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"Let go!" Ran Ziwan's hand was clenched by Xuan Ge, and she tried to pull it out. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but no matter how hard you try, the result is in vain.

"Don't let it go!" Xuan Ge smiled slightly, and there was not the slightest rudeness between his palms. But it just happened to hold Ran Ziwan's soft jade hand in the palm of his hand, and he casually pulled Ran Ziwan except for the pear pavilion and walked on the road.

"You...... In this way, how will I marry in the future?" Ran Ziwan looked at his arm dissatisfied.

"You?" Xuan Ge paused, and the cold breath forced Ran Ziwan to lean against the side of the palace wall: "...... It's too late to change your tune!"

Ran Ziwan in the corner of the palace wall closed his eyes nervously, and he didn't need to look to know that Xuan Ge's eyebrows and eyes were soaked with frost at this time. Thinking in his heart, instead of being kissed again and again by Xuan Ge in this public, it is better to hurry up and have a sweetheart reversal.

So, before Xuan Ge's anger could be smashed down, he heard Ran Ziwan's coquettish words in every possible way: "Husband...... Hey...... Husband-sama!"

"Hmm!" Xuan Ge was very satisfied, and Ran Ziwan was taught: "People before and after, they all have to call the young master like this!"

"......" Ran Ziwan only felt that her heart was pressing with a big breath, and she couldn't breathe. At this moment, she didn't dare to shake her head in front of Xuan Ge no matter what, and the inner hall herself was paralyzed on Xuan Ge's chest, letting the evil young man toss and turn and abuse the softness, but she didn't forget it: "Oh, Master Husband!"

"Hmm!" Xuan Ge looked at Ran Ziwan's depressed endurance and humiliation, and a faint bitterness appeared in his heart. She used to be very fond of calling herself that, but now she doesn't remember it at all.

Ran Ziwan followed Xuan Ge closely in small steps, her big eyes flashing with bright light: "Lord Husband is above, Ziwan has something to ask!"

"Ask!" Xuan Ge's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Ran Ziwan's face coldly.

"That...... The husband knows that our Heavenly Dynasty has always paid attention to the model of boudoir etiquette, three obedience and four virtues, and women's education...... If a woman is seen hugging a man on the street, it is unclear what to do...... It will not be able to get married, or it will be immersed in a pig cage. So...... Husband, can you not hold Ziwan's hand like this?" Ran Ziwan spoke bitterly, spared the circle for a long time, and finally carefully circled to the last sentence he wanted to ask.

Xuan Ge paused, and his eyes flickered slightly when he looked at Ran Ziwan. pulled down Ran Ziwan's other hand that was not held, and looked at the little woman in front of him in a defensive posture.

Ran Ziwan was a little nervous, and he didn't dare to come out of the nervous atmosphere...... The hand that he was originally guarding against Xuan Ge was pulled down, and there was no way to escape the abusive kiss that Xuan Ge might fall down at any time, and there was no way to hide, although Ran Ziwan was very nostalgic for Xuan Ge's unique magnolia fragrance in his heart.

"No!" After the atmosphere froze for a while, Xuan Ge's three words shook Ran Ziwan slightly.

"Husband, can you not be casual in the future...... Kiss me!" Ran Ziwan didn't give up, and asked very directly. The body is catering to Xuan Ge's shallow footsteps, and he walks comfortably.

"No!" Xuan Ge didn't look back, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked. The little woman behind him, what price does he have to take to get back into his arms?

"Husband-sama...... Can you ......" Ran Ziwan jumped in front of Xuan Ge with a cute jump, and then posted endlessly.

"No!" Before Ran Ziwan's words were finished, he was interrupted by Xuan Ge leisurely.

"......" Ran Ziwanmu was in place, and some of the little daughter's frustration.

“…… Evening, if one day I'm gone, you can do anything. You don't need to ask me then...... Listen to your heart!" Xuan Ge looked at Ran Ziwan in front of him gently, his eyes were deep, with a deep gloom.

"......" Ran Ziwan only felt a slight pain in his hand held by Xuan Ge. Obviously, Xuan Ge's mind fluctuated a little, and he inadvertently increased his strength towards himself: "Xuan Ge...... It hurts!"

"......" Xuan Ge lowered his head and glanced at his slightly cyan hand. Knowing that it was his messy aura just now, it made Ran Ziwanyu's hands a little uncomfortable. And that slight pain did not come from Xuan Ge's own hands, but from the bottom of his heart...... It's a slight pain that comes up from the bottom of my heart.

"There's just one thing, before I leave...... I'm your husband!" Xuan Ge sighed slightly and looked at Ran Ziwan seriously.

"You...... Think beautifully!" Ran Ziwan stood in place in a daze, and said a few words. It was obviously an angry sentence, but she heard a little sadness from her mouth.

"Hmm...... It's beautiful!" Xuan Ge took Ran Ziwan's hand and continued to walk forward, holding Ran Ziwan's palm and couldn't help but use a little force.

Ran Ziwan walked a little staggeringly, and the road that was not very far was extremely long at this time. Ran Ziwan was a little distracted, thinking back to Xuan Ge's previous cultivation for himself, and then the assassination in the cave and almost fighting for the last drop of qi and blood for himself, now on the night of the full moon, he will warm up the medicinal liquid in the thousand-year-old cold pool for himself...... Before leaving, she had never seen Xuan Ge's gloomy color. But intuitively, Ran Ziwan knew that Xuan Ge must have given up because of himself again...... Giving up, his own sick body, what else is worthy of him to leave rather than fulfill?

Fanghua is only twenty-eight! She originally thought that in Xuan Ge's palm like this, she didn't want to wake up even if it was a sweet dream. Ran Ziwan coldly warned herself in her heart that dreams were just dreams...... No matter how beautiful it is, she can't bear to drag Xuan Ge to the catastrophe. Ran Ziwan thinks that he is not worthy of Xuan Ge's deep love, and he is not worthy of Xuan Ge's desperate bet!

"Xuan Ge! When can you let me go! I'm just a sick girl with few days to live! I can't accompany you to the end of my life, and I can't have children with you...... I have promised the Xuantian Imperial Council to marry to the Northern Regions, so as not to burn the border and the people...... And lest Ye Nanrong die in a foreign land for me!...... Can you just let me go!Xuan Ge, let it go...... It's also to let yourself go!" Ran Ziwan suddenly stopped in annoyance, stared at Xuan Ge stubbornly, and poured out his brain.

“…… You said...... Let you go?" Ran Zi's words fell, and Xuan Ge, who was originally shallow and slow, suddenly became cold. The mark on his forehead, which had not appeared for many days, was now shining with a dazzling silver light. The light seemed to flow, churning.

Ran Zi's words fell, and when he raised his head, he saw Xuan Ge looking down at him condescendingly. Ran Ziwan forgot the nervousness, and stared closely at the flowing cloud pattern on the imprint on Xuan Ge's forehead, it was surging, like a wave like the sea, and the waves crashed on the shore, as if the vastness of the entire sea of stars was hidden in its majesty.

"Is it because of that mark?" Ran Ziwan looked deeply at the flowing clouds surging in Xuan Ge's forehead, the wind and clouds in it, the twilight mist, it looked vast and unfathomable.

"......" Xuan Ge walked a little carelessly, and his steps like a green lotus were a little messy in the depths and shallows. did not respond to Ran Ziwan's words, but closed his eyes and covered all the marks on his forehead. (To be continued.) )