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

---Sen Sheng's voice is as cold as frost, making Wanyan Yixi fall into an ice kiln---

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"The General's Mansion?" Wanyan Che was taken aback when he heard the words, and collided with Su Shajue's penetrating eyes, both knowing it.

If you want to avoid being hunted by the elite soldiers of the Su Palace, with the cunning of "Iron Fan Wuming", you will definitely hide in a place where the elite soldiers of the Su Palace cannot search and capture when you are injured.

And that place is the same as the General's Mansion and the Imperial Palace, two places that are conducive to his hiding.

Before Su Sha could say anything, Wanyan Che stood up and ordered Duan Mu outside the door: "Guard Duan don't have to worry about this general, he will immediately bring the elite soldiers of Su Palace to the general's mansion, and must conduct a thorough search inside and out, this general I'll be there later."

"Mu thank you, General, my lord, is the palace also being searched?" Duan Mu hesitated again.

Hearing this, both Su Shajue and Wanyan Che had the same solemn and stinging expressions.

After a long while, Su Shajue's deep pool eyes cast a glance at the gentleman's words on the high pillow jade bed, and said, "Strict investigation will not slack off, take my king's jade card and search in my name. Horror Holy Driver."

"Yes!" Duan Mo bowed back and drank, and left coldly.

Wanyan Che tucked up the silk quilt for Jun Ziyan, and kissed her pale forehead, his eyes turned affectionately, his eagle eyebrows raised, and his eyes turned from Jun Ziyan to Su Shajue, awkwardly asking: "Sha Jue, I'll go back to the General's Mansion right now, Yan'er will be entrusted to you to take care of me first, and then I will take her back to the mansion."

The last words carried an obvious meaning, the man in front of him had already posed a great threat to him, and he could not let Yan'er stay here any longer.

In the scene just now, Su Shajue turned his sideways eyes away, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, upon hearing Wanyan Che's words, his face turned dark, and he shouted in disapproval: "No, the gentleman can't go back home with you , there is no place that is safer than Prince Su's Mansion."

"Su Shajue, you want to let this general's wife stay in your dormitory? Don't you think this general will think it's safe?" Wanyan Che's eagle eyes narrowed, his tone obviously filled with reprimand and jealousy, his eyes were fierce There was a flash of vigor, and the meaning of provocation was quite obvious.

From the standpoint of siblings, he wanted to believe it, but he couldn't pass his own test, because when their husband and wife relationship was dying, he couldn't let any man take advantage of it, and because the man in front of him would treat him even more Su Shajue, who is a threat, should not be taken lightly.

"You!" Su Shajue choked for a moment, then turned to look directly at Wanyan Che and said coldly: "Wanyan Che, don't be a villain, Ziyan is stuck in the 'Three Tombs Needle' and can't move , and the medicine needs to be changed once a day. In the General's Mansion, do you think it is beneficial to her?"

Su Sha was absolutely uncompromising, but what was more in his heart was that he didn't want Jun Ziyan to disappear under his protection, otherwise he would be panicked.

"Sanling Needle?" Wanyan Che's expression suddenly changed at these three words.

Seeing that he was moved, Su Shajue handed the drizzle blade that he had just taken out from the screen table to Wanyan Che, Shen said: "The Sanling Needle was originally created by 'Iron Fan Wuming', and it looks nothing like ordinary needles. It is different, but it is very soft. After all, it is very flexible. It is usually hidden between his teeth, touched with the tip of his tongue, and when he exhales, three needles can be sent out. It is difficult for ordinary people to avoid it, and it is also difficult to detect it."

"He's really despicable." Wanyan Che clenched his fists tightly, resentful, he would definitely see blood on the person who hurt her.

Su Shajue put away her strange emotions, brought the prepared medicine in front of Wanyan Che, resumed her usual indifferent and cold expression, and said, "This is the 'Qing Ning Pill', which can make up for her lost blood energy as soon as possible. It's inconvenient to take medicine now, you, feed him."

The words that sounded cold and indifferent were actually like thorns in his heart at this moment, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't bear it.

Wanyan Che took the medicine bowl he brought over, the faint scent of plum blossom wine blended with the medicine fragrance, the fragrance was strange and refreshing.

"This king will avoid it for now." Su Shajue turned around and stepped out of the cabinet, like a panicked rabbit, fled away.

When Su Shajue's elegant figure disappeared, the sound of the door being fastened tightly brought Wanyan Che back to his senses, and he turned his eyes to Jun Ziyan with the bowl in his hand, with a complicated expression on his face.

Su Shajue really fell in love with her!

"Yan'er, a husband who hurts you will never be merciless, even she is the same." His eyes flickered, and his rough eyes finally turned back. Huanye17 PanmenThumb payment thin?br/>

Suddenly, Wanyan Che poured down the bowl, poured all the medicinal wine in the bowl, raised Jun Ziyan's chin with his right hand, leaned over to seal it, and raised her neck with his left hand, so that the medicine would be more beneficial and completely absorbed. Slide in with the current.

The four lips were pressed together, the aroma of the medicinal wine was cool and refreshing, the softness under the lips penetrated into the body and mind like an electric current, making him tremble, this is the nectar she had been longing for for a long time.

After all the medicine was taken into Jun Ziyan's belly, Wanyan Che's kiss sneaked in, the thick and powerful tip of his tongue rolled up her smoothness, plundered aggressively, and engraved his breath inside like a brand.

In the dream, Jun Ziyan felt as if her breath was tightly suffocated and seamlessly sealed, her breathing was weak, her brows were furrowed, and the weight on her body made her even more dissatisfied.

Suddenly, a scent of cold medicinal wine flowed through her body, and the burning pain in her chest that was still about to ignite was gradually suppressed by the air current, and her body and mind immediately felt comfortable.

But, why did she still feel that it was difficult to breathe smoothly, and she wanted to stretch out her hand to push back, but found that there was nothing she could do, and she couldn't move her whole body, as if she was paralyzed. In the end, Jun Ziyan couldn't resist the attack of the medicine anymore, and gradually sank into a dream.

Heavy panting came out from his lips, Wanyan Che's eyes were full of desire, but before the explosion, he tried his best to restrain himself, holding Jun Ziyan's face against her forehead, and blowing his fingers on her face with scorching breath.

Her thin lips stuck to her red and swollen lips that had been invaded by him, and she stared at her frowning and sleeping face, stretched out her thumb to flick her brows, and declared: "Yan'er, you can't escape. How did you escape, now I will how to get you back."

After kissing again and again, Wanyan Che reluctantly stood up awe-inspiringly, and Wei An's figure suddenly disappeared into the pavilion.

Until the door was fastened tightly, the tight eyes of the gentleman on the top rolled, and her chest was tight for a while. In the dream, the man in black looked at her with a sullen smile, his eyes helpless, which made her feel inexplicably sore and distressed.

Suddenly, the lips parted, and thin words spit out like silk, as if it was a man's name.

The 'benzoin' from the Jiuding Hundred-hole Furnace is graceful and graceful.

*

In the study, Su Shajue flipped through the medicine books, rubbed his sore eyes after reading it a few times, and leaned back on the fir tree chair weakly, sighed lightly, half helpless and sour.

"My lord, the general just came out of the 'Moling Pavilion' and has already driven back to the general's mansion." Steward Su bowed and said.

Hearing this, Su Shajue stretched out his hand, and Manager Su knew how to retreat.

Su Shajue's eyes, which were as lonely as a cold pool, looked out sideways, and he was dazed at the sky that was almost dawn.

*

General House

Zuixi Pavilion

As the cold wind blows, the maple leaves in the pavilion collide with each other, mixed with the rustling of rooster crows.

The bed collapsed, Wanyan Yixi fell into a misty sleep and was awakened by a strong smell of blood and heavy stinging aura, her eyes slowly opened.

Across the gauze screen, a blurry white figure came into view suddenly, Wanyan Yixi's eyes were startled, and she was about to scream, but that Dao's white figure came like a gust of wind, Covering her face with cold, blood-oozing hands, the devouring spirit of the silverware flashed on her face, and she said, "Miss Sun, do you want to die?"

Sen Sheng's voice is as cold as frost, making Wanyan Yixi feel like falling into an ice kiln.