Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

----The two-year relationship between husband and wife, how could it be possible to break up as she said. . ----

Thinking back and forth, thinking left and right, rubbing the brush back and forth, when the time is less than a cup of incense, the complaint has been written, and the original white paper is now lightly dyed with ink, the fragrance of ink is faint, waving at night Scattered and elegant.

Gently put the Langhao brush on the inkstone, Junziyan picked up the paper and read it carefully, gradually smiled and raised his head, frivolous and arrogant, a sharp edge flashed in his spring eyes, okay, just write like this.

"Tomorrow, my gentleman said, I want to see how powerful your Tianyin Mansion is? How protective is Grand Master Qiu? How flamboyant is the official character?"

The words were provocative, and her tone was more provocative. Tomorrow, she will speak a gentleman's words for a while, and advance to the so-called "jurisprudence intolerable" in the law.

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Lanxi Garden

At midnight, the moonlight is cold, and the orchids are still falling. At night, with a kind of mournful fragrance, the orchids admire themselves.

At this time, Wanyan Che was faintly waking up, the dizziness in his brain gradually subsided, and the events that happened throughout the day flooded into his mind like a tide.

Su Shajue’s words, the back view of Gu Xiyan on the day he left the General’s Mansion, the last silhouette that appeared was the scene of Ding Qianrong’s struggle when he was choked by himself, and it instantly overlapped with the scene when Gu Xiyan was choked by him, pieced together into a sheet.

The pale thin lips smiled bitterly, his heart ached to the point of suffocation, what right did he have to say that Ding Qianrong was wrong, he had fallen for her way, and it was also because of his obsession with sex at the time, and in the end he killed his own and Xi Yan's flesh and blood with his own hands, What qualifications does he have to say that she is not.

His eyes blinked open, and what came into his eyes was the loving smiling face of the old matriarch. Under the lamp, the silver hair of the old matriarch seemed to have lost all its luster overnight, and the pale white hair was stuck in his forehead like thin needles. The eyes hurt his eyes, and his whole body felt a pain of being lingering.

Grandma has lived to be 68 years old this year, and her black hair has long since turned into silver. This old man is always worried about himself, and every time he speaks in a daze, although he is talking about protecting his family and the country, he knows Grandma Tai always ran in front of her ancestors for three days and three nights after she set out to pray for her safe return home.

During the past 26 years, Wanyan Che cared about this old man the most, and she was also the most filial to this old man. Since she was a child, she taught herself to be down-to-earth and to be worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth.

Before this month, he always believed that he was worthy of the world, his conscience, and everyone.

However, it was only tonight that I realized that the guilt and debt I owed was so heavy.

"Che'er, it's good if you wake up. That girl Yixi just touched your fainting point. It's okay. If you miss something, just miss it. Let it pass and give each of you a relief. Even if Grandma doesn't like Ding Qianrong anymore It depends on the fact that the unborn great-grandson is going online, people are made of meat, so why create another tragedy!" The old matriarch comforted in a hoarse voice, without accusations or reprimands, just warm comfort, vigorous Hands caressed his face, but the temperature was bitingly cold.

"Grandma--" Wanyan Che's voice was already hoarse, and he reached out to hold her wrinkled and vigorous hand, so cold?How long has this old man guarded himself?Why is she always worrying about him as a grandson? He was really unfilial, and said in a hoarse voice: "Che'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the unborn flesh and blood, and I'm even more sorry for you, grandma, Che'er is not worthy of being a face." A descendant of the family, Che'er is not worthy."

It was said that Grandma's crescent eyes were full of tears, and her chest was so sore that she panicked. Who can live without faults in this world?Caressing his grandson's face, he asked with a smile: "Che'er, do you want to talk? Do you feel that you have never failed like this before? Do you feel sorry for the bloody flesh and blood?" The old lady is gentle and kind Smiling, the crescent eyes are gentle and shallow, but there are still tears, and the love and distress between the brows are undoubtedly revealed.

Hearing this, Wanyan Che froze physically and mentally, stretched out his hand to hold the old matriarch's hand tightly, suppressed crying, and nodded stiffly with sour eagle eyes.

When he thought of what he had done to Xiyan at that time, he wished he could kill himself, and when he thought of how he sneered at him when he forced himself down with the red flower pot that night, seeing her blood red lower body, he was even more ashamed. To my mentor, he is simply not a human being, worse than a beast.

"Forget it, if the relationship is shallow, it will disappear. Didn't your mother often say it in Qiuzi Nunnery? If the relationship is deep, there will be, and if the relationship is shallow, there will be no. Your father was just like your mother back then. The relationship is too shallow, too shallow.

If the relationship between you and Yan'er is exhausted, then the relationship between father and son will dissipate. It's your fault, and it's also your fault, but it's also predestined.In this world, how can we live a life without mistakes?The most important thing is to learn from the lessons.

I, Xue Linhua, have never been sorry to anyone in my life, but that girl Xiyan is my lifelong regret. When you brought her to me, you were attracted by that kind of relaxed temperament. Become thorny.Forget it, I can't go back, since I can't find Yan'er, it proves that she wants to hide, let's let it go! "The old matriarch patted his grandson's hand, gently persuading him.

let go?Wanyan Che was taken aback when he heard the words, bitter tears overflowed from his blood red eyes, will the relationship disappear soon?let go?

Easy to say, how is it possible?After two years of husband and wife, he was the one who was stunned by the momentary greed. Now he should wake up too. Since he betrayed her, he should get her back.She Gu Xiyan said that since she was already his Wanyanche's person, she must be his deceased wife under Wanyanche's spiritual throne.

With such a firm thought, he immediately stood up, Wanyan Che looked at the old matriarch calmly, and swore: "Grandma, Xiyan, this person's grandson will never let go in this life, and it is impossible to let go. Since I know myself If you fail, if you miss it, then get her back, I will treat her well, I don't believe she will be indifferent to me."

How could the two-year relationship between husband and wife break up as soon as she said.

His eyes shone with confidence, and Wanyan Che, who had been weeping alone in pain, was now as fierce and decisive as an eagle hunting prey, full of confidence.

Hearing her grandson's ruthless and decisive words, the old matriarch chuckled relievedly, and smiled gratifiedly. This is Xue Linhua's grandson, who dared to act bravely, nodded and smiled and held his grandson's hand and said: "Okay, if you know it, you can grab it!" Well, grandma also really wants Yan'er to come back, alas - but let's do whatever it takes!"

"Grandma, don't worry, Che'er will definitely bring her back, definitely!" Wanyan Che firmly declared that even if she was taken captive, she must be brought back to the General's Mansion.

"Then, what about Qianrong? How are you going to deal with it? If Xi'er and I didn't show up, would you really strangle her to death?" Feeling scared, now that she is pregnant with the continuation of the Wanyan family, even if she doesn't want to, she has to recognize this unborn great-grandson.