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The wind became stronger in an instant, and the blowing Xinglian could barely open her eyes, but she didn't have time to reach out to block it, just looked at the aggressive woman in front of her without blinking.

She's serious.

Of course, Xing Lian knew that Wuji and Si Jing Yan had been together for a few years, and she also knew how deep Wuji's feelings for Si Jing Yan were, and it was precisely because of this that she admired this woman so much, just ask, which woman can be so open-minded to do this?

Even though Si Jingyan had never had such thoughts about Wuji, Xing Lian still felt that her appearance had taken everything from her.

Well, she admits that she felt a little bit of guilt.

But how could her star refining be a soft persimmon that can be flattened and pinched by others?

The admiration at the beginning was blown up in a few words of Wuji, and the resistance factor became stronger and stronger in my heart as the pressure increased.

The woman in front of her didn't speak, the corners of Xinglian's lips hooked up with a smile, and slowly walked to the city wall, "Wuji, I am indeed grateful for everything you have done for me and Si Jing Yan, but if you think that I will be with Si Jing Yan is all a foregone conclusion because of your completion, you can't help but think too highly of yourself." ”

How could she lose what she had in her hands so easily?

"Even if you regret it, what can you do, do you think that the current situation can be changed with just the word 'regret'?"

After all, she still felt a little unbearable for this woman, otherwise, she would simply say a series of words like "Sijing Yan can't look down on you, you don't have any fun with what moths you do".

Wuji smiled miserably, and there was a bit of sarcasm between his eyebrows, "Miss Qiao Wu is right, even if I do everything, I can't shake the heart of the prince of Banfenjing, it's just ...... If it's up to you to quit in person, then ...... It's as I wished. ”

The wind gradually stopped, and the next wave of ministers at the city gate left in groups, and there were already many carriages waiting outside the palace to pick up the adults in their own houses.

The ministers retreated with their fists clenched, smiling earnestly, but no one noticed the turmoil that had just been experienced on the city walls.

Xing Lian's face turned pale, and the fingertips of his fingers that seemed to be pinched on the city wall at random were white, and his strength was great, and he broke a wall brick alive.

The sun gradually moved down from mid-sky, and the light of the scorching sun turned from strong to soft, shining on her jade-like side face, shining with a soft halo.

But that patch of white, even the dim sunlight, couldn't drive away half a minute.

Wuji slowly walked under the city wall step by step, laughing softly like a nightingale at midnight, crisp, and diluting her usual arrogant appearance.

A soft chuckle spread across her lips, and she looked extremely proud, but the sadness in her eyes flooded like a tide, as if it was about to drown her whole being.

The slender palm hidden in the fiery red robe was clenched into a fist, and the sharp fingertips scraped across the palm, and the blood beads fell on the red cuffs, and a drop of red disappeared in an instant.

She succeeded, and she made this woman agree to leave Sijingyan as she wished, but she was also sad in her heart.

Seven points of self-injury for seven points...... What do you get? All I got was a heartache.

But...... Why did she watch those two people happy, why was she alone and sad.

No, it was going to be painful, the three of them were suffering together, they were going to be tortured, and she swore that these two would be tortured more than she was!

If you can't get it, those two don't want to get it either!