All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

"What are you hesitating about? What's the matter?" When did the people under him get up like this!

"I met you on the road..." Just as I was about to tell the general, the curtain of the carriage was slowly lifted by a slender hand, and a woman with a slender waist and soft body leaned out, with a voice as clear as an oriole. , causing everyone around to look at her. 【】

"Brother Yan." The woman leaned on the edge of the carriage and jumped down. Her face was covered with sand, her complexion was uneven but she couldn't hide her gorgeous face. Her eyes seemed to be soaked in mist. Looking at it made people feel pity. She stood There quietly watching Yan Weile.

Yan Weile was speechless for a while, his eyes were wide open, and his heart was churning.

I can't believe it, and I can't believe it. I will see her again after many years, and it is Zhong Lingxiu who looks so downcast. She has been held in the hands of others since she was a child and needs to be cherished. She always has a sweet and graceful smile. He likes to follow him and call Brother Yan, and always dances a pleasing dance in the season of flying flowers and falling snow.

"In this life, I will only allow you to be my wife!"

"Is that Lingxiu going to grow up quickly?" She leaned her head and asked innocently.

"Yeah, you little one should grow up quickly!"

"But Brother Yan, Grandpa Yan doesn't like me..."

"No matter what anyone says, you are the only wife I have ever considered in my life!"

All of them flowed in front of his eyes like a tide, how could he forget her, and how could he just treat her as a stranger.

"Lingxiu, Lingxiu..."

Qiyin felt the hand holding her slowly loosen, and looked sideways at Yan Weile, feeling a bad premonition, but he passed her by as if no one else was there, step by step, looking a bit difficult The direction of the woman.

The woman standing in the wind, wearing a dress covered with plaster, a few tattered, looking down and out, but the temperament of a lady is hard to ignore, everyone at home is guessing that she and Yan Weile are related No matter what kind of relationship, he didn't even dare to speak out, for fear of destroying the whole picture.

Qiyin smiled bitterly as her hand was stiff and did not drop, feeling like this again, being easily let go again.

"Brother Yan." Seeing Yan Weile walking towards her, Zhong Lingxiu's face was overjoyed, and all the uneasiness disappeared in an instant, and she stepped forward excitedly and threw herself into the long-lost embrace, her voice carried Trembling, the eyes could not stop falling.

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