"There is no time to say more." Zhuzhu carried the girl's shoes and pulled Yu Nian into the rain: "Come on the princess!"

Xie Li was drinking chicken soup. Today he was wet from the rain and his body felt a little chilled.

Suddenly, there was a quarrel outside the door. His eyelids didn't move, and he was eating the chicken soup in the bowl with a calm expression.

With a bang—

The girl was wet with hair, barefoot, pale face, and red eyes. She walked into the room step by step, looked at the man in the room, and asked word by word: "Xie Li, how did you tell me that day?"

"Can girl." Xie Li looked up at her, his tone was calm: "This is the moment, the moment is the moment."

Seeing that her body was trembling, perhaps because she was cold, his tone softened: "Although this is the case, I have to apologize to you for my father. It's already done, so you should accept it. Wei Lianzhen may be a good match, and it may not be true."

Xie Weiran's body was shaking, not because he was so cold that he was trembling, but because he was so angry that he was trembling.

She was full of joy and waited for her lover to return, thinking about her day and night, just waiting for her to meet and express her feelings, but now she has become the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror.

There was a huge anger in her eyes, staring at Xie Li, and snatching out Zhu Xuan whip in her hand: "Xie Li! You're a bastard!"

The whip used all her strength and whipped the desk table in front of Xie Li. With a crisp sound, the table suddenly split into pieces and all the things on the table hit the ground.

The man's face was always calm, and he couldn't move when the whip came.

Xie Weiran held the whip and was exhausted. She held the door frame beside her and wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she spat out a mouthful of blood, frightening Zhuzhu and Yunian who were following her.

She looked at Xie Li, her expression gradually weakened, as if she had been removed from her spirit and slowly fell down.

Zhuzhu and Yunian rushed forward to catch her.

Xie Li stood up, remained silent for a moment, and sang: "Come here!"

It was already late at night when Xu Yinian arrived in the capital.

After entering the palace, he met the saint and returned to the general's mansion, he washed up and sat down, carrying hot tea to get rid of the cold air.

After taking a few sips, he got up and acted to walk out.

When Xu Lin saw this, he hurriedly asked, "Where is the general going? It's late at night, it's time to rest."

Xu Yinian frowned: "I'll go to the prime minister's mansion to have a look."

Along the way, he was as if he could return home, wishing that the horse would grow wings and return to the capital in a moment, but he couldn't.

He suppressed his deep longing and rode his horse back to Beijing quickly just to see her.

They have been missing for a long time, and I wonder if she misses herself like him.

"General." Xu Lin stopped him: "It's late at night, the princess must have rested. She didn't know that you were back to Beijing today, so she probably didn't wait for you, so she rested early."

Xu Yinian thought about it. Cancan likes to sleep and likes to go to bed early. If he goes at this time, it will be inappropriate to disturb her rest.

Then go tomorrow, let’s talk to her about the wind and frost and longing along the way.

Seeing that he turned around and sat down, Xu Lin breathed a sigh of relief, then went out and brought the door with him.

Xu Yinian sat down and carefully took out something from his arms.

Seeing an exquisite sachet in his hand, he was gently rubbing the sachet, with a strong feeling in his eyes.

Cancan... Wait until I come to find you tomorrow...
Chapter completed!