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Su Mo'er wanted to ask further, but after calming down, she suddenly thought of a question: if someone is unwilling to let Min Shun speak, then the result of her questioning is that Min Shun will suffer.

The most appropriate way to know the ins and outs is to ask the person directly, Dorgon, and the question is always asked, in case he is willing to say?

It's just that you have to choose an appropriate time to talk about it, if you run over and question him directly now, no matter how good-looking you are, you will be cut by him, don't annoy him with anything, so it's not appropriate, since that's the case, let's leave for the time being.

Su Mo'er thought that she would go back so quietly, but the moment she turned around, her hand was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.

"Don't you want to know about Fang Fujin? I can tell you. ”

Su Mo'er turned around and met Dorgon's tired eyes, the reason why it is said to be tired is because only the tired eyes have no sharp edges and corners, but more ethereal gentleness.

Dolgon let go of his hand and walked in front, Su Mo'er followed as usual, is this to sit down and make a long story short or long?

This time Dolgon took her to the study, for lonely men and widows, the study has always been an uncontroversial place, there are tables, chairs and tea, in addition to talking, can there be any dirty things happening? Of course, the answer is impossible, so Su Mo'er secretly rejoiced, and a snickering almost couldn't be hidden.

Entering the study, Dolgon invited Su Mo'er to sit on the chair in front of him, and he himself sat on the Taishi's chair behind the case.

After Dolgon sat down, he looked at the ink on the desk that had not dried, and he had a great temperament, and began to study the ink, although his action of studying the ink was not like a woman, but it was better than gentleness, if he treated women with such tenderness, it would be great, Su Mo'er secretly came up with such a strange idea in her heart for some reason.

"Do you think Fang Fujin is pitiful?" Dolgon asked, looking at the inkstone as he studied the ink, the expression on his face not changing.

"Thousands of miles away, marrying alone in a foreign country, and then guarding a narrow heaven and earth, life and death are boundless, haven't you been shaken to your heart by her broken song? Or are you hard-hearted? ”

Dolgon's ink-based hand paused suddenly, his eyes lifted slightly, fixed for a moment, then snorted, dipped his pen in ink, and then began to sketch on the paper one by one, and the pen was vigorous and vigorous.

"There is no love between us, how can this king be moved?"

This sentence really made Su Mo'er angry: "Since you don't love her, why do you want to bind her with a paper marriage?" Why not let go and give her a freedom? ”

The force of Dolgon's pen increased, "This king has not given her a chance, but she has always rejected this king thousands of miles away, and when she finally fell in love with this king and pestered this king, this king has long been disgusted with her. His eyes suddenly became fierce.

"So that's why you gave her a marriage in name only?" Su Mo'er said coldly.

"Are you blaming the king now? You think it's wrong in this king, don't you? Dolgon said with a smirk on his lips.

"Isn't it?"

Dolgon looked at Su Mo'er, and suddenly the wolf pen in his hand was thrown by him, and he raised his head to the sky and roared: "Hahaha...... Haha......"

Su Mo'er was startled by his smiling voice, could it be that he was so angry that she lost control of his emotions and went crazy?

"Don't you think you're like this king? Aren't you what this king did? You have deliberately approached this king, but you have repeatedly rejected this king, what is your purpose? Dolgon suddenly pointed directly at Su Mo'er and asked indifferently with a cold look.