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The question of the occasional good made Yi Huaiyu silent instantly, his long back stiffened, and the hand that often held the sword to split the beacon fire and wolf smoke clenched into a fist, and after a long time, he was unable to let go. 173

Licking his dry lips, Yi Huaiyu couldn't even believe that the hoarse and hateful voice came from his mouth.

"At that time...... I know. ”

Intermittent memories flashed like the shadows of a swaying tree, and there were the smell of wine, the noise, the dim lights, the gentleness of the hands on the forehead, and the warm fragrance of nephrite in front of them, and the shortness of breath in the ears. He was drunk, but his eyes were still there, and he could clearly see that the person under Cheng Huan was not Su Shiyun who was thinking about it, but the wayward daughter who sometimes made him helpless and sometimes made him feel excited.

Knowing that it was Sima Tulan, he still didn't end his absurd behavior.

"Do you remember?" Seeing Yi Huaiyu's eyes stunned, the cold smile on his lips became more and more alienated, "If His Highness is just greedy for temporary joy, I can only say that this method is not as good as a beast; If His Highness really has a heart for Miss Sima, then please don't hurt her again - she is far from being as strong as His Highness thinks. ”

The conversation that was once full of enthusiasm and ideals and ambitions quietly disappeared at some point, and now the two are always arguing about a woman, this situation makes Yi Huaiyu regret and regret, and at the same time sensitive to something, he can't help but gasp: "Sui Liang, you are sorry for Tu'er-"

"It's just that I can't see His Highness's behavior." Occasionally, Suiliang interrupted Yi Huaiyu, and the light in his eyes dimmed again, "Lord Yao treats Miss Sima as a tool to love, not real family affection; Although General Sima cared, he didn't understand Miss Sima, and he couldn't give her intimate protection. Now the only person who can make her affectionate is His Highness, if even His Highness hurts her indifferently, how can you let Miss Sima live? It is not her fault that she was born in the Sima family, and I hope that His Royal Highness can treat Miss Sima well. The first address of the mobile terminal of this mobile phone:"

doesn't say anything, but every word and deed is thinking about the other party, and the thoughts of the occasional good behavior have been completely exposed, no matter how much you deny it, it's useless.

In the past two days, "surprises" have come one after another, but only this incident surprised Yi Huaiyu the most, raised his eyebrows lightly, and actually smiled a little: "Really, why didn't you say it earlier?" If it's someone you like, I'll do everything I can to keep you together. ”

Even Suiliang raised his head and smiled bitterly.

Together...... Is it possible for him and Sima Tulan to be together now?

Her heart has always been tied to Yi Huaiyu, especially now that she has a child, he can no longer walk into the heart of that woman who seems to be hard but is more vulnerable than anyone else.

"I don't expect anything to be with Miss Sima, I just ask His Highness to treat her well." Glancing back at the quiet side hall, Sui Liang lowered his voice, "Your Highness obviously likes Miss Sima, since this is the case, isn't it natural to marry her?" Maybe this will make Miss Su sad, but compared to Miss Sima's pain and the overall situation, only this is the best of both worlds. ”

"You mean, let me accept Yao Junxian's conditions to marry Tu'er?" Yi Huaiyu looked at Sui Liang in a daze, and his voice was so small that it was almost murmuring.

Didn't he think about this plan, on the one hand, Su Shiyun, who fell in love at first sight, and on the other hand, Sima Tulan, who could bring him huge benefits, if he could take both of them into his arms, would he have everything soon? After thinking about it for all means, he gave up his thoughts because he couldn't bear to see Su Shiyun's disappointed gaze, and there was also a part of the worry that Sima Yuan and Yao Junxian would take the opportunity to suppress him.

Now, however, that concern doesn't make much sense.

Yi Huaiyu suddenly asked intently, "Suiliang, what do you want me to do?" ”

"Your Highness decides for yourself, I'm tired and want to be alone."

After saying that, the good way left by chance, and Xiao Suo's back remained in his sight, making Yi Huaiyu lose his mind for a long time.

In the General's Mansion, which was also shrouded in great changes, the smug laughter completely overshadowed the worry and anxiety, and the faint aroma of wine revealed the good mood of the talkers and laughers, even the cold of winter could not be felt.

"This kid came at the right time, and it was so good! Fortunately, the marriage with the hairy boy of the puppet family dragged on for three months, otherwise this great opportunity would have been missed! Yao Junxian, who is usually calm and introverted, was very happy today, lifting the wine glass and squinting slightly, his face full of red light showed a little drunk, "Tu'er, this fool, I said that I had that incident with the second prince, why should we toss such a thing?" If nothing else, the next phoenix seat of the queen of Yaoguo is none other than Tu'er, and you are also the uncle of the country who can't run, and when the time comes, see who dares to look down on the Yao family and the Sima family! ”

"What my uncle said is that it is better for Tu'er to marry the second prince as she wishes than to marry the general, although they are all heroes and young, but the second prince is her love after all, and there will be no regrets when I think Tu'er."

"Yes, after a few years, the second prince will hold the imperial power and unify the society, and Tu'er's life will be considered complete!"

The conversation was sometimes high and sometimes low, in short, the topic did not leave Sima Tulan's marriage, it sounded that Sima Yuan and Yao Junxian had determined that Yi Huaiyu would agree to Sima Tulan's request, and this little wine was just a celebration in advance. Because the people around them were all held back, neither of the two people who were chatting warmly noticed the woman sitting quietly on her knees under the window outside the house, let alone heard the silent crying that was more quietly than the falling snow.

For more than ten years, since her father and mother died in the hands of thieves and she became an orphan in her brother's house, this small vacant land that no one comes to is the place she frequents most often.

There is wind and rain here, it will be cold in winter, it will be hot in summer, and it is not as clean as a small corner of the bedroom, but she is attached to this place and cannot leave here, because only here can she hear many secrets and face the truth that may be cruel and ruthless. It is said that women are sensitive, why not Sima Tulan? She knows who is sincere, and who is hypocritical and pretending that she understands, so she is reluctant to have too much contact with her uncle, and is always a maverick - she knows that Yao Junxian is just her blood relative, and emotionally, she is just a tool for her uncle to seek a position of power.

There must always be a time when a thousand spoils will be rewarded, and now is the time for Yao Junxian to ask for a return, with her body, her feelings, and the unexpected child in her womb.

If he forced Yi Huaiyu to marry for such a shameless reason, he would hate her, right? He loves Su Shiyun so much, how could he allow a piece of dust to rub into his lover's eyes? finally made up his mind not to be obsessed with it, and it took a lot of effort to convince himself to face another silent and gentle man seriously, but at this time......

I wanted to marry, but I didn't dare to marry, so I had to marry.

Heaven always seems to like to joke with her, watching her be embarrassed and cornered until her heart dies.

With a sad smile and tears falling from the corners of her eyes, Sima Tulan lay quietly in the snow, hoping that a kind of relief would come, so that she would not have to be sad for anyone in the hustle and bustle, nor would she have to be entangled in any unobtainable feelings.

Su Xue was cold, cold to the heart and lungs, and in the drowsiness, the afterglow swept past the gate of the side courtyard, but saw a familiar figure hurrying over.

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