When the coachman saw the beautiful woman in the car sitting beside him, a refreshing fragrance wafted into his nose, and he was nervous for a while, and almost threw away the whip in his hand.

"Wei'er is bored in the car, do you want this king to accompany you in the car?" King Xuan narrowed his phoenix eyes and smiled, he didn't want Wei'er to show up on the street and let everyone peep at her.

"Oh, no, I'll just go back to sleep. Ziwei reluctantly returned to the car, muttering in her heart, this guy has bad intentions, if he gets into the car, he will definitely not honestly just take the car, close at hand, close to the water...... A lot is going to happen, and she shouldn't sit in a car with him to be such a dangerous person.

King Xuan looked at Ziwei's disgust for him, and his heart ached, did she just not want to see him? He had tried his best to make up for the mistakes he had committed to her, but Wei'er still rejected him, what could he do to impress her cold heart?

King Xuan rode on a horse, and from time to time he looked sideways at the gap between the curtain of the car being stirred by Ziwei, and his heart also moved with the curtain, undulating.

There was a click, and in the narrow part of a turn, his horse's hooves overturned a ceramic pave on the side of the road.

Whoa-whoa-whoa-

The porcelain rolled down one after another, and the broken pieces of porcelain were scattered all over the ground.

"It's broken, it's broken! It's all broken! Oh my God, this is what I bought with my family's painstaking money for two years of hard work, and I wanted to make some money from the pottery business, but now it's all over. The stall owner knelt on the ground with a crying voice, holding the broken porcelain piece and crying.

"Oh, this old brother is so pitiful!" a passer-by paused in sympathy.

"Isn't it? The whole family's hard work has been ruined, how will they live in the future? Another passer-by chimed in.

"This horse team seems to be quite majestic, I don't know which horse team it is, it is so powerful to step on other people's stalls, isn't this bullying?" A passerby behind him made a louder voice.

Both sides of the street were filled with pedestrians, and the more people gathered, the more people gathered, and people talked about the dilapidated stalls.

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