Chapter 950: The Emperor's Wrath

Even if she once had a good impression of the man in front of her, she knew very well that the person she really liked was Xiao Tingchen.

Even though she still hasn't regained her memory, she remembers what it's like to love someone.

The bright eyes are dyed crimson, like the gorgeous peach blossoms on the branches.

Because she was nervous and scared, she kept pushing. Refusing to face him, I don't want to get so close to him.

Yan Yu didn't allow her to resist at all.

This woman is the prey he has taken a fancy to, he has indulged her and spoiled her for the past year, thinking that he would always be able to warm her heart, but no, she just stayed by Xiao Tingchen's side for just over a month, and gave her heart to that man completely.

She didn't care about him at all!

Yan Yu was heartbroken and just wanted to punish him severely. Punish this woman!

But when she saw the girl's crying little face, her cold heart was inexplicably soft.

She cried beautifully, like a fine snow blown down by a cold wind.

The small white hands tightly grabbed the placket of his clothes, and his little face was full of fear and fear, as fragile as glass.

He knew she didn't cry often.

He had vowed to protect her and never let her shed a tear in front of him.

But now, it was herself who made her cry......

Yan Kuo was irritable for no reason, let her sit up, picked up the cold wine on the windowsill and drank it all.

Su Jiu hid in the corner of the soft couch with tears, carefully buttoned his jacket and skirt, and his voice was hoarse after crying, "I'm sorry for you, it's me who didn't keep the agreement...... But Yan Yu, I can't control my emotions when facing Xiao Tingchen, he is domineering and strong, like a knife pierced into the heart, although the wound has healed, but the knife is always embedded in the heart...... Do you understand the feeling? ”

Yan Yu's face was expressionless.

He didn't want to hear that, not at all!

The big palm grabbed Su Jiu's cheek mercilessly, and he dragged her to his side, "I just want to know, how do you plan to compensate me for breaking the agreement?" ”

Su Jiu's little face was pinched painfully.

She looked up at the cold man who was suddenly in an unpredictable mood, and even her voice changed tone, "What do you want?" ”

Yan Yu narrowed his eyes.

He suddenly hooked his lips, "Su Ran is actually the son of you and Xiao Tingchen, right?" ”

Su Jiu was silent.

Yan Yu smiled cruelly, "I want you to swear with Su Ran's life that you will never tell anyone who his biological father is." Whenever someone asks, you can only answer that Su Ran is your flesh and blood, and in this life, you must not change your words! ”

It was like a sharp blade churning Su Jiu's heart, and she was almost numb in pain.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she stared at the man in front of her steadily, as if hoping that he would change his request.

But he never changed his mind.

Su Jiu closed his eyes.

In the end, she was at fault first, so she had to swallow all the bitterness, slowly raised her hand and swore an oath.

After Yan Yu left, he didn't forget to ask the secret guards to lock the doors and windows.

Su Jiu was under house arrest, alone in the cold dormitory, helplessly clinging to his knees.

She buried her face deep in the crook of her arm.

There are so many love debts that she can't pay them off.

Not only is she sorry for many people, she doesn't keep her word either!

In vain she has read so many sage books, in fact, the person who is least qualified for happiness is herself, right?

Outside the flower window, goose feathers and heavy snow are quietly coming.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year.

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Qingcheng.

Because the Dayong army did not commit any crimes in the autumn, the people of southern Xinjiang gradually let go of their vigilance, and the atmosphere of the New Year in the city was very strong, and there were laughter and laughter everywhere.

The city lord's mansion, above the tall building.

Xiao Tingchen sat cross-legged on the railing.

He was expressionless and carried a fishing rod, the end of which was dangling with silk thread and a swaddling swaddle, and Ran Ran waved his little fat hand and cried in the cold wind.

Su Runmo appeared behind Xiao Tingchen, glanced at the little baby, and said softly: "What is the emperor doing?" ”

"Fishing for Su wine."

Su Runmo choked, "The emperor knows very well that Miss Su was taken away by the people of southern Xinjiang, and you will not only fail to catch her, but will make her child catch the cold." How troublesome it is for a child to get caught with the cold, has the emperor ever thought about it? To put it mildly, in case this child dies at the hands of the emperorβ€”"

"It's not my seed, I don't care if he lives or dies?"

Su Runmo's face was weird.

He should have known that it would never make sense to reason with his master.

He stroked his wide sleeves and analyzed carefully: "Miss Su has been missing for a day and a night, and there has been no news so far, presumably the other party does not plan to use her to threaten the emperor." And the only person who won't use her as bait is Yan Yu. If Weichen is not wrong in his analysis, then Miss Su is now in the hands of Yan Yu, and the emperor does not have to worry about her safety at all. ”

Xiao Tingchen carried the fishing rod in one hand and held his cheek impatiently with the other.

The narrowed peach blossom eyes were like a sharp blade out of the sheath, and he stared at the city in the distance, wishing to kill it immediately.

Ran Ran is still crying heartbreakingly.

He was just a baby, who was hung high in the air and blowing a cold wind, and he had already cried out of snot bubbles.

"Crying, crying, crying, except crying is urine, I can't even call!"

Xiao Tingchen impatiently picked up the fishing rod, swaddled a beautiful parabola in the sky, and landed perfectly in Su Runmo's arms.

Su Runmo lowered his eyes, and the baby in his arms stared wide-eyed.

He was silent and said tentatively: "What does the emperor mean by this?" Could it be that Wei Chen personally taught him to grow up? ”

"What is there to teach? Send someone to send this thing to Chang'an quickly, throw it into the cold palace and throw it to Xue Chengcheng. ”

Xiao Tingchen was even more impatient.

After Su Runmo stepped back, Xiao Tingchen summoned Xiao Weihua.

He was still sitting cross-legged on the railing, and his voice was cold: "Can the army rest?" ”

"Yes! But if the emperor needs it, he can send troops immediately! ”

"Send troops to attack Jingcheng early tomorrow morning, and I want you to take that city within three days."

Xiao Weihua arched his hand and went to do it immediately without complaint.

Xiao Tingchen took off the thin pipe, lit it and took a deep breath.

Thin cyan smoke diffused at the fingertips.

He squinted and stared in the direction of Jingcheng, his peach blossom eyes flashing with a cold smile.

Su wine is his life.

Yan Yu dares to snatch his life, don't blame his subordinates for being ruthless!

He Xiao Tingchen has cultivated his self-cultivation for so long, and everyone in the world is afraid that he has forgotten his former famous reputation.

The emperor was furious and ambushed millions of corpses.

He will let the southern frontier witness his wrath!

The sea of clouds in the sky is surging and converging.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the city was full of lights, and Su Jiu stayed alone in the dormitory, and no one came in to bring her food and water.

There was no earth-burning dragon in the house, and the dripping and icy season was particularly cold and damp.

She played with the empty cup, and the deer's eyes had long since regained their calm.

Pei Qingcheng was very ambitious, he wanted to use her to threaten Xiao Tingchen, so it stands to reason that he couldn't condone Yan Yu to save her.

And not only did he offend Xiao Tingchen, but he also imprisoned Nangong Nana to offend Xichan Nuguo, as if he was not afraid of the two countries joining forces to retaliate.

This is not a good soldier's strategy.

Pei Qingcheng, what is he planning?

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I heard that a lot of little fairies are going to school, wave their little handkerchiefs, and wait for you to come back