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No matter how rational she is, Ling Zihan cannot remain absolutely clear-headed on this kind of issue. If she can still analyze and judge rationally, it can only prove that he is just a pawn to her, not a pawn.

The man in love.

For the first time, she felt useless.

Perhaps, as Qiao Yang and the others said, she was destined to endure this if she chose a path she would never have chosen before.

But these came so quickly that she had no time to prepare. The last moment she seemed to be immersed in the dream-like love they had made up for each other, but now they were sinking into a forbidden place like an abyss. Just one sentence was all it took.

Easily broken, the bond they thought was strong between them was as fragile as porcelain...

"Qing Qing," Xuanyuan Huang shook off the woman in blue, almost roughly, and desperately pulled on his train. He jumped directly onto the carriage and stretched out his hand to pull Ling Zihan, "Follow me, it's already very late, there's trouble.

It's been so long, it's time for you to go home and rest."

The wound was shattered by the shock, and Ling Zihan's back stiffened in pain. She tried her best to hold back the trembling, snorted, and raised her eyebrows with disdain, looking at Xuanyuan Huang's evil look that could not hide the depression. The corners of her eyes flashed.

There was a hint of contempt, followed by a cold sneer, "Noisy? Xuanyuanhuang, it's only half a day, I've only been away for half a day. Could it be that this

In a short time, I have become a woman who is unruly and filthy in your eyes! Don’t forget, I told you before, I will not stand behind you, I am not the kind of woman who only cares about her husband and raises her children.

The person who stays alone in the boudoir, waiting for you to come back! If you can make such a thing in a long time, what will happen in the future? "

"Qingqing, stop making trouble. If anything happens, go back and tell us."

"Where are you going? Back to your mansion! You also said that it is your mansion, it is your mansion." And what she wants is home.

Everything is fake, the wedding vows, the wedding agreements, yesterday's loving oaths, in the end, the promise to never let go becomes, I won't let you go, and I won't let anyone else... Whether, men all

Is that so? Once you get it, you won’t feel so attracted. Even he, this man she once thought was different, is the same? It’s the same, right?

The problems piled up on each other are like the sparks that arise during love. However, the friction at this time is not about pleasure, but about hurting each other and accusing each other, one is silent and the other is complaining.

Even though there is mutual feeling mixed in, at this moment they cannot understand it at all.

There are too many things that are hidden from each other. In the end, those so-called protections for each other become a dull, painful tumor in the heart. If it is not removed, it will only become more and more painful. In the end, it will either be judged as benign, or it will worsen and become cancerous——

"My cousin once publicly selected a concubine for my cousin's castle. It was a big deal and everyone heard about it. Why, now she is so jealous of me, my cousin? Haha, my cousin and I have been engaged in marriage since we were young.

Like the cousin, the same as the prince’s...!"

Seeing Xuanyuan Huang's kindness to Ling Zihan, the deep love hidden in his eyes as vast as the starry sky, the tenderness he had never shown to others, but he was pouring out to Ling Zihan, all of this made her

Jealousy, crazy jealousy. Courage, born of jealousy

, relying on the support of someone behind her, the woman in blue also stiffened her waist. The roundabout sarcasm turned into the most practical sharp blade, stabbing Ling Zihan in the chest with words. Little did he know that this knife actually made Ling Zihan

Han sobered up a lot.

"Miss Mu, the only people who can call this concubine my wife are the children of the Xuanyuan family who are married to distant princesses, and the only remaining ones are the nephews and nephews of the late empress. Who do you think you are?" Smiling, the corners of the eyes and brows rising.

There was a faint hint of coldness in her majesty. The charming gentleness added a bit of contempt to his coquettish eyes. It was not a provocation, but a calm indifference in the face of provocation. She used the most arrogant method to declare everything.

inequality.

But Miss Mu didn't seem to understand, and continued to provoke, "In front of my cousin, Jiaxiang is very humble. She is just a daughter of an official family, and is not as noble as my cousin's first-class princess. But if she is in front of you, Ling Zihan,

We...can't even say who is nobler than who!"

"Really? The daughter of Mrs. Guo is comparable to a princess. I am also the adopted daughter of the King of Beiyan. Although the princess of Beiyan is not as noble as the princess of the Western Dynasty, it is not your turn to bully her." Her eyes never changed.

Falling on the face of the spoiled girl of the Mu family, Ling Zihan's neglect was not just neglect, but pressure. Her voice fell, and she was sarcastic, as if she was saying with self-deprecation: "I really shouldn't be talking to a kid like you.

Care about it, huh..."

"You! How old are you? Who are you to call a child? I'm a month older than you!"

"Only children can compare status. It's so boring." And she had just done something boring. Ling Zihan shrugged, glanced at Qiao Yang, who had been staring at her, and said in a deep voice: "

Qiao Yang, throw this woman out of here."

Qiao Yang felt that Ling Zihan and Xuanyuan Huang should be given a space to have a good talk. So he bowed, took the Mu family's daughter's collar, and chased after her regardless of how the maid behind her screamed, speeding up her pace.

of general

She led the crowd out. But when passing by Xuanyuan Huang, he reached out and patted Xuanyuan Huang's shoulder, and said in a very soft voice in his ear, "Ghost Sword, if you can't forgive her, just wait to become

The most intoxicating person in the martial arts world!"

A low sneer flashed across Xuanyuan Huang's ears, followed immediately by Mu Jiaxiang's coquettish scolding, "You bitch slave, how dare you touch this girl! Do you know who I am? I am your mistress."

A virgin concubine, this girl is..."

The sound gradually faded away. Surrounded by silence, shadow-like secret guards acted as stone pillars, holding torches, each occupying one side. Apart from the sizzling sound of the torches, the only sound left was the sound of leaves falling and branches swaying.

.Occasionally, a gust of cold wind swept across, raising flakes of snow and blowing towards my face.

"Qingqing, things are not what you think. I have nothing to do with her, do you believe it?"

"I believe it. I believe everything you say."

Xuanyuan Huang broke the silence of the stalemate between the two, and Ling Zihan blurted out almost without thinking. But there was not much "firmness" in what she said. It only made people feel that there was a faintness in the words.

The lonely chill.

He actually felt disappointment from this gentle tone.

"Qingqing, I can explain."

"Then, let me explain first, why did you send someone to stop me? You also seriously injured Daukou." Ling Zihan was unexpectedly calm and calmly stated the facts he wanted to hide. At the same time, he also said the words he wanted to hide.

out, "I thought

, I can hold on longer, but I really can't convince myself to face the scheming person next to me." Seeing him frown, Ling Zihan said something like a bombshell, and she pointed at the bag on his waist.

Sachet, said lightly: "

This was the only time I sewed something by myself. Every stitch and stitch was unexpected, but in the end, it turned out to be a bargaining chip for ruining my life. There, you replaced the fruity woody fragrance in the fragrant button with rosemary slices and platycodon.

Jasmine. These things,

It won't hurt you if you smell it, but you underestimate my research on spices. Although rosemary is hard to find, I at least know that rosemary promotes blood circulation and can regulate menstruation and benefit blood. If you are pregnant,

If you use it, you may have a miscarriage."

Xuanyuan Huang clenched his fists. Unexpectedly, she could detect the blended and modified scent. It seemed that he really underestimated her, but she really misunderstood him. Using these things, she would definitely

It's not that I want to hurt her, but that I don't want children for the time being.

During the period when she was ill, Zi Chen once reminded him that Ling Zihan's system was not suitable for having children in the short term.

This fragrance was meant for Zi Chen, and in order to prevent her from having any doubts, he never said it. Now, it has become their own distance, causing them to become estranged from each other.

"Why don't you speak? I don't deserve to have your child!" Ling Zihan sneered, waved her hand away, and whispered: "Whoever you love is worthy of your child, let him have it.

Miss, I won’t accompany you anymore. Tell me to Lord Long Live, Zihan understands, no matter what happens, you are a royal nobleman, and having three wives and four concubines is your responsibility for reproduction, and this fact cannot be changed."

The pure white snow and scarlet eyes were particularly dazzling in the night. And those harsh words were like a sword with a cold light, piercing Xuanyuan Huang's heart.

They are hurting each other, one is doing it openly and the other is doing it secretly.

In the past, relying on Xuanyuan Huang's character, he should have knocked her out and resisted, or turned around and left her to leave. But this time, he stood still, his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, his eyes were as cold as heart.

Trembling suddenly, flashing with nervousness and panic.

And at the place where he was staring, the thin snow that had fallen had already melted into water, but there was a touch of blood red on the water. The blood was like flowers, spreading out layer by layer in the direction of the water droplets. As the snowflakes continued to fall, the blood red

The blood drops become clearer.

He probably moved his hand too hard and opened the wound.

Xuanyuan Huang regretted and became angry because she didn't cherish him. With his chest heaving, he stepped forward and held Ling Zihan's arm, suppressing her so that she could not move. He quickly lifted her sleeves and wrapped them around her.

The arms covered with cloth are whiter than snow. That color is called pale.

"What's going on! Ling Zihan, is this the love you promised me to cherish yourself?"

"You don't have to worry about my affairs. Xuanyuan Huang, you have no qualifications to speak against me, no qualifications at all!"

The moment Ling Zihan screamed in pain, she heard a "stab" and the sound of brocade tearing in her ears.

In front of him, Xuanyuan Huang, whose face turned completely cold, tore off her coat, pulled off a few pieces of soft cloth from the snow-white middle coat, took out the golden sore medicine, and untied the original strip of cloth on her wound.

Even though I am anxious, I am still careful in my actions.

He was cautious, fearing that the adhesion of the wound would hurt her. When he sprinkled the powder on the wound and bandaged it skillfully, his movements were like flowing water, and he did it in one go. But during the whole process, he did not say another word, probably because of her words.

It's chilling.

Ling Zihan looked at him blankly, really unable to tell what kind of guy this man in front of her was. He was good to her, always supported her, did not cherish her, and carefully protected her. But sometimes, what he did

What she did made her unable to judge whether it was good or bad.

For example, his obstruction, such as the sachet, such as... the cousin named above. Oh no, maybe she is the first concubine after her, and she may also become her equal with the support of the Mu family.

princess.

"Ouch," Ling Zihan's forehead was lightly flicked by Xuanyuan Huang while her mind was running wildly.

"Stop thinking nonsense, Qingqing, come back to your house with me. You calm down and listen to my explanation. I can explain whatever you want to know. As for that woman, I don't know her. I only know that she is from the Imperial Concubine's faction this afternoon.

Someone sent it to the house..."
To be continued...