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

In the empty ancestral hall, on the tall sandalwood table were placed the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Wanyan family, making it even more inexplicably silent and desolate at night.

Gu Xiyan wiped his sweat at the spiritual seats of the Wanyan family fearfully in front of him and said, "All the elders of the Wanyan family ancestors, Xiyan will kowtow to you first, tonight, you will pass your way to the underworld, and I will pass mine." The Yang people live, we don't violate the river water, so don't come out to scare people."

It's just one night, it shouldn't be too bad, Gu Xiyan stared at the tombstone in front of him suspiciously, his whole body was covered with fine hair, in the thin and dim candlelight, with the wind shaking and tugging, the candlelight Confused, Gu Xiyan was even more flustered.

In order to calm down her mind, she put aside her messy thoughts, thinking about how to get that smelly man to write a divorce letter, and if the divorce was successful, how would she make ends meet.

It seems that it is not so easy to be a lawyer. The only way is to make her wings stronger, so the most important thing is to have money and power. It seems that she still has a bit of title as the wife of a general. usefulness.

As long as you have money and power, and you can occupy a place in Jijin, you can truly be free from being bound by the so-called court rules and disciplines. Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it. sky.

A firm idea took root in her heart, her eyes shone with a cold light that was bound to win, and her beautiful face showed a never-before-seen determination.

**

In the luxurious and noble "Liuyun Pavilion", the furnishings are elegant and luxurious. Inside the bright yellow tulle, ambergris is burning in the incense burner, and the faint smell of incense wafts throughout the bedroom.

In the sleeping hall, there is a light gauze and thin curtain, and the shadow of the candle is red!

Sleeping high on the soft couch, Ding Qianrong was lying on Wanyan Che's body, feeling extremely nostalgic for the feeling of being cared for wholeheartedly, and said softly: "Husband, my sister has not eaten rice yet, I am afraid that she will not be able to hold on." Go down, why don't I go over with a bowl of porridge."

The weak and boneless catkin moved softly on the back of the man lying on her body, her voice soft and coquettish like silk.

Wanyan Che's eyes were cold, she turned a deaf ear to Ding Qianrong's words, her resolute and handsome face frowned, now it's the second watch, she just had a miscarriage, and now she is kneeling in the ancestral hall, the night is cold and dewy, can she bear it?

Seeing his eyes flickering, Ding Qianrong stretched out the catkin caressing his chest to hold his handsome face, and thoughtfully said: "Husband, it's still too late for you to regret it, the elder sister just had a miscarriage, her body is weak, and Qianrong is also a little worried, you Let's go."

Hearing this, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, Qianrong was so considerate, why she was so vicious, thinking of her "scandalous incident" and Ding Qianrong's kindness.

Wanyan Che's handsome face suddenly became gloomy, and he grabbed her hand and reprimanded him: "Qian Rong doesn't need to say much, she asked for it herself, if I don't teach her a lesson for that kind of person, she will never know how to restrain herself, okay, Without further ado, let's go to bed!"

Ding Qianrong remained silent, and lay docilely in his arms, with a sly and mocking smile on her face as beautiful as a peach.