The nine volumes of Buddhist scriptures sent her old friend to the earth for peace, and as Mu Zhijun's wife, she may not want to do her filial piety in front of the old man's grave, so this is also considered a double world. Watch the latest chapters and go online【】

Because of the Cen family's funeral, the suburban road was blocked, and it looked extremely deserted.

Jian Yiyun sat in the back seat of the car, watching the scenery on both sides of the road retreat as quickly as a white horse passing through a gap, but her heart was tightly tangled in a clump of worry.

Whether she can leave safely is still to say, when Mu Zhijun finds out that she has fled, basically Wen Youheng and Lin Haoran's good days are over.

I didn't have time to think about it too suddenly just now, but now that I calmed down, I was shocked into a cold sweat.

Mu Zhijun is not a soft-hearted master!

She wants to go, but, can she be so selfish?

In exchange for her own freedom for the safety of those who genuinely care about her......

She remembered that she fled from Jiangzhou to Zhuzhou last year, and shouted in a panic: "The driver turned around!"

Careless.

It was she who was sloppy.

Even if you have to go, it's not like that.

"Miss Jane, Mr. Wen has ordered, be sure to send you to the dock. The driver said stubbornly.

"I said U-turn. ”

"Miss Jane, I'm embarrassed by you like this......"

Before the driver's voice fell, the car had already called the light card at the intersection in front to stop it.

The two people in the car both looked stiff.

The man standing at the front of the traffic police is not Mu Zhijun's right-hand man?

Jian Yiyun never expected He Muze to appear here, she was really stunned for a moment, and when she reacted, she broke out in a cold sweat.

There is no doubt that Mu Zhijun sent him, that is, her every move was under Mu Zhijun's surveillance from the beginning.

She curled the corners of her mouth in self-deprecation.

Indeed, what can she hide from Mu Zhijun? How could Sun Wukong escape from the palm of the Buddha? It was her wishful thinking.

"Madame, please get out of the car. ”

He Muze respectfully stepped forward and opened her car door, as if nothing had happened, pointing to the black car parked on the side of the road not far away.

"Miss Jane......"

The driver shouted tremblingly.

"It's okay, you go back first. ”

Jian Yiyun glanced at He Muze, who didn't have any intention of stopping him, and still maintained the posture of "please".

She got out of the car expressionlessly, seemingly calm, but in fact she was already in turmoil.

He Muze has waited here, so how will Mu Zhijun clean up Wen Youheng and Lin Haoran?

"As long as there is no next time, Fang Shao and Mr. Lin will be safe and sound. He Muze seemed to see through her thoughts.

She didn't speak, and He Muze said again: "You should believe Mu Dong." ”

I believe in Mu Zhijun.

I don't know how many people have said this to her.

It's just that in such uneasy turmoil, unconditional trust is really difficult to achieve, because one of the indispensable conditions of trust is mutual trust.

When the car started, Jian Yiyun looked out the window and thought, how could Mu Zhijun ever trust her?

If there was enough trust in the first place, how did the two of them get to where they are today?

The car passed through the foot of the cemetery again, but did not stop again, and drove all the way back to Cen Mansion.

"Madam, you don't look very good, let's go back to the room to rest first, and I'll come back to accompany you after Mu Dong's reception." ”

He Muze opened the car door, and two tall maids came up from left and right, forcibly "helping" her to go inside.

"Let go, I'll go myself. ”

"Mu Dong is very worried about Madame, and specially arranged for these two people to take care of you closely, I hope Madame can understand Mu Dong's painstaking work..136z.> the latest and fastest update, provide"

"He Muze!"

"Madam, you need to remember that your husband is not an ordinary man, he holds the economic lifeline of country Z, and responsibility is a heavy burden, so he is destined not to only care about the love of his children, I hope you can understand and support, and in the future, please ask Mrs. to think more about the people around you, Mu Dong loves you, but he only loves you. ”

He Muze's words are not without a bit of warning, Mu Zhijun loves Jian Yiyun, but he doesn't love Wen Youheng or Lin Haoran...... If she insists on going her own way, then it will be those who will suffer from the same people who charge for her.

"Assistant He, if it were you, what kind of person would you want to talk to?"

Jian Yiyun thought, the Mu Zhijun that He Muze said at this time is the real Mu Zhijun, who was born to be the emperor, how could he have a dull life with her.

In fact, their contradiction starts here.

What is life, for Jian Yiyun, it is firewood, rice, oil, salt, ginger vinegar tea, she just wants to marry a man who loves her and live a simple life, she has no ambitions, she has never thought of being the head of a big family, and she has never thought of a husband who is high up and calls for wind and rain.

Perhaps, no woman would want to have a pillow person who can only look up to her all her life, and that is not a husband, but a god.

God will bless people, and people will always be able to look up to God with their hands and feet, and they will not be happy, let alone happy.

"Madam, love is both a companion and a sacrifice. ”

But the premise of sacrifice is that it is meaningful.

Jian Yiyun remembered the days when she lived with Mu Zhijun at Tuilery, and he was probably her favorite at that time.

Life is not, love will not be so great that only love remains, and she will not live her life into only love for the king.

Before noon, Mu Zhijun returned, and all the funeral banquets and guests were left behind by him.

He stared at the woman in front of him with a gloomy face, and he had the urge to strangle this little conscienceless person to death.

No matter how much he did for her, no matter how long they had been together, her desire to escape had never changed!

Mu Zhijun held his breath and felt that he was about to suffocate!

"Why go!" he tugged at his tie and drew closer to her, his eyes sharp like two sharp knives, straight into her body, pinning her immobilized.

Jian Yiyun couldn't stand this oppression, turned around and tried to escape, but he dragged her back, he grabbed her arm with one hand, and the straightforward pain forced her to look him in the eye.

"Answer me, why!"

"If you are together, you will gather, if you are not together, you will be scattered, how can there be so many why?"

"How can it be incompatible? Where is there disagreement! Jian Yiyun, you love me and I love you, why is it incompatible!" he asked a series of questions, and Jian Yiyun couldn't speak.

Why, would someone as smart as him not know?

Her silence made Mu Zhijun's heart like a knife, he always felt that he was a ruthless and cold-hearted person, but until this moment he knew that this girl was much colder than his heart!

As if he was afraid that she would escape, he hugged her into his arms and hugged her tightly, feeling the urge to rub her into the bones.

Jian Yiyun was almost out of breath when he hugged him, and struggled a few times, but he didn't struggle away, but was hugged tighter by him.

"Mu Zhijun, let go of me. ”

"Don't let go, Jian Yiyun as I said, you are mine! I won't let go, you don't want to leave me in this life!"

His eyes were red, and he bit her hard, leaving a bright red tooth mark on the white and elegant neck, how angry Mu Zhijun was in his heart, his mouth was heavy, he wanted to make her hurt, and the pain would be remembered for a long time!

His outrageously strong possessiveness swelled once more, and his eyes were as black as a bottomless hell, imprisoning her for eternity.

Jian Yiyun grinned in pain, her heart was furious when she was stared at by him, and the wound on her neck was beating and hurting terribly.

Mu Zhijun was still that patient, intermittent, and couldn't be stimulated, and she stupidly turned herself into the handle of his gun again, which was simply incorrigible.

"I know I'm not doing well in a lot of things, I'm going to change it, as long as you don't leave me, I promise I'll change it, I'll become your favorite thing, okay?" After biting her, he put his breath on her shoulder like a deflated ball, and changed to that pleading tone.

She didn't answer him, but asked him, "Do you know why marriage should be a good match?"

"him!"

"Mu Zhijun, I'm reasoning with you. Jian Yiyun said to herself: " The right door, when the right is not only the wealth of both sides, but also the right values of men and women from similar families close to each other, only in this way, two people can be more considerate and understand each other, so that only they can live a long time, just like in ancient times, after the emperor was elected, the birth of the concubine can be casual, beautiful and gentle, but the queen must have the most prominent background, because only in this way can she support the emperor to understand the emperor, and can sacrifice herself without complaints, because these are the things that are fixed in the thoughts that this woman has been instilled since childhood。 ”

"I don't need a queen, and I don't need you to sacrifice yourself, I just need a wife, just you!"

"But what do I need?"

This time, she met his eyes without hesitation.

Mu Zhijun has never said, I want what I need, he never thought about what she wanted, what she needed, his world, the world of the people around him, has always been centered on him, he has been used to getting but not paying.

But there is never a love that can last forever without giving, it is just possession.

"Mu Zhijun, I don't want a relationship full of deception and calculation, I don't want a husband who can only look up to in this life, I need a person who knows cold and hot, I need a hand that I can shake and a heart that I can rely on, do you understand?"

Jian Yiyun shook his head and directly denied him, "We are not from the same world at all......"

"You just don't want me, you just don't love me enough. ”

Before she could finish, he let her go and walked towards the door without looking back.

Through the door, Jian Yiyun heard him instructing the two maids guarding the door, "Don't let the lady leave the room for half a step, and don't let anyone in!"

There is no love to give, no complaints.

Mu Zhijun, marriage is not a prison, and you are not my jailer.

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