Duan Lizheng looked at the picture in front of him.

The picture in front of me is beautiful.

The slender man stood in front of the petite and feminine woman, holding the hand of the son, and the two looked at each other.

But his mood at this time is not very beautiful.

Although full of doubts, he followed his brother to prepare to return to Tianzi Pavilion, on the way, he kept thinking, how to explain his silence to the girl when he returned to the pavilion.

He wanted to tell her that he was by no means irresponsible, nor was he disgusted with her marriage contract, he had just made a vow that he could not break for the time being.

The higher he went, the more seriously he thought about the words in his mind.

When I was about to go up to the fourth floor, I already had a rough idea in my head.

However, he didn't expect that he hadn't returned to Tianzi Pavilion yet, and when he went up to the fourth floor, he saw her.

And her hand was in the hand of another man.

His gaze fell on the hands of the two men, consciously or unconsciously, and he didn't know what to say.

How do you explain this scene?

He is not a pedantic person, and he doesn't care about whether men and women are intimate or not, but he has always been indifferent to the affairs of men and women.

But seeing his fiancée in physical contact with other men made him feel a little strange.

When I first knew that this woman was my fiancée, and then saw this kind of scene the next moment, I was really surprised that even a person would be surprised.

No one is an immortal who eats dew and eats dew.

It was the first time he had faced something like this.

"You'll never know about it." Duan Lizheng thought of his brother's words, and suddenly felt that it was better not to know some things.

If you know it, you care about it, and if you care about it, you can't treat it as if you haven't seen it.

Since you can't pretend that you haven't seen it, you need to say something right now.

But what should he say? What should he say about his current status?

Duan Lizheng sighed in his heart, but before he could come up with something to change, he suddenly heard a cold question.

"What are you doing?"

The elder brother spoke.

Duan Lizheng turned his head and looked at the resolute chin of his brother beside him, although he felt a little surprised, he was still relieved.

Then Duan Lizheng saw the woman's bright eyes look over, and he suddenly felt terrified.

From her eyes that had no temperature, there was no emotion.

There is no shyness that a girl should have in the ambiguous scene just now, and there is no panic when a man is bumped into in a private meeting.

Duan Lizheng frowned, but remembering that she was also looking at the man in front of her with such eyes just now, her heart calmed down again for some reason.

At this time, the man who was holding his fiancée's hand also looked over, and Duan Lizheng, who had calmed down, realized that the man in front of him was not a stranger.

He'd seen this man.

Can't forget.

The main thing is that the sense of oppression in this person gives people too deep an impression.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly with a mask, the deep abyss-like aura on the man's body still gave him a great impact at the first time.

It was the mysterious man that the page met in the mountain behind Lingyan Temple.

Duan Lizheng recalled that when the British Mansion was in turmoil, this man was also there, and he was still with her, although Princess Jinyang was still present at the time, this man left quickly, but when he left, he only talked to Zhu Luan.

Thinking about it this way, she was present when she saw this man twice.

Duan Lizheng frowned and looked at the man's hand.

Even though he was called broken, the man still grabbed the girl's hand and didn't let go, and Zhu Luan didn't break free.

The two glanced in this direction, and then turned their heads back at the same time, and their movements seemed to be somewhat tacit.

Duan Haochu questioned the sentence, and the two parties had no intention of answering.

The air froze for a moment.

Duan Lizheng felt that he should take the initiative to say something this time, and felt that there seemed to be nothing to say.

At this moment, the girl in front of her suddenly hissed.

"It's swollen." Song Huaizhu touched the skin between Zhu Luan's wrists with his fingers, which was already swollen.

He looked at Zhu Luan expressionlessly and said, "Don't you know that it hurts?" ”

Zhu Luan did not speak.

Of course it hurts.

If you've already felt more intense pain, this level of pain won't make a fuss.

Looking at the movements of the two, Duan Lizheng was also a cultivator, it was impossible not to understand it until now, he walked to Zhu Luan's side and looked at her hand intently.

"You're hurt?" The boy asked.

Zhu Luan glanced at him, of course it didn't hurt by her standards, but she didn't want to prevaricate about people who really cared about her.

At this moment, she felt the gaze from the side, her gaze passed over Duan Lizheng's shoulder, and saw Duan Haochu standing behind.

He didn't step forward, just stood at the top of the stairs with his hands in his hands, looking at her.

Zhu Luan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior, and he didn't think that Duan Haochu had any position to examine himself in this life and this life.

After all, just downstairs, he personally unveiled her and Duan Lizheng's marriage contract, which was tantamount to admitting that he was her uncle in disguise.

As the only person who knows the truth of the relationship, Zhu Luan's feelings are more complicated, after all, Duan Haochu was personally chosen by Niangniang as her husband, and he now occupies the name of Princess Yingluan's husband, how to deal with this relationship, she doesn't know for the time being.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Duan Lizheng continued to ask on the side.

Compared with Duan Haochu, the young man in front of him is more pure, he was announced such a marriage contract without knowing it, and there is no anger and disgust on his face, and when he sees his fiancée in contact with other men, he will also step forward to pay attention to her injury as soon as possible, which is indeed a gentleman's style.

He's a nice kid.

If he could have known about Miss Zhu Jiu's existence in the first place, everything would have been different.

It's a pity that it's too late for anything.

"She dislocated her hand." Instead of the silent Zhu Luan, Song Huaizhu spoke.

This also has an explanation meaning.

Duan Lizheng was a little surprised, and then remembered everything that had happened, and immediately realized what was going on. It must have been injured when Sima Hao was abolished.

He looked at the woman in front of him with a calm expression with a complicated expression.

Everyone present, including himself, stood in front of her for so long, unaware that the woman was injured.

She hid it so well that she didn't even notice the old man in black.

Maybe that's what she's trying to do.

And the only one who could see that she was injured was the mysterious man in front of her.

This made Duan Lizheng feel a little uncomfortable. He lowered his head, looked at the man's hand that had not yet been released, and said, "Since Miss Jiu's hand is injured, she should go to see the doctor, can this son let go of her hand?" ”

Song Huaizhu didn't move, just raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, "Who are you?" ”

Of course, this sentence is not really asking who he is, but the implicit meaning is why you care about it.

Even if the other party is a grandmaster of the unclear realm, this kind of question cannot be called implicit.

Duan Lizheng's face became serious and looked at Song Huaizhu.

"I'm her fiancé."

The boy said.

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