"If you give it away, accept it. Deal with it how you love it! I'm tired."

She is really tired.

Originally, those fragmentary clues and extended worries were enough to keep her busy. Now, with the addition of his matters, her already tired heart experienced different changes. Sometimes,

, even getting emotional because of him. Just like just now, I couldn't control it.

She doesn't like herself like this, she even hates herself like this.

"Qing Qing!" Ling Zihan wanted to break away from him, but he held her tighter and tighter, so strong that he almost crushed her ribs. "Ling Zihan, stay here!"

She won't be able to listen to anything I explain to her now. Moreover, this place is not a place for talking. Some relatively private matters are not allowed to be heard by the few people in the car and the surrounding secret guards.

"She is your unmarried woman, how can I keep her here?" After a pause, Ling Zihan stopped struggling. She just turned her face away and looked in the direction of the car curtain. I wonder if Xuanyuan Qian was afraid of embarrassing them.

It was probably because something had happened to Liu Yun, so she remained silent. She lowered her head, and her deep laughter shook her chest. Xuanyuan Huang, who was strangling her, could clearly feel that her thin body was

She trembled slightly. Her low and hoarse voice was different from the clear spirit before. She slipped out word by word, extremely clear, "I forgot that I haven't congratulated the prince yet. I heard that my eldest sister Ling Hui is pregnant."

As for Miss Wang, one of the famous figures in the capital who wanted to ruin the prince's identity, she has also been rectified. Now, the prince no longer has any worries, so just let go of whatever you want to do!"

Lifting her feet and swinging her sleeves, Ling Zihan gritted her teeth and insisted on using her injured hand to hit Xuanyuan Huang on the waist. Xuanyuan Huang was afraid that her old wounds would be inflicted with new injuries and the damage would be more serious, so he let go of her and stepped back.

He took one step, but carefully avoided the hand on her hand, and lifted her arm.

To say you are not angry would be a lie.

No man will ever see his wife and a man disheveled again. Especially when another man sees them, he rushes to show his attentiveness to his wife, which is even more intolerable. And Xuanyuan Huang's

His concentration was pretty good. To put it bluntly, he loved her and tried hard to convince himself to believe her. Another reason was also because of her injuries and his own guilty conscience.

All the emotions merged into a low scolding, "Ling Zihan, that's enough!"

"Ninth brother, you've had enough of your nonsense!" A voice came from inside the curtain, and a corner of the curtain rolled up, and then the tall figure walked out of it. It was Xuanyuan Qian, and he was still holding the clothes in his arms.

The figure of a woman is like flowing clouds.

Xuanyuan Qian bowed and walked out of the carriage. He raised his head and looked at Xuanyuan Huang, who was standing in the carriage and holding Ling Zihan's arm. No, perhaps it could be said that his gesture was not holding, but pinching.

"Let go of her hand, you will only make her hurt more." Rose-colored eyes flashed with layers of ripples. Under the gentle illusion, there was a naked hostility hidden in surprise. Xuanyuan Huang's eyes were locked on her wrist.

The palm of my hand opened my mouth immediately, still gentle and gentle, but every word melted into one.

The irresistible pressure - "I think you are the one who should calm down. Ninth brother, I will take Han'er back to the palace first. You wait until her mood stabilizes tomorrow before picking her up. The first snow has fallen, and there will be something in the palace tomorrow."

You can’t go to the banquet in such a tense manner, calm down and calm down.”

After saying that, he handed Liuyun in his arms to Qiao Yang who came back. In Qiao Yang's surprised and seemingly frightened eyes, he reached out and grabbed Ling Zihan, raising the corner of his mouth with a gentle smile that seemed to be able to twist

Izuku's dimple said, "Han'er, let's go home."

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Chapter completed!