive. Coupled with the bowl of red flowers that Che'er force-fed a few months ago, her body is like jade and porcelain, vulnerable! Even if she gets pregnant, she can't bear it.
Due to the pain caused by childbirth, she will most likely die of suffocation due to dystocia, so Jue'er, my great-grandmother hopes that you will understand and don't leave any lingering regrets in the future."
The old lady's words were as sharp as a sword. Su Shajue clenched his hands into fists and dug his nails into his skin. He was not aware of the pain. There was a layer of blood mist in his eyes. He raised his eyes and said firmly: "I Su Shajue only wants her."
As a person, if anything threatens her existence in the future, even if it is flesh and blood, I would rather not do it. Please remember my words, and I also ask my great-aunt to keep her mouth shut."
The man's words were like a declaration, echoing loudly in the quiet bedroom.
Hearing this, the old lady trembled physically and mentally, and was shocked by the sorrow in Su Sha Jue's eyes and the words like blades.
At this moment, although Crescent Eyes was still worried, it was a lot of relief.
After a long while, the old lady nodded slightly to Su Shajue: "Okay, I promise you!"
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Snowflakes are flying and fallen flowers are colorful. The general's mansion is even more majestic and majestic under the snow, and the ice and snow are shining brightly.
In the nine-curved verandah, a woman is strolling, wrapped in a snow-white fox fur, shielding her body from the biting cold air of early winter. Her eyes are looking at the spring, her face is smiling, her silk ink is dancing in the wind, and she is like a wandering person.
In the deep snow, he is as noble and cool as a spirit fox that strayed into the mortal world.
In the distance, the man's eagle eyes trembled slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, his handsome face was slightly stiff, his expression was awkward, and his steps were hesitant.
Suddenly, Jun Ziyan's footsteps stopped, and he pulled out the fine jade catkins under the fox fur and stretched it out towards the dancing white snow. The cold wind penetrated her skin and brought a chill to her body, but it failed to dissipate her current mood.
Jun Ziyan's lips gradually deepened, his smile was as white as a lotus, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was amazed at the scenery in front of him. It was incredible that she had actually lived here for nearly half a year. This feeling gave her a sense of belonging.
It seems that this is the place that belongs to her, this is her root, and her modern self seems to be a dream.
In the past six months, she has experienced life, death, and death. I wonder if this is considered a grand event?
In her daze, her hand was held down by a warm and thick hand, and a man's scolding voice came from her side: "How dare you do this when it's so cold, be careful of catching the cold before you get married."
His voice was low and slightly sarcastic, but his sharp eyes were filled with distress.
Jun Ziyan was stunned for a moment, then naturally withdrew his hand, smiled at him, and said: "Yes, my sworn sister will obey my brother's reprimand and will definitely keep it in mind."
As soon as he heard the word 'brother', Wanyan Che's face immediately turned gloomy and he warned angrily: "Listen, if Su Sha never treats you well, I, Wan Yan Che, will definitely snatch you back one day.
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Hearing this, Jun Ziyan couldn't help but feel aggrieved for her future husband, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, my sworn sister has remembered what my brother said." Regarding their current status, she was somewhat speechless, but she felt at ease.
"You - hum!" It was his brother again. Wanyan Che was speechless for a moment. Looking at his ex-wife and adopted sister who was smiling heartlessly at him, he felt that his chest was depressed and the fire in his heart was burning even more intensely.
He angrily withdrew the letter from his arms, thrust the letter into her hand, and said in a deep voice: "This is what Wanyanche owed you before. I still have military affairs to deal with, and I have to go to the palace. Please take good care of yourself.
Keep your spirits up, I don't want anything to go wrong on the wedding day."
After saying this, before Jun Ziyan could react, Wanyan Che turned around and walked away in a majestic manner, disappearing into the Jiuqu Veranda with a meteoric stride.
Jun Ziyanquan blinked her eyes open and looked at his distant figure in a daze. When she took out the letter, she realized that it was actually a 'letter of divorce'!
She raised her lips and looked towards the direction the man was leaving, her eyes filled with calmness and gratitude.