How can it be...... How can it be...... How can it be like this......

Sheng Jingchen stumbled to his feet, and looked back at the mighty procession of relatives like a soulless puppet.

"At the beginning of my life, I ...... Can't do it......"

I can't watch you walk towards others......

The sedan chair was forced to stop by Sheng Jingchen again, and this time before she could react, the sedan curtain had been lifted by him.

"Sheng Jingchen, what are you doing?" she grabbed the hijab off her head, and glared at him sharply with reddish eyes.

"Come with me. He grabbed her hand without saying anything.

His strength was immense, and the pain in her wrist made her frown.

Seeing that Shen Qingyu was pulled out of the sedan chair by Sheng Jingchen, Meng Fu's heart tightened and he was about to stop it.

But there was a sharp and majestic voice.

"Stinky boy, you let Ben Hou go. ”

Sheng Jingchen's body stiffened slightly, and when he raised his eyes, it was his grandfather who was extremely angry.

He held her hand tightly like a child, and his reddish eyes were full of stubbornness.

"No!"

He can't let go, he can't ............

For his disobedience, the old marquis's face was completely black, but there was a little imperceptible distress between his eyebrows and eyes.

He had long heard Uncle Wang say that his grandson from Hu Tianhai had fallen in love with the young lady of Mofu, and at first he only thought that he was playing on a whim, but how did he know that he could do so much for this young lady of Mofu......

But now that he has a marriage contract with Xiao Mansion, it's just that he has nothing to blame for having a relationship with this eldest daughter of Mo Mansion......

The old marquis looked at his stubborn grandson, and said with an angry face: "If you don't let go, you won't step into the gate of the Sheng Mansion in the future. ”

Sheng Jingchen pursed her pale lips tightly, and was silent for a moment, and the strength of her wrist tightened inch by inch.

His eyes were full of struggle and pain............

She looked at his figure fixedly, and the hot heart seemed to hurt more than the pain in her wrist.

At the moment when he pulled her out of the sedan chair, she was even thinking that it would be like this! Let him go, and indulge herself in her willfulness once, but the world was spinning, and the tide that almost wanted to drown her reason receded, and she knew that she had never been willful in her life............

Sheng Jingchen, he deserves a better girl, what qualifications does she have? She will only pull him down from the catastrophe, he is the minister of Dayan, and what she wants to do is to subvert the entire Dayan............

"Sheng Jingchen, if you insist on this, you and I will be cut off from now on. ”

The voice behind him shattered the struggling heart, and he stiffened his head to look at her deeply.

If the words of the old marquis made him struggle to measure, her words drove him into the abyss......

Hehe...... Grace and righteousness...... What a sentence of gratitude...... He never knew she could be so ruthless............

The rain fell without warning............

Obviously his vision was blurred by the rain, but she could clearly see that his heart was like ashes............

Sheng Jingchen, I'm sorry............

Little by little, she broke free from his hand, and it rained so hard that even if tears rained down, no one would notice it............

Without glancing at him, she resolutely turned around and got into the sedan chair.

His hands were in the air, always holding her.

Her sedan chair passed by, as if he had lost all support, his body went limp, he fell to the ground, the rain was blowing in his face, he closed his eyes, and suddenly let out a low roar............

The heart is like a knife, and it turns out that it is nothing more than that............

She clutched the red hijab in her hand with white bones, and listened to the heart-wrenching roar, and tears fell silently............

The rain was pouring down, Meng Fu silently looked back at Sheng Jingchen who was lying on the ground, and sighed silently............

Xiao Mansion, Bamboo Courtyard.

The wax-fired plum blossoms were knocked down by the sudden rain and fell all over the ground, Xiao Chengyu stood under the corridor, the eyes of the ancient well without waves reflected the sky of the heavy rain, and the handsome and boundless face was not happy and angry.

"Master, when the time comes, Miss Nianchu will not follow Sheng ......"

Before Yun Zheng finished speaking, a young man in Tsing Yi ran in against the heavy rain.

"Shizi, the sedan chair has arrived. ”

Yun Zheng was overjoyed, and his tight heart instantly relaxed, fortunately......

The man's quiet eyes swelled for a moment, and the corners of his mouth almost invisibly hooked up a trace of curvature............

Today's Xiao Mansion guests are full of people, the original wedding dress was soaked by the rain, and it was already impossible to wear, and after changing the dry outfit, it seemed that nothing had happened and was on the right track.

Shen Qingyu didn't know how he completed the three prostrations.

Suddenly, he had already walked from the noisy main hall to the silent bamboo courtyard.

"Miss. ”

Meng Fu's voice disrupted his thoughts, and the young man's face gradually faded away like ink, and a strange and quiet courtyard appeared in front of him.

A purple bamboo forest, a plum tree is planted under the corner of the wall, and the rainwater falls on the green tile roof and falls down along the corridor, and the rain-stained bluegrass swaying slightly with the wind from time to time.

"Seventy-seven!"

The sound of rain was mixed with a crisp voice, and suddenly it spread.

Shen Qingyu raised his eyes, and in the rain, the dexterous woman was standing outside the courtyard gate with joy.

The woman was as she remembered it, but her eyebrows seemed to be a little less agile.

Yaoyao!

She thought that Gu Nanxun was just making her happy, but she never thought that he really took Yaoyao to Chang'an......

Mu Yao stood at the gate of the courtyard with an umbrella, only the woman standing under the corridor in her eyes, the woman with a phoenix crown and a xiaxia veil, her originally beautiful face became extremely beautiful under the decoration of fat powder, but it was supposed to be a joyful day, but the woman was full of melancholy and sadness.

One year, it turns out that not only she has changed this year, but Ye Xiaoqi, who is free and easy in Xianyang City, has also changed......

The red candles flickered, reflecting the joy of the room.

The two sat opposite each other, and on the round table covered with red silk, there were red dates, peanuts and other things that meant "early birth of a noble son......

"Yaoyao, in the past year, you have ...... Are you alright?"

Hearing this, Mu Yao smiled bitterly: "It's okay, what about you?"

Seeing this, Shen Qingyu's heart was pinched together for no reason.

"Isn't it Gu Nan...... Gu Gongzi treats you badly?" She forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart and asked word by word.

Gu Nanxun, who killed a thousand knives, didn't he say that Yaoyao was doing well in the first village in the world? Since she was doing well, how could she show such a look?

As he said at the beginning, he would do his best to give her whatever she wanted, but he couldn't always be by her side.

What's the use of guarding that room with gold, silver, and jewelry? What she wants is just one of him, but in the end it becomes a luxury.

She didn't know when he had become indifferent to her.

Now that I think about it, since she left Xianyang and went to the first village in the world, he has changed, no...... Maybe he was just fresh to her from the beginning, and after the freshness passed, she naturally became an ornament............

Suppressing the bitterness in her heart, she shook her head and smiled very brightly: "Oh, how could it be? Nanxun is good to me, you don't know, every day is the delicacies of the mountains and seas to coax me." ”

As meticulous as her, no matter how well she disguised herself, she could see a few wisps of bitterness from her eyes.

In fact, from the time Gu Nanxun intended to get close to Yaoyao, she had a feeling that Gu Nanxun seemed to be missing another person just through Yaoyao, and in the accident of going to Liujiazhuang, she was even more sure of this idea.

In Gu Nanxun's heart, Yaoyao is just a substitute for others, but ...... But from what position did she take to clarify this fact? It was she who chose to be in cahoots with Gu Nanxun in a single thought, and it was she who personally sent her into this situation............

One wrong step, one wrong step, if she can come, what can she do? If she doesn't collude with Gu Nanxun, I'm afraid that Xianyang has already become her burial place......

But pulling Yaoyao in is something she doesn't want to see, and she doesn't want to see it............

But Yaoyao ...... How am I going to tell you............

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