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There was a rush in Qianjiyao's eyes that could not be ignored, and her heart had never been so shaken.

Because she found that the position of Zong Zhengbai in her heart has become higher and higher, and the corner occupied by her heart is getting bigger and bigger.

If this kind of development continues, I am afraid that it will ......

The corners of Qianjiyao's mouth faintly pulled a helpless angle, even if she has never made a private agreement with anyone for life, she has never loved anyone deeply.

But she also knows that what she wants is not to share a man with other women!

In this day and age, it is impossible for her to accept herself as an appendage of anybody, a fraction of anybody.

Either it's hers, or it's going to roll as far as you want.

If you dare to have her, you have to expect other women.

If you want to hug left and right and enjoy the beauty of Qi people, even if that woman agrees, she will not be able to agree.

It was only now that she remembered many things that she had overlooked.

Zongzheng Baiyu is not an ordinary person, he is a prince, even if he is not favored, he is also a prince.

And the identity of the prince is destined to have many sons and grandchildren, and it is destined to not belong to only one woman.

Not to mention him, even her cheap dad, Qian Muyu, isn't it the same?

has a wife, but still accepts a concubine.

As soon as she thought of this, the trace of thought in Qianjiyao's heart became more and more firm.

It is simply impossible for her to follow the etiquette of this era and live according to the women of this era.

She Qianjiyao is not a delicate silk flower, even if there is no man, she can still live well.

Gradually, Qianjiyao's chaotic eyes began to gradually become clearer, and a ruthless firmness appeared in her eyes.

Perhaps, this time at the Famous Sword Conference, she should find a chance to leave......

For the rest of the day, the carriage moved at a noticeable speed.

Even the meals were almost bought directly by Wuying, and they didn't even stop at an inn.

Qian Jiyao didn't ask much about why, and didn't even have a trace of curiosity, and several times asked Zongzheng Baiyu to blurt out words, but finally swallowed them again.

At dinner in the evening, Zong Zheng Baiyu barely ate a few bites, but it was Qianjiyao, who should eat and drink.

There is no heart congestion at all.

When she went to sleep, Qian Jiyao fell asleep, and Zongzheng Baiyu looked at her heartless appearance, and wanted to shake her up and question her properly, but ......

In the end, I just sighed in my heart.

He turned off the lights in the carriage, lay down, held her carefully in his arms, curled up tightly, and closed his eyes......

……

"Selling gold sore medicine!

"Liao's big knife! sharpen iron like clay ......"

"Guest officer, don't you live in the hotel, there are no rooms in other houses, and there are still ...... in the small shop."

"A bowl of beef noodles, chunks of meat!"

There was a noisy sound outside, and Qian Jiyao just wanted to continue to lie down, but she couldn't lie down.

With his body propped up, his hair was messed up, and he didn't push open the window of the carriage, but only opened the curtains slightly, peeking out of the gap.

This look made Qianjiyao's drowsy and suddenly woke up a lot.

Where has this gone?

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