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

----'Everything is exhausted, fate is bound to be exhausted'----

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"Wanyanche, when will you stop tormenting? Since Junziyan says she is not Gu Xiyan, she is not. What do you want to do? If it is really your wife, would you still deny it like this? As a husband, how can you Don't you think it's shameful and ridiculous that you can't even take care of your own wife, and instead ask the king for someone?

Now you are openly rude to this king's distinguished guests in front of this king, what do you think of me?Wanyan Che, you are so courageous! "Su Shajue's eyes were slightly gloomy, and his whole body exuded a menacing aura.

"You - -" Wanyan Che was suffocated, and had no words to refute.

However, when he saw his hand stroking Xiyan's back from time to time, he immediately retorted unwillingly and angrily: "You don't use your status as a prince to suppress me. You know that I am looking for her, but now I have found her, but you refuse to let her go." She came with me, and I wanted to ask you what you think of me? She is someone else's wife, isn't the lord afraid of being ridiculed if he steals someone's wife so much?" Wanyan Che roared angrily, his whole body exuding coldness and fear. cold snap.

"He's a man, so he can't be Gu Xiyan." Su Shajuejun replied coldly with a sullen face, his words were heavy.

"Hmph, what a joke, I'm her husband. No matter how she disguises herself, she can't hide from my eyes. Even if she turns into ashes, I can see through her. It's just a play where a woman disguises herself as a man. You really treat me like Wanyan Che?" Can't you be an idiot?" Wanyan Che said contemptuously, and his articulation was equally serious and ruthless.

"Uh--"

An untimely sound of vomiting was sandwiched between the two men who were in the heat of the water, bringing them back to their senses.

"Xi Yan!"

"Zi Yan!"

They called out in unison again, but in exchange for more violent vomiting from the other party.

Seeing her suffering so badly, Wanyan Che's heart was pierced like a knife, wishing to hold her in his hands to caress and comfort her, guilt surged like a fountain.

Su Shajue closed his eyes sullenly, just now he and Wanyan Che were only focused on fighting, but they tossed her a lot.

Seeing Yan Che's unstoppable momentum, he vowed not to give up, sighed suddenly, and said: "Che, why bother? Since he said it's not you, why bother? If you can trust me, I will come to Yufengxuan to gather at night , this king can give you a space to be alone, remember, don't push people too much in everything, it will often backfire."

"Everything is too much, and the fate is bound to come to an end early." Why does he always like to act authoritarianly and domineeringly according to his temperament, but doesn't think about the feelings of the other party? Isn't the lesson enough for him to understand?

Hearing this, Wanyan Che's originally resentful and annoyed face was startled for a moment, and he hesitated suddenly, not sure if Su Shajue really didn't know that she was Gu Xiyan, or if she already knew that she was just a middleman to persuade her to make peace, just not Hope Xiyan hates herself even more?

Suddenly, Wanyan Che suddenly realized, bowed his head and said: "Okay, for our years of brotherhood, I believe you, I will go to Yufengxuan at night!"

Forget it, since Xi Yan didn't want to admit it, he was still annoyed, since he knew where she was, he just went over to persuade her at night.

Glancing at Jun Ziyan, who was vomited by his rubbing back, his eyes were full of jealousy, and he said awkwardly, "You - - take good care of her for me."

Hearing this, Su Shajue's eyes flashed with a trace of complexity, and he nodded slightly.

Wanyan Che glanced at Jun Ziyan reluctantly, then performed lightness kung fu and sat on the cavalry, glanced unwillingly, and then galloped away.

*

After half a cup of tea, Jun Ziyan's pale face slowly returned to blood. He wiped the corners of his mouth lightly by the stream, and there was no trace of the image of the embarrassing and vomited just now. The movement of wiping his mouth with water was graceful and calm, as if nothing happened .

In the distance, Su Shajue led the white handsome horse left behind by the cracked carriage and walked towards Junziyan. He was dressed in Xuanhua clothes and moved forward when he heard the wind, and he was even more extraordinary when he walked with the snow-white handsome horse, like retreating from a deep mountain the banishment.