"Mr. Bei, what is the relationship between Miss Shangguan and you? If I remember correctly, a few months ago, your long-lost sister looked very similar to Miss Shangguan."
Regarding the matter of Shangguantang's identity, Bei Xijue has already dealt with it, but the journalist Piao Piao, who has some good intentions, refuses to give up.
"Is this important?" Bei Xijue glanced at the man, his whole body exuding a cold aura, "What's important is that she doesn't want to."
The crowd began to stir, and the heads of the Shangguan family and the Huangfu family were busy appeasing the guests. In an instant, it seemed that only a man and a woman were left in the noisy scene, looking at each other.
"Don't forget, Zhang Ma is still in my hands."
Queen Xiao Xiao Yue calmly approached Shangguantang and lowered her voice to warn. Shangguantang was startled, then came to his senses, his eyes full of pain.
"Today is my child's special day. I wonder what Mr. Bei means by this?"
Huangfu Hua, the head of the Huangfu family, came to Bei Xijue and asked while suppressing his anger.
However, Bei Xijue didn't seem to hear anything. At this moment, she was the only one in his eyes. He was waiting for her to tell everyone that she was unwilling.
"sorry."
Shangguan Tang said softly, Bei Xijue's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he could no longer act as if nothing had happened. He walked up to her and grabbed her wrist.
"Follow me."
"She won't go with you."
Xiao Yue walked up to the two of them and snapped her fingers. Two tall bodyguards in black appeared at the south door of the church, and a thin woman was restrained by them.
"Mother Zhang!"
Shangguan Tang let out a low cry and wanted to rush over, but was stopped by someone.
"Get married obediently, or else——"
"Princess, Zhang Ma is sorry for you, please leave me alone and follow Mr. Bei."
The movement at the south side door quickly attracted everyone's attention. Bei Xijue's brows furrowed. Could it be that she agreed to marry Huangfulin because of the woman named Zhang Ma?
"Mother Zhang, go back quickly!"
Shangguan Tang turned around and shook off Bei Xijue's hand: "Mr. Bei, I won't follow you. I don't want your blessing, but please don't hurt me and the people I care about." In her eyes,
Zhang Ma is someone she cares about very much.
"The person you care about?" Bei Xijue sneered, "Then who am I?"
Shangguan Tang pursed his lips tightly and mustered up the courage to look at him.
"Princess, please, go with Mr. Bei. Ma Zhang is sorry for you. Ma Zhang will definitely not harm you in the next life!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't know where the strength came from, struggled to break away from the grasp of the two bodyguards, and slammed into the white wall. With a muffled "bang", her thin body fell down, leaving a mark on the wall.
Traces of blood.
"Mama Zhang——"
Shangguan Tang opened his eyes wide and rushed over to hug Zhang Ma's sliding body.
"Mama Zhang, why are you so stupid?"
"Silly princess, Zhang Ma hopes you are happy, so that you are right and worthy of the imperial concubine..."
Zhang Ma's breathing became weaker and weaker, her eyes gradually closed, and her arms dropped straight down.
"Zhang Ma, you don't want to die, please, if you die, what should I do, Zhang Ma -"
Shangguan Tang was like a helpless child, sobbing, but unable to revive his loved ones. In a daze, the blood spat out from his mother's mouth overlapped with the blood on Zhang Ma's face, so red and thick.
This sudden change made the scene quiet. Bei Xijue looked at the crying Shangguan Tang from a distance, and his heart was tugged. Finally, he walked over step by step and held her in his arms.