Her Heartless Evil Man

"Exactly."

In my heart, don't the clouds always keep Li'an? How can it change overnight.

"Then why don't you accompany your beautiful girl and sneak into the inn to drink with me."

"I'm happy. If I say I'm happy, half of the credit is due to you, so I must have two drinks when I see you."

"There are few rules in the state of Yan. You don't live in a post house like this. If you stay in the inn, you're not afraid to be taught by your father and Emperor?"

"Our country of Yan doesn't have the laws of your great Zhou Dynasty. It can't do this, it can't do that. How tired."

I said sadly, "yes, if there were no invisible and unwritten rules, I wouldn't have to marry to the grassland." now when I think of the life on the grassland, I don't know whether my choice was right or wrong at that time, but after the process, everything can't be changed anymore.

My child is what I care about most now. It's just strange that I haven't heard from him. Li'an in Beijing is more familiar than me. I wanted Li'an to help me find my baby, but I was even embarrassed to meet him because of yesterday.

"No, if it weren't for those rules, I wouldn't be able to marry yuncaier. My father and Emperor allowed me to propose. The holy emperor ordered that she should marry or not." the third Lord Yan said with another forthright smile.

It turned out that yuncaier married him only by the emperor's edict. It's hard to change what he said. Therefore, yuncaier can only marry him and become Princess Yan.

I think when she married, she must have been unwilling. The most in her heart was Li'an, not Lord Yan.

"Tell me what made you so happy yesterday." I was really curious when he hung his appetite.

He took another sip of wine slowly, and then said to me in a very low voice, "caier's palace sand disappeared last night."

His frivolous words told me his boundless joy, but it stunned me. God, he had been married for five years, but the palace guard sand remained until last night. Then he and yuncaier had never had sex in the past five years.

What's more puzzling to me is that mingyun'er and Li'an

Every time I think of the scene in the bamboo forest, it often makes me feel frightened. How much I hated her for taking away my first love.

Now I have given up the original ignorant love, but whenever I recall, I still have some bad feelings about Lian in my heart.

To tell you the truth, I really don't believe it.

I looked at the third Lord Yan. He was lying to me. Does he know my resentment against Li'an and yuncaier?

However, his joy came from his heart, which was by no means false.

I want to ask, but how can I ask a woman.

I still drank the wine in my cup in silence, but in my heart, the river waves and waves started a thousand layers of snow.

"I don't know. I'm really not determined. I found that cai'er couldn't move until I got up early." the third Lord Yan said with a ashamed face. "By the way, I'm leaving. I'm going to take her to the post house. It's impossible to stay in the prime minister's residence. People will gossip for a long time."

I don't know what to say. This paragraph he added confirmed to me that everything in the bamboo forest was just my illusory dream. It turned out that everything was fake and everything was a play.

The third Lord Yan left. I looked at his back. He was still tall and straight, but he was no longer lonely. It turned out that his state of mind could write a person's sadness and joy.

Chongqin replied again that as before, I drank the wine alone, but I had a feeling of not getting drunk. My mind was still clear. I was wrong about him.

And Lian, why doesn't he ever explain to me? He just let me doubt him and suspect him. I even refused his request to marry me in front of everyone in the prime minister's house.

I'm so stupid. My distrust makes me miss everything with him.

The original life, is because of this many missed and added some helplessness, or surprise.

The sweetness of the wine made my whole body unbearably hot. I went to the window and looked at the railing. All kinds of things in my memory came on stage again. I guessed the source of all this, who caused this illusion, and who made me miss my love with Li'an

The sweetness of the wine made my whole body unbearably hot. I went to the window and looked at the railing. All kinds of things in my memory came on stage again. I guessed the source of all this, who caused this illusion, and who made me miss my love with Li'an

The more I drink, the more I want to get drunk. There is a fire in my heart, and even let me forget my baby.

Lian.

Turdan.

Two equally handsome faces appeared alternately in front of me, one crazy and evil, and the other refined. When I found that I had wronged Li'an, my heart was helpless to regret, but it was too late to regret. I missed him, but I wrote another life.

But what is the truth? Why did that scene appear so lifelike in front of me, carrying a wine bottle, I staggered towards my former home.

The rain is still falling, but I don't know where my oil paper umbrella is floating. A sip of wine and a section of road. Why is the prime minister's residence so far away from me

In front of the door, I held the stone lion. The lion once had Li'an's blood on his head. In order to escort me to Balu stab, he didn't hesitate to bump into the stone lion and touch the slippery cold, as if the blood was still splashing

"What's the matter with you, miss?"

"Miss, come into the house."

"Miss, you are wet in the rain."

A servant called me and wanted to pull me into the prime minister's house. As soon as I raised my arm, I pushed them away, "say, where is manager Li?"

"Miss, let's talk about it in the house."

I laugh. Am I drunk? I can still feel the cold on me. Every moment when the raindrops slide gently along my cheeks, it seems that they are singing an eternal song of love.

I don't understand why? Why did Li'an perform that play, which would make me believe that he was true to yuncaier and let me put down everything to get married, but I married turdan, am I happy? I lost my baby.

Losing Fang Zhi, even now he takes a hundred hearts to treat me sincerely, I still have some resentment, as well as my sister, whose character is your heart, please don't struggle for two men like me at this time.

Is your father aware of your existence?

Ask again, in fact, I already know that maybe I really don't like Miss 17 in the prime minister's house, because my father has never mentioned his character in front of me and that I once had a sister.

I don't believe any Xiangshi or evil words. I just want to separate my mother from my sister.

Whose heart is this, so cruel, but why did I think clearly at this moment? It turned out that my mother and sister were abandoned by a man in this world.

Does my mother stay in the prime minister's residence sadly to preserve my existence? At this moment, I really want to fly back to baruchi. I want to shake my mother's shoulder and let her tell me what happened

I fell down and was covered with mud, but I still smiled sadly and helplessly

"Miss, manager Li has entered the palace."

"Why does he want to enter the palace?" my father in the prime minister's house. Isn't he ill? He doesn't rule, what does Lian do?

"This morning, the palace issued an order to make manager Li the guard manager of the palace."

"So, is he back today?" I see. He hid clean.

"This, this slave doesn't know, but..." it seems that I'm in a hurry. The servant hesitated and dared not go on.

"But you, speak quickly." my temper can't be compared with that six years ago. I don't know who made me have such a bad temper.

"When manager Li left, he had taken Yiying's belongings and clothes. It is estimated that he will not come back in a moment and a half." the servant finally said that he was not afraid of death.

"OK, I'll go to the palace, too."

Turned to the opposite direction of the prime minister's residence, but the servants couldn't stop shouting: "Miss, you can't enter the palace without the holy oracle."

I don't care. I just want to enter the palace. I want Li an to tell me what the play was for.

I guess it must have something to do with Mrs. nine, but the guess is just a guess. I can't prove that my father only protects Mrs. nine, and Li an tolerates her existence within five years after returning to the prime minister's residence. Is it her father or Li an who has any control over her?

The more you think about it, the more you think about it, the more unwilling you are. The cool rain sprinkles on you. I'm wet and muddy. The wine in the wine pot has been drained, but it still exists in your body with the wine, so that I won't be cold.

Step by step, I went to the palace, which was divided into three gates: the main gate, the east gate and the west gate. I remember that the only time I came was the main gate. That was when I entered the palace, which decided my fate in this life and my next marriage to turdan.

I don't know why Miss Yun, who is galloping across the grassland, is so down and helpless at this moment, but I really want to know why Li'an chose me and him

Who's wrong?

Me?

Is he?

There are bodyguards in coir raincoats at the gate of the palace. They stand neatly at the gate as if they were statues. I walk through the gate one by one. I know they won't let me in. If they go in, they will be punished for their dereliction of duty.