Tears fell and beads fell.

When Meng Xueyuan rushed into Situ Qianchen desperately with all her grievances, her hands wrapped around his waist, and at this moment, she was glad.

Fortunately, Situ Qianchen finally chose to save himself, not Ling Jiantong.

The corners of her mouth hooked up with a smile of relief, but she muttered in a crying voice: "Qianchen, Qianchen, I knew that you would definitely come, and you would definitely come to save me." ”

After that, her arms tightened even more, as if she was afraid that the person in her arms would disappear in the next moment.

Situ Qianchen didn't move in the slightest, just let her hold him, his body stiffened slightly, and his eyes were cold by three points.

He didn't say anything back to her.

It wasn't until Meng Xueyuan noticed that something was wrong that she raised her head from his arms, looked up at this resolute coldness, and said softly, "Qianchen, what's wrong with you?" ”

Situ Qianchen pushed Meng Xueyuan away in his arms, lowered his eyes, and looked at her without any warmth, which only made Meng Xueyuan feel a little weak in his heart.

"Snow kite, what the hell is going on with all this?"

He wanted to hear her explanation, he believed that they had grown up together since childhood, Meng Xueyuan's temperament would never become such an unbearable appearance overnight, she must have something unspeakable, it didn't matter, as long as she said it, he could forgive.

But Meng Xueyuan just subconsciously tightened her clothes that were a little messy, and then said with an innocent face: "The leader of Dongyi threatened me, saying that he asked me to persuade you to give up Yucheng, and I would rather die than die, and then, he became angry, and in a fit of anger, he ...... He ...... Rewarded me to his men......"

Meng Xueyuan's watery eyes looked at the corpse lying on the ground that had begun to harden, and said with trembling.

Situ Qianchen didn't want to hear this, his cold eyes rolled slightly, and he had already missed a topic: "Isn't the cut pupil with you?" ”

Meng Xueyuan clenched the corners of her clothes, opened her teary eyes, and shook her head: "I didn't see Miss Ling, what's the matter?" Was she also kidnapped by the Dongyi people? ”

Her expression is too realistic, if Situ Qianchen didn't know the truth, I'm afraid she would be deceived by her now.

Seeing that Situ Qianchen hadn't spoken for a long time, Meng Xueyuan slowly took a step forward, and her weak little hand covered his cold bones: "Qianchen, if it weren't for you today, I'm afraid my innocence would be ruined by this barbarian, thank you, I know that you still have me in your heart." ”

Situ Qianchen's eyes were deep, and he stared at her for a moment, until she took his hand and landed on her slightly open collar, and his fingertips touched her jade-like skin.

Meng Xueyuan's cheeks were slightly red, and her clothes had fallen to the ground at some point.

Her round shoulders, I don't know if it was because of the shame or the cold of the night, trembled slightly, and under the moonlight, she really was in the posture of captivating the country and the city.

"Qianchen" she called softly, and then she didn't know how much courage she mustered in her heart before she raised her head and met the gaze of her boss Tu Qianchen: "I said before, I, Meng Xueyuan, just want to be your wife, Qianchen, are you willing to marry me?" ”

Her voice was crisp and a little shy, and the whiteness of her cheeks was translucent, and anyone who saw it might not help but fall under her pomegranate skirt.

Situ Qianchen looked at her, the waves in his eyes did not rise, and his voice was calm: "Snow Kite, are you really willing to be my wife?" ”

Meng Xueyuan smiled at the corner of her mouth and nodded very seriously and vigorously.

Since she was seven or eight years old, the first time she saw him in the Zhenguo Mansion, he looked like a teenager carrying a sword, dancing the long sword in his hand, but his face had a seriousness and seriousness that ordinary age children did not have, from that time on, she secretly swore that when she grew up, she must marry him and be his only wife.

But who knows what will happen when you grow up, it will really make people.

He inherited Situ Heng and became the general of the Situ family, but she could only commit herself to marrying Mu Zhen and was tortured.

But fortunately, all this has passed, and tonight, it is their wedding night, and her ten-year wish is about to come true.

She was waiting for his response, but for a long time, all she had been waiting for was the clothes that were like cold nights draped over her body.

Meng Xueyuan raised her eyes almost in disbelief, looking at him slowly: "Qianchen, you ......"

Situ Qianchen tightly wrapped Meng Xueyuan's petite body tightly with Nuoda's coat, and then looked at her and said, "Xueyuan, I already know everything." ”

"You got it? What do you know? Meng Xueyuan's tone trembled slightly.

"I know everything, you secretly contacted the Dongyi tribe to attack Yucheng, and the matter of deliberately holding the cut pupils hostage." His tone was surprisingly calm, unmixed with any anger.

Meng Xueyuan opened her mouth slightly, she was frightened every step, she took every step carefully, how could she be known by Situ Qianchen?

"Snow Kite, did you bring me here, thinking that the Dongyi people would be able to capture Yucheng easily? You are wrong, even if there is no me in the city, there is a big brother and a third brother, and those Dongyi people will only be moths to the fire, and they will not take advantage of it at all. ”

Meng Xueyuan never expected that Situ Qianchen's mind had been so meticulous, the surprise in her eyes flashed, she could look at Situ Qianchen's eyes very clearly, how ridiculous was that she was like a clown jumping off the beam?

"Snow kite, let it go, tell me, where the hell is the cut pupils?"

Meng Xueyuan sneered, and suddenly knocked off Situ Qianchen's hand, her eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she shouted: "Don't you want to get any news about Ling Jiantong's whereabouts from me!" ”

Meng Xueyuan began to be a little crazy, she stepped back step by step, and two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably: "Qianchen, you see clearly, from beginning to end, the person who loves you the most is me, in order to prevent you from being hurt, I can only commit myself to marrying Mu Zhen, these years, what kind of life have I lived in the Four Princes' Mansion, I am looking forward to the day when you can take me away, leave these rights and wrongs, so as to fulfill your promise, but what am I waiting for now?" All you have to wait for is your avoidance and empathy! ”

Situ Qianchen frowned slightly, his five fingers clenched under his sleeves, he was ashamed of her, so he risked offending Mu Zhen and gave her back her freedom, but she went behind his back to collaborate with Dongyi, such a big crime is enough to connect the nine clans, but he doesn't want to, he doesn't want her to be hurt a little more.

"Snow kite, don't be wrong again and again, we have already passed, you tell me, where is the cut pupil?"

Meng Xueyuan looked at Situ Qianchen's vision was already blurred, and his words were like a dagger, directly shattering her last hope.

"Qianchen, is Ling Jiantong really more important than me? What is better than me about her, and she can compare to our relationship for more than ten years? ”

Meng Xueyuan patted her chest, stunned, obviously cold and discouraged.

Situ Qianchen's eyes were cold, and he did not hide from her for half a point, but said bluntly: "I said a long time ago, she is my beloved, if she dies, I will never live half a point." ”

Is life and death child's play?

He was true to Ling Jiantong.

The corners of Meng Xueyuan's mouth curled up with a hint of mockery: "What about me?" So what am I? ”

"You are my guilty person, in this world, I can give you what you want."

Meng Xueyuan's eyes were bright, and she directly stepped forward and tightened Situ Qianchen's collar, and said urgently: "I don't want anything, I want your heart, I want us to be ...... like before."

"Snow Kite" he said coldly, and directly interrupted her: "My heart is no longer with me, I have already cut my pupils, how can I give it to you again?" ”

Meng Xueyuan's eyes widened, her clenched fingers curled slightly, her body kept shaking, until finally, she squatted on the ground and hugged her into a ball, extremely pitiful.

At this time, the black eagle quietly entered through the cracked tent, first glanced at the trembling Meng Xueyuan, and then reported to Situ Qianchen: "Second master, Miss Ling's trace has been found. ”

Situ Qianchen bowed slightly, then squatted down, looked at her and said, "Snow Kite, we can't go back, I will order the Black Eagle to send you to the Dixuan Kingdom, this time, you don't want to be willful." ”

After that, he got up, only to hear the sound of the meteor's horse, Meng Xueyuan didn't stretch out her hand to stop him again, she knew that as long as it was something that Situ Qianchen believed, no one could change it.

He really doesn't love her anymore.

And for the rest of her life, she can only guard his sympathy and guilt, and live alone.

Thinking of this, Meng Xueyuan couldn't help but show a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, and closed her eyes almost in despair, her heart was much empty.

There was a muffled sound of "pop", and Ling Jiantong was mercilessly thrown to the ground by the stout barbarian, Ling Jiantong's hands and feet were tightly bound by ropes, lying on the ground like a poor earthworm.

She moved her body and leaned against the tree, looked angrily at the brute who was wiping his sweat and said, "Hey! If you know each other, let me go quickly, otherwise, my aunt and grandmother must make you look good! ”

The barbarian glanced at Ling Jiantong, who looked like he was bragging horizontally and vertically, and said, "You girl, you'd better be quiet for me, otherwise, believe it or not, I want you to look good first!" ”

After that, he deliberately put his hand on the waistband of his trousers, deliberately scaring Ling Jian Pupil.

Ling Jiantong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and sure enough, she was leaning against the trunk of the tree, but her nimble fingers inadvertently grabbed a sharp stone, she looked vigilantly at the brute sitting by the fire, and sharpened the rope at the same time.

Looking at the appearance of the barbarian, it doesn't look like she wants her life, as long as she is obedient, she should not be able to do anything for a while.

Ling Jiantong glanced up at the starry sky in the distance, feeling a little anxious, what the barbarian took her to just now was outside the city of Yucheng, and she also heard that Situ Qianchen was not in Yucheng, looking at the fierce battle, I don't know if Yucheng can hold it?