(Girls' Literature) "Shout it, you have to put people down and shout again." Jiling cried so much that his nose was red, but he was powerless to resist, so he had to obediently obey.

Nan Wuyue's big hand gradually spread out of her wrist, her delicate skin was buckled red, and she stared at him complainingly, as if he had done something that everyone was angry with.

That's right, he just did something that people and gods were angry about.

"It hurts?" Nan Wuyue's eyes were gentle, and her big hand gently rubbed the red marks on her wrists.

"Look, your ass hurts more!" Seeing that he was looking at her wrist intently, Ji Ling ignored the topic of Fang Cai, and shouted even more pain.

Like a kitten, she threw herself into his arms and coquettish.

"Okay, don't cry." Nan Wuyue gently brushed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, hugged him with a big hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and let her lie on his lap.

The ointment was taken out of the sleeve, and the cool ointment was applied to her with great pity.

The smell of gunpowder was not as strong as Fang Cai, and Jiling squinted at him, his heart was very aggrieved, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction. "When did you come to the ...... of the imperial capital?"

"Why, you can't come and still won't let me come?" A flash of light flashed in Nan Wuyue's eyes.

"I didn't say that." She stood up and wanted to sit down, but her ass hurt, her little face wrinkled like an old grandmother, and she pouted her lips, still lying obediently on top of this man.

"Enough fun, isn't it time to go back with me?" Nan Wuyue's slender fingers straightened out her scattered green silk and asked in a low voice.

"Go back?" As soon as he thought of this woman in his robe, Jiling couldn't breathe out, raised his big smart eyes, and glared at him several times.

"What are you doing when you go back, aren't you afraid that I will bully your sweetheart."

"You mean Tongluo?" Nan Wuyue frowned.

"It's so affectionate, you can go back and find her, anyway, I'm already out, it's impossible to go back!" As soon as Jiling's temper came up, he didn't beat her hard, so he pushed him away with his little hand, supported his waist, and walked to the wardrobe.

She took out a blue dress and put it on her body, she turned around, and when she looked at the man sitting on the edge of the bed and did not move, her heart ached, and she was so uncomfortable that she wanted to die.

"You're not going back, are you sure it's because of him?" Nan Wuyue did not explain the existence of Tongluo, but looked at her gloomily.

"What do you mean?" Now it's okay, the two of them are ready to turn over the old accounts.

"Luan Jae-yun!" Nan Wuyue almost came out of between her teeth.

When he saw his little wife to other men, one brother Luan, he was so jealous that he was going crazy, there was a Fu Han that made people have a headache, not to mention, and there was a Luan Zaiyun who was her childhood sweetheart......

"Nan Wuyue, can you not blame outsiders about the two of us." As soon as Jiling heard him mention Luan Zaiyun, he immediately exploded.

For some reason, in her heart, she didn't want Nan Wuyue to know about her past, and she didn't want him to know that she had loved other men for decades.

"Your heart is not in him, can it be in me?" Nan Wuyue's hands were clenched, and her eyes were dark red.

"I ...... Why should I tell you! Jiling held back his tears, didn't want to fall, wiped a handful of tears with his back to him, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

"I'm your husband, if you don't tell me, who else do you want to tell?" In Nan Wuyue's body, there is a kind of domineering that does not usually erupt, but it is completely displayed tonight.

He stood up and walked towards her.

When Jiling lost his temper and refused to let him hug her, his big hand held her in his arms.

"Tell no one and don't tell you." Jiling wiped the tears off his face indiscriminately, and his tone was very stiff.

"If you don't tell me, I'll just assume that your heart is on me." Nan Wuyue rubbed her head, picked up the crying aggrieved person, and walked towards the bed.

The aura had not disappeared, and he didn't want to deal with him at all, so he closed his eyes and let him lie down with her in his arms.

The war is over so soon?

How could it be that when Nan Wuyue was sleeping, a clever little guy immediately lit him to sleep, got a few clothes in his hand, and went out.

When he woke up, she was already in the Nine Kings' Mansion.

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But when she arrived at the Nine Kings' Mansion, she was told that Luan Zaiyun had been assassinated in the middle of the night, and now she was highly poisoned and unconscious.

Jiling was cold, standing on the edge of the bed, looking at Luan Zaiyun with a black face and blue face, as if she had lost her breath, she slowly slumped on the ground, and her trembling fingertips grabbed his wrist.

"Ling'er, as the leader of the alliance, he must have someone to assassinate him, you want to open it." Behind him, Ran Xuexiao's words came.

The spirit turned, his big eyes clouded with mist. "Xue Xiao, is there a way to save him?"

Ran Xue smiled and stepped forward, helped her up from the ground, and pursed her lower lip slightly. "I heard that the Lord of the Luan League mentioned it before, and Shuyan was also on the way here, saying that she was here to take a medicine for Xiaobai to completely remove the toxins from the Night Purple Demon's body, counting the next day, she should have returned in the past two days.

At that time, let's see if there is a way for Shuyan to save the Luan Alliance Master, to be honest, this poison is too powerful, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult......"

Jiling no longer had the usual carefree smile on his face, and looked at him in a daze.

Ran Xue's smile was slightly lower, but a shallow smile appeared on her lips, and the next moment, it disappeared again. "Ling'er, before the Lord of the Luan League fell unconscious, there was something for me to bring to you."

"Words?" She looked up at her in confusion.

"He said, if he loses all his martial arts skills, and he is no longer the famous martial arts alliance leader on the rivers and lakes, are you willing to live in seclusion with him?"

"All ......martial arts are lost," Jiling's eyes widened in astonishment.

Ran Xue smiled and nodded and said to her seriously. "Even if the Luan League Lord saves a life, he is no longer the majestic Luan League Lord he used to be, he said that if you still love him, if he is lucky enough to save his life and wake up, I hope the first thing he sees is you."

"Ling'er, it's time to tell yourself who you love."

With that, she pretended to sigh and turned to leave the room.

"I ......" Jiling's face flashed with hesitation, and she asked herself, do you still love Brother Luan?

Outside the door, as soon as Ran Xuexiao came out, she was hugged by Feng Xie.

The man gently rubbed her cheek with the tip of his nose inappropriately, and slapped it over, Ran Xuexiao couldn't stand his clinginess, pushed away Feng Xie, and turned around and walked in the direction of the dormitory.

This is getting more and more angry.

Feng Xie touched the left side of the beaten face, and walked up to her with resentment, as if he was afraid that she would lose his temper, and asked her cautiously. "Xiao'er, what's on your mind?"

Ran Xuexiao walked to a quiet garden and sat down on the stone casually. Squinted at him. "Feng Xie, if you say that my trick is too ruthless."

In fact, Nan Wuyue can't see the matter of Mrs. Qinglian dressing up, and in the eyes of others, it is all clear.