The remarriage of the high-ranking daughter

Chapter 208 Qin Muli's Shock (1)
He knew early on that he couldn't keep her in her tracks. She shouldn't belong to a man like him, nor would she belong to him!

"Live well, you don't owe the Lian family anything!"

Chang'an leaned slightly, holding both sides of the wheelchair with both hands, looking parallel to Yang Yan, and reflected her beautiful shadow in his dark eyes, "I envy you, because you have a good mother!"

When Chang An said this, there was always a soft smile on the corners of her lips. She was born without a mother, so she couldn't appreciate the deep love of a mother for her children, but today she can see it clearly from Mrs. Yang .

A mother can tolerate the waywardness of her children, a mother can do everything for her children, even sacrifice her life!

Shen Mo, her Mo'er, she will love him so much from now on, and be a good mother!

Yang Yan's whole body was shaken, and the originally firm expression on his face was broken bit by bit. Looking at Chang'an's back, he slowly closed his eyes, and a tear fell down his face.

Yes, how could he disregard his mother's safety in order to follow his own wishes?

Even Chang An understands the truth, why is he still so obsessed with it?
The blood stains on his mother's sleeves shook his heart even more strongly, Yang Yan lowered his head in pain, he couldn't protect his wife, and let his mother suffer for him, he is really a useless man!

At this moment, Chang'an didn't know what was going on in Yang Yan's mind. She had already stopped by Mrs. Yang's side, bowed slightly, and said softly, "Chang'an has remembered everything Madam has done today!"

"Need not!"

Mrs. Yang waved her hand, glanced at Yang Yan, and finally sighed, "Everything I do is for my son. I don't feel any favor to you, so I don't expect you to repay it."

Chang'an nodded in relief. Madam Yang is a rare and honest person with such a temper that is neither pretentious nor coquettish, nor does she have the false politeness of others.

Madam Yang looked around, and slowly put away the gold and silver whips in her hands. Since Chang An was willing to leave with Lian Yinbi, this fight could have been avoided, but it was a pity that a young actress died.

But fighting in the rivers and lakes is like this, either you die or I die. These girls should have such awareness from the day they followed her. Thinking of this, Mrs. Yang's eyes slowly became firm again, looking at Chang'an said in a deep voice: "Miss Shen, from the day our Yang family broke up with the Lian family, we don't want to have any more entanglements. If it wasn't for you, Yan'er wouldn't have... No matter what, I hope you will end up with me." Can you come here!"

"Auspicious words from Mrs. Cheng!"

Putting away the last trace of pity in his eyes, Chang An walked slowly towards Lian Yinbi on the blood stains all over the ground. Behind him was Yang Yan's heartbroken and painful eyes. About to put it in another man's palm, Lian Yinbi's impatient eyes gradually became tinged with joy and excitement, and he closed them helplessly and in despair.

Lian Yinbi had already grown impatient for waiting, and he had already spent a lot of money on letting this gang of gangsters take action today, if it didn't work any more, he would definitely vomit to death, fortunately, the people of the Yang family were sensible.

Yang Yan dared to compete with him for a woman, he really didn't even know how to die!

His eyes swept over Yang Yan with disdain, and Lian Yinbi couldn't wait to hold the slender white catkin. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, and an instinctive sense of urgency came to his heart, Lian Yinbi's face turned pale. As soon as he changed, he was eager to take back his hand, but it was too late.

A piercing pain invaded from the palm of his hand, Lian Yinbi couldn't stop crying out in pain, he staggered back a few steps, his forehead was so painful that the veins popped out, and after a while, a fine layer of sweat soaked out, He raised his hand and saw that his palm was already dripping with blood, a small hole passed through his palm, and the thing that hurt him had rolled to the ground at this moment, it was an inconspicuous little stone!

That small stone was lying there quietly, it was not round, and even had some edges and corners, but at the moment it was stained with blood like a bright red cinnabar!

The expressions on the faces of the people are not only astonishment that can be described, stone grains piercing the palms, what kind of skill is needed to do this?
If that man had shot Lian Yinbi's throat, he would be dead by now.

Looking back along the small stone, I saw a person walking slowly from the other end of the corridor. His steps were light but steady, with an indescribably intimidating aura, and he was wearing silver soft armor tightly. Clinging tightly to his high-spirited body, the red cloak is windless and automatic behind him.

Leaving was quiet, his pace stopped slightly, just standing there, he immediately gave people an awe-inspiring posture of Yuan Tingyue standing upright from a high mountain.

His brows are like swords, his thin lips are like slashes, and his black eyes are like frost, sweeping coldly, which makes people feel intimidated, but when looking at the women in the field, there is a rare tenderness in his eyes.

Chang An took a deep breath, opened his eyes in disbelief, closed them again, opened them again, closed them again, his eyes were gradually covered with a layer of light, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally tears fell, "Pa "Click" and the corners of the skirt were wet.

"If you cry again, it won't be beautiful!"

Ignoring the gazes around him, the man walked forward slowly, and gently scraped the tear stains on Chang An's cheeks with some rough fingertips, with a touch of tenderness, his voice was thick and full of affection, and he seemed so out of place at such a moment.

Chang An shook his head, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his sudden movement, even his originally uneasy heart gradually became calm because of his appearance.

He obviously shouldn't appear here. Although Minyuguan is not thousands of miles away from here, it takes a lot of time to come and go. The fatigue in his eyes is obvious, and the soft armor can't even be removed in time, just like a god. The general appeared in front of her and brought her new hope.

She had a lot to say to him, and countless questions piled up in her mind, but right now was not the time to speak.

"who are you?"

Lian Yinbi supported her bloody palm, hatred flashed in her eyes, but a trace of fear appeared under the strong aura of the other party, and then looked at the people around her, could it be that she took a big step back, although this man is One person came, but such a fierce and cold aura could be worth thousands of troops.

Qin Muli held Chang'an's hand tightly, and gave her a comforting smile, then turned to Lian Yinbi, and said coldly: "The Lian family has a scum like you, I think Lian Jin's good days are coming to an end soon Already!"

"You... how dare you call Nine Thousand Years old by name?"

Lian Yinbi's complexion changed drastically. Since this person knew Lian Jin's name, it seemed that he also knew Lian Jin's identity as Nine Thousand Years Old. Under such circumstances, he could say such domineering words. Presumably this person's identity must be different. Low, that suit of armor is from the army, could it be some high-ranking official or general?
(End of this chapter)