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

---How could Wanyan Che feel so hard after knocking every time? ---

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"Yan'er, don't be like this. It's only been three days. Yu Jinwei has already searched the Sancha Valley and the cliffs of the Broken Arm Peak. He will definitely find Sha Jue. Moreover, there is a 'cold pool' underneath, where Sha Jue can come from." Falling from that position, the 'cold pool' is so big, maybe he might fall into the bottom of the pool, wait a little longer, there will definitely be hope."

Wanyan Che was frightened by her trembling body, he comforted her in a panicked voice, and hugged her trembling body tightly, wishing that it was him who fell off the cliff instead of Su Shajue, maybe she was the one who fell off the cliff. It wouldn't be so sad.

Cold pool!

Jun Ziyan's originally withered and ashen eyes burst into a gleam because of the word 'cold pool', he broke free from his restraint and murmured in distress: "I'm going to find him, the cold pool is too cold, and, and what if he What if I'm not familiar with water? I'm going to find him."

Hearing this, Wanyan Che's face changed, and he turned around and shouted: "I don't allow you to act foolishly, you must stay here obediently now and don't go anywhere." He didn't allow her to leave his protection zone.

Losing his siblings already made him heartbroken. He couldn't lose her again. It would take at least ten hours to go to Brokeback Peak. Now that she was injured all over her body, how could she stand it?

Suddenly, there was a sound of 'Pu Tong', Wanyan Che backed away in shock, her handsome face was shocked, she actually——

"What are you doing, get up quickly." Wanyan Che didn't expect that she would kneel down and beg him.

"Then what do you want from me? What are you doing sitting here and waiting? I can't do it, Wanyan Che, please take me to Brokeback Peak, I'm going to find him, he promised me that he would marry me , I promised I wouldn’t die, so I’m going to find him, I beg you to take me there, I beg you.” The gentleman begged and tearfully knocked on Wanyan Che, his pale forehead gradually turned red and swollen.

Wanyan Che couldn't bear the knocking sound?

Squatting down and hugging Jun Ziyan fiercely, he used all the strength to crush him: "Yan'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I hate it so much, I hate that I wasn't the one who fell off the cliff, maybe then, you won't be so desperate !"

How ironic, his wife, the person next to him, is so heartbroken now, but it's not because of himself!

All this was caused by me, if he hadn't hurt her words, she and Su Shajue would not be happy with each other, nor would they be deeply sad!

Wanyan Che's tightly pursed thin lips raised a mocking arc, making things make people, and making things make people!

*

After ten hours of driving overnight, Jun Ziyan stayed in the carriage dully, and Wanyan Che drove the trip.

Her silk hair was untied, her shawl was loose, she was still wearing a blue shirt, although she had already put on a cloak at Wanyanche's insistence, it made her look even more frail.

His calm face was as pale as porcelain, his eyes had no ripples, and his breath was as light as death.

Outside the car, Wanyan Che was driving with a whip, his eyes were ashen and gray on his withered and haggard face, the two of them were only separated by a thin cloth curtain, although they were very close, they were separated by thousands of miles.

By the time of 'Brokeback Peak', it was dawn in the east.

At this time, the elite soldiers of Prince Su's Mansion and Duan Mu were still searching at the bottom of the cliff, and the royal guards sent by the imperial court were also here. They searched day and night, and it has been nearly four days.

As soon as they heard the sound of the carriage rushing towards them, and as soon as everyone saw the general and Jun Ziyan wearing a black cloak, Duan Mu's eyes flashed with anger, and he clenched his fists tightly. When he thought that the prince died because of her, he It is no longer possible to treat the words of a gentleman as before.

When everyone saw that he was a general, they all bowed and saluted, and called the gentleman directly 'madam'.

Wanyan Che waved his hand, Jun Ziyan followed him to get out of the car, staggered to Duan Mu, and asked anxiously: "How is it? Did you find it?"

Hearing this, Duan Mu showed a sad look on his face, and shook his head without saying a word, his eyes were full of resentment.

Jun Ziyan's only remaining hope was extinguished, like a floating fog, a burst of dizziness hit him, and he couldn't help falling backwards.Wanyan Che quickly supported her, and asked anxiously: "Yan'er, you are too weak to have a wind, why don't you go to the car and rest for a while before looking for it, okay?"

Duan Mu couldn't bear to see the gentleman's words, but at this moment he was filled with grief and anger. Although he knew that the prince had a special liking for Miss Jun, but the prince also suffered because of her, he couldn't be indifferent!

Now that the prince can't be found, and he doesn't even know whether he is alive or dead, how can he treat her?

How should he face his little master?

The gentleman breathed calmly, broke away from Wanyan Che's caress, and breathed shallowly: "I'm fine."

"Yan'er—" Seeing her frail body go away, Wanyan Che's eyes were blank, and his heart ached.

The bottom of the cliff is empty, and the unexposed wind is bitingly cold, which makes people feel faint pain when it blows on the face.

The blue silk was blown in disorder, the black cloak fluttered in the wind, and the elegant blue shirt was faintly visible, but it was already dull and tarnished.

Now standing at the bottom of the cliff, Jun Ziyan realized that she didn't even have the courage to cry.

There was a roar in my head, just because I was afraid!

The hands under the blue shirt were clenched tightly, and his figure was trembling. Looking at the guards who were searching in front of him, Jun Ziyan felt at a loss.

Quan's eyes were stunned for a moment, then suddenly, thinking of Wanyan Che's words, his dead eyes lit up, he grabbed a Jingwei with one hand, and asked, "Where is the cold pool?"

Jingwei was stunned for a moment, stunned by the hope that appeared in Junziyan's eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he said in a panic: "Yes, it's less than a hundred meters ahead, where is Madam going to find the prince? But my subordinates have already looked for him." , nothing at all, madam—"

Before he finished speaking, Jun Ziyan had already walked towards the cold pool in panic.

Wanyan Che was not far from Junziyan, but when she saw her suddenly ask Jingwei something and leave her body, she was startled, angrily grabbed that Jingwei by the collar, and shouted: "What did you tell her?" His voice was a little high, his ear was piercing, his eyes were as sharp as knives, Jingwei's face turned blue and white with fright.

"General, my subordinate, I have nothing to do with this subordinate. Madam suddenly asked me where Hantan is? I just replied that Madam Hantan is less than [-] meters ahead, Madam left suddenly." Jingwei Zhanzhan, Very frightened.

Hearing this, Wanyan Che was shocked suddenly, let go of Jingwei immediately, and hurriedly chased after him.

At a distance of [-] meters, Jun Ziyan ran all the way, the cloak on his body was loosened, and his blue shirt was like the most gorgeous 'Blue Butterfly' in winter.

Wanyan Che Jiao Huan who followed closely behind him: "Yan'er, Yan'er."

Seeing her running straight towards the cold wave, and getting closer and closer, Wanyan Che's heart was hanging high, and his brain was racing. He didn't know what she wanted to do?

Suddenly, the blue shirt in front of him jumped into the cold pool like a mirror.

"Splash—" His thin body had already submerged into the pool, and the cold pool was immediately stirred up by a burst of water.

"Yan'er—" Wanyan Che's face turned pale in an instant, and the next moment, he had already jumped in.

The cold pool is a deep blue, and the icy cold water penetrates directly into the heart. The gentleman said that he didn't feel it at all, held his breath, and used the most proficient swimming skills to display his limbs in the pool. Going down, searching at the bottom of the pool with the little hope left in my heart.

He said, he will not die!He said he would marry her!

The promise of the peach blossom, the promise of the white head!It is impossible for him to break his word, and I believe he is reluctant to break his word!