Xue Huaijian chuckled lightly and walked out of the door with Taiwei in his arms. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This road, when Taiwei came, was blindfolded, and he only knew how far and around, but he didn't know how far he had gone and how long he had walked.

The mansion of the Marquis of Yongding was bigger and more elaborate than she imagined. There is also a cave in the house. Xue Huaijian took her and did not go to the light of day. He just walked from room to room, through curtain after curtain, leading her to another unknown place.

He didn't recognize her.

He didn't have to care if she lived or died.

Taiwei knew that he was different from Yang Jue, but at this time, Xue Huaijian was a little different from Yang Jue, but she didn't dare to assert for sure. The person in her memory was Xue Huaijian many years later.

Now he is still the commander of the Zhenyi Division.

He and Huo Linchun, the overseer of Dongchang, are known as the double evils by the world.

One was arrested and the other was interrogated and tortured, and they were all in causal and murderous.

None of these two people are good.

Before Taiwei left home in her previous life, she had never seen Xue Huaijian, but she had heard countless rumors about him, each of which was terrifying, and every one was terrifying.

At that time, she never thought that she would know him one day, just like today, before she saw him, she never thought that she would see him again.

Obviously, I said it decisively.

Never again.

Taiwei's heart was so confused that she didn't have any strength at all. Her hands were still hanging around his neck, and her head was resting on his shoulders.

All this, in a trance, is like going back to the past.

That is unattainable—the past or the future.

She couldn't tell the difference, and she couldn't figure it out.

God let her live again, but it really doesn't look like a good deed, but it looks like a cultivation. Forcing her to go on the road, forcing her to move forward, forcing her to remember the past one by one and chew it repeatedly.

Her heart was cut open and closed again.

The top is scarred, and the old is fresh.

She was so desperate that she wanted to forget everything.

The eye sockets are too slight and begin to redness uncontrollably. She held back her tears little by little. It's not time to cry, it's far from the time to cry.

Her mind was in turmoil, but her consciousness was clearer than usual. If she was still two points sure that she could subdue Yang Jue when he was unprepared, then now, facing Xue Huaijian, she was not sure at all.

In terms of fists and feet, she can't beat him.

In terms of deep thoughts, she can't compare to him.

In terms of ruthlessness, she is not as good as him.

She wanted to go toe-to-toe with him, but she wouldn't have a chance of winning. All she can do right now is stay calm and improvise. Time kept passing, and Taiwei pinched his fingers to calculate the hour.

When she and Qi Mo went out, it was already afternoon.

After arriving at the Yongding Marquis's Mansion, they were led to the garden, and it took a lot of time. After entering the garden, sit down, eat tea, listen to the play, talk, and release the paper kites...... Counting the amount of work she spent looking for Qi Mo, this should be close to being corrected.

It stands to reason that the girls who went to the banquet should go home before dark. But this flower-viewing banquet in the Yongding Marquis Mansion is extraordinary, and it can't be inferred from common sense.

Yang Jue and others, if they dare to be so unscrupulous, they must have no fear.

Are they calculating, and those girls don't dare to make trouble on the table, or do they think about it, and they don't dare to say more? After all, any of them are from prominent families.

The father and brother of this group of people followed Emperor Jianyang all the way from the Xia Kingdom, fought for several years, and worked hard, not to mention that they will remain in history, but they must have a place in Emperor Jianyang's heart.

They relied on the shadow of their family, eating, drinking and having fun, and they didn't take the daughters of their group of Xiangguo people into their eyes at all.

I'm afraid that if there is a fuss, most of those people will give their daughters to them.

What can the more fierce ones do?

The sword of Emperor Jianyang is still hanging over the heads of the former ministers of the previous dynasty. Those who have integrity and refuse to submit to him have long since died. Those who are still alive now, enjoying wealth and wealth, are all so-called people who know the times.

Just like her dad.

Flattery.

And the corpse she had bumpered with earlier was clearly a prostitute. Such a gorgeous nail color is not something that every daughter will paint.

Yang Jue and others, in the absurdity, still have inconspicuous restraint-

It's disgusting, and I'm glad I feel like that.

Anyway, they didn't kill them.

None of those girls could resist like her. Their struggles, in the eyes of Yang Jue and others, are just fun.

So Yang Jue didn't kill them.

Taiwei was thinking about countermeasures in a mixed mind, she escaped from Yang Jue's hands, how could she escape from Xue Huaijian? She pondered and recalled repeatedly, trying to find out the slightest loophole.

Finally, she called out in a hoarse voice, "Commander Xue."

Xue Huaijian had already carried her into a fighting room.

The room was small, and it was completely different from the extravagance and magnificence of the room just now.

He threw her on the beauty couch and looked at her with no big expression: "Huh?"

Tai looked at his expression slightly, and said after considering the words: "You obviously don't like me, then ......"

"Who said I didn't like you?" Xue Huaijian sat on the rosewood chair in front of her, indifferently interrupting her.

The remaining half of Taiwei's mouth, "Then we might as well make a deal", swallowed it back.

She's going to live.

Now that she's back, she can't throw her life away so easily.

In the face of Yang Jue, she didn't dare to take off her clothes, and in the face of Xue Huaijian, she dared.

She sat on the beauty couch, pressed her hands on the edge of the couch, leaned forward slightly, looked at his face and said, "Whatever you want, I can make you wish, as long as you promise me peace afterwards, let me go." ”

The girl's eyes are like a pool of spring water, clean and translucent.

Her words were like demagoguery.

Like a goblin, luring pedestrians.

However, Xue Huaijian looked at her steadily, and suddenly stretched out a finger, pointed at her eyebrows, and pushed her face back: "What's it called?"

"It's too little. ”

"Taiwei is one of the three walls, located in the south of the Beidou, is the name of the star official, and the power is located. The girl's family is called this, but it's very unusual. ”

He asked, "Where do you live?"

Taiwei lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes: "Wanfu Lane Qi family." ”

This is the question of the prisoner.

These questions, she lied, and there was no point.

After hearing this, he chuckled lightly and said, "It turned out to be Jing Ningbo's daughter." He added, "Jing Ningbo seems to have a preference for you, and he actually chose such a name for you." ”

As he spoke, his fingers slid gently down her brow bone, down her jaw.