Song Yunqian sighed for a long time, "if this king is also your plague, then this king is also honored."

Wen Yi is a little confused. What does this sentence mean? She is suddenly very melancholy. She won't really fall in love with him, will she?

Isn't she stamping her feet with warmth, "Who says you are humble? Where am I noble? Everyone is human, with the same status and identity. Do I have more arms than you? I don't care. I'm not so easy to bully. I'm polite to her in the past, but I don't want her to embarrass you. It doesn't mean I'm afraid of her. Besides, I ordered you to lie in my bed. If the rules of the palace are like this, I'll be punished I'm not you. If she wants to hit me, she'll hit me. She clearly knows she can't hit me. She's angry with you. How can I make you suffer for nothing? "

When Xiaoju heard the speech, she was moved to tears and dragged Wen Yi to say: "the princess treats Xiaoju so much. Xiaoju doesn't feel bitter even if she suffers much pain. However, she won't fight if she doesn't fight. If the relationship between the prince and the princess is broken again because of this, it's Xiaoju's sin. Xiaoju will die of guilt."

Wen Xiaoju cried with tears, and her little face was even more miserable. At her age, she was a junior high school student in modern times. She should be loved by others. Now she has to be wronged and beaten by her side. She just feels that she can't swallow and spit in one breath.

At present, seeking revenge is not the most important thing. It's important to comfort Xiaoju so that she won't be branded by her heart. She sighed and said, "in the future, if I'm not in the house and she wants to come to trouble you, you'll close the door. If you don't come out, there's something waiting for me to deal with. Look at you being beaten like this, I'm very uncomfortable."

Xiaoju cried and said, "princess, you are very kind to Xiaoju."

Wen Yi held her firmly and said, "everyone in Zhiyi Pavilion, even the sweeping girl, is a person in my place. No one can bully."

Those girls stood behind Wen Yi, all moved and awed.

After persuading Xiaoju to go back, Wen Yi lay in bed and felt more and more uncomfortable. Anyway, if Yang luofan hated her and beat her, why beat a child? Xiaoju is only 15 years old and half a child.

She got up. There was no one outside the door to watch the night. Because she didn't allow it, she usually just watched until midnight and went to bed.

She opened the door quietly and crept out.

Out of Zhiyi Pavilion, she almost flew all the way to Yang luofan's Feiling Pavilion.

The lights in Feiling pavilion are dim. I think Yang luofan has fallen asleep. She rushes in. The night watchman sees her rushing in and hurried forward to stop her. She kicks open the bedroom door and angrily says, "Yang luofan, get out!"

The people hurried in with lights, and the light suddenly filled the whole room.

The wheelchair she gave song Yunqian came into sight first.

She was stunned and her hands and feet were cold!

When the curtain was lifted, a familiar face appeared behind the curtain. He was only wearing white bedclothes, half exposed his chest, and his eyes were as bright as electricity. When he looked at the face of Qinglai, he was stunned and said, "what are you doing here so late?"

Wenyi only felt that a heat wave rushed into her eyes. She couldn't control the consternation in her eyes and hide the shock of her face. Her lips trembled slightly, and her anger turned into sadness.

Tonight, the things that have been tangled up have already had the answer.

Really, it was a plague. He was really a plague to her.

Yang luofan got up in his clothes and went down with a green silk shawl. He was a little messy, but he added a bit of charm. His clothes were slightly opened, revealing a beautiful clavicle and a belt without a belly pocket. He had all kinds of amorous feelings, but he looked at her in confusion. He seemed to be stunned by this change.

On the bed, there was a mess, and the ambiguous and erotic atmosphere of love filled the whole room. You don't have to think about it, but you also know what happened here.

The heart was like a needle. It hurt so much that she couldn't breathe for a moment. With the heartache, the wound on her leg began to hurt sharply and almost couldn't stand stably. The wound that hadn't hurt much from the beginning was no match for the pain in her heart.

She turned embarrassed and just wanted to escape here as soon as possible. She was afraid to stay for a while and didn't know what she would do.

She ran out in one breath and ran far away. She sat in the courtyard, panting. What she had just seen hit her head one after another, making her head almost explode. She knew that even if her legs were not working, it was still possible to do that.

It took her a long time to calm down. What does she care about all this? People are husband and wife, it's natural for them to do the rites of the Duke of Zhou, and they will have children in the future. She has always been the redundant person, always.

However, he had Yang luofan in his heart and shouldn't have provoked her. She was so stupid that she lost her mind all night for a kiss. But can you blame him? She also knew that they really loved each other, but she showed her kindness foolishly. The first thing to blame was that she couldn't control her own heart.

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