"General Su, don't waste time on this king." Li Aotian lost patience, pushed away the teacup, the great body blocked the candlelight on the wall, the dim and unknown eyes contained mysterious feelings, the angular face was cold and resolute, and the cold eyes looked at General Su: "This king will not marry Ling Qianjin." ”

"Aotian." The door was suddenly pushed open.

A shadow softly broke in.

The person who came was Su Jinse.

She was wearing a peach-pink Jiao gauze dress, a snow-white lace bandeau, two tears fell on her delicate face, she bit her lip, her eyes were full of autumn water, and she choked up: "Aotian, is what you said just now true?" ”

General Su left the space to them and went out alone.

Su Jinse was everyone's best girl, she didn't throw herself into his arms, but looked at him pitifully with tears in her eyes: "Aotian, you and I have a marriage contract, why don't you marry me now." ”

"This king has someone he likes." Li Aotian spread the words to the bright side.

"Aotian ......" Su Jinse's appearance of biting her lip was pitiful: "Aotian, is it really impossible between us?" ”

Li Aotian avoided her tearful eyes: "This king doesn't want to repeat it a second time." ”

"Aotian, I ......" Su Jinse stirred the veil and thought for a while: "In that case, I won't force you, I hope we are still friends, okay?" ”

"Yes." Li Aotian has always disliked women who entangle him, such as Lourou, and stalking him so disgusted.

Su Jinse wiped away her tears: "Aotian, then you can go, my father also loves his daughter today, I hope you don't mind." ”

"Farewell." Leaving Aotian did not leave half a word of hope, and left in style.

Su Jinse pinched the handkerchief and opened the window, staring at Aotian's back burningly, her eyes full of unwillingness: "Aotian, I must get you." ”

*

Inn.

"Nine thousand years old, nine thousand years old, something is wrong." A small guy is running towards the nine thousand years old.

Nine thousand years old, wearing a dark purple dotted robe, leaning lazily on the rattan chair, his demonic eyes turned a hundred times, and he was wiping his long fingers one by one with a face towel soaked in tea, it seemed that people couldn't help but roll their eyes with an anxious look: "Frizzy, chased by a dog?" ”

"I'm not afraid of dogs." The little guy muttered quietly.

"You mean I'm afraid of dogs?" Nine thousand years old with evil peach blossom eyes.

"Don't dare, the dog is afraid of nine thousand years old." The little guy said.

Nine thousand years old smiled: "It's pretty much the same. ”

"Nine thousand years old, I just heard a piece of news, and I got the news that I bought off the cell boss in the palace." The little guy said mysteriously.

"What news?" Nine thousand years old asked casually.

The little servant said: "I heard that the emperor was arrested by the imperial attendants, or was ordered by the prince, and now he is in the prison." ”

"What!" Nine thousand years old's voice was raised by a degree, and the rippling light in the peach blossom eyes became more and more scorching: "Away from the little tree tree that Aotian bullied this seat, this is the little tree that bullies this seat, and there is no one on the tree, right." ”

"Yes."

Nine thousand years old 'snapped' at the table, and then exhaled his palm: "Broken table, it hurts to death." ”

"No, I can't let Xiaoshushu be bullied." Nine thousand years old wiped his hands: "This seat wants to think about it." ”

"The prince's side ......"

"What's wrong with Aotian? I have to have a good chat with Li Aotian in person. Nine thousand years old stretched out his arms, and the little servant took a thin cloak and draped it over his shoulders.