The roar shocked everything and instantly resounded throughout Wenren Mansion.
A few people didn't fully enter the inner courtyard and almost said it at the door.
First the servant screamed, and then Wen Renyan yelled.
People on the street outside heard it and peered in through the door.
Wenren Qianjue was not afraid at all and glanced at the maid beside him.
It turned out that Zhu just wanted to ask the maid to bring in reinforcements.
There was no other way.
If he wanted to really drive her out of Wenren Mansion, Wenren Yan had to take action himself.
Now the show really starts She raised her eyes and looked at Wen Renyan, and Mansheng said, "What a coincidence.
I don't have a father like you either."
His voice was normal, his tone was normal, and he didn't take them seriously at all.
After saying that, he still walked inside, thinking that the huge formation was nothing but air.
Mrs.
Zhu squeezed her handkerchief tightly, then stopped in front of Wenren Qianjue: "Where are you going?"
Wen Renyan also strode over.
I couldn't help but break up, and gave him a big slap in the face.
Wenren Qianjue suddenly retreated into the lightning, dodging the slap.
Things happened in an instant.
After Wen Renyan's hand fell, he looked at Wen Ren Qianjue almost in disbelief.
How could she have avoided his slap?
Didn’t Wen Renqian always listen to himself the most?
She glanced at Wen Renyan and Zhu Shi lightly, with a sarcastic smile on her lips: "Didn't I tell you that I am no longer the Wen Ren Qianjue I used to be.
So don't use the methods you used to use.
Looking for trouble” Her eyes turned cold and she suddenly shouted loudly Or others may think that she owes him what she gave birth to, but she knows that she does not owe Wenren Mansion a single penny, and she will never receive this slap in vain.
As for what Wenren Mansion owes her, now is just the beginning. , sooner or later she will come back ten times a hundred times A trace of surprise flashed through Wen Renyan's shrewd eyes.
He was different.
More than just different, he had completely transformed into another person.
"What do you want?"
His tone dropped and he actually asked.
"I don't want to do anything."
In Wen Ren Qianjue's indifferent eyebrows, her gaze fell on Wen Ren Yan's calm-looking face.
It was this man who once said he was her father, but he collaborated with others.
A woman killed her own mother, and now she wants to kill her own daughter.
Yes, she could see the suppressed murderous intent in those shrewd eyes.
"Take back my things and leave Wenren Mansion.
You don't need to pretend to me, and I don't need to bother you."
Wenren Qianjue said calmly with cold eyes.
He didn't expect her to speak so clearly, and Wen Renyan was also stunned.
But even if Wenren Qianjue wanted to leave, she couldn't say the words.
Wenren Yan sneered, turned aside, and let Wenren Qianjue go back and get his things.
"Master" Zhu took a step forward, very unwilling to do so.
Wen Renyan raised his hand to stop her behavior.
A sinister look flashed across his face, having experienced officialdom for a long time.
In fact, she originally didn't have much, including few clothes and jewelry.
She just wanted to come back to see if she could find any clues about what happened back then in the things she left behind.
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But, nothing.
Mrs.
Zhu was very careful and handled the affairs of the year cleanly.
Wenren Qianjue didn't waste much time, took a few things casually to avoid Zhu's suspicion, and left the room.
In the front yard, Wen Renyan and Mr.
Zhu were still standing there.
Seeing her come out, Wen Renyan took a few steps and walked in front of her: "Wen Ren Qianjue, from the moment you leave this door today, you will never come out again."
I am not from Wenren Mansion.
Wenren Mansion is a wealthy and innocent family.
I cannot tolerate a vicious and cold-blooded daughter like you."
He spoke righteous words as if he were a messenger of justice.
The people watching outside the door knew more or less, and when they saw what he said, they became even more convinced that Wenren Qian had done something to Wenren Xuexi.
"I heard that I lost one of my sister's arms in the draft."
"No wonder parents can't tolerate her."
They talked in low voices, but it still reached Wenren Qianjue's ears.
Is this the idea that Wenren Yan is fighting against?
Even if she loses, she still wants everyone to praise Wenren Mansion and let her be that vicious little bitch.
What a trick, I became a "biaozi" and I still want to build an archway She didn't panic at all, tilted her head, and even had a smile on her face: "Then, as courtesy, I should say this: I know a lot of people, but I don't have a father as cruel as you."
With a swish sound, the ancient sword was unsheathed The sharp blade flashed, and a piece of her clothes slowly fell down without warning, like a dying autumn leaf: "From now on, Wenren Qianjue has nothing to do with Wenren Mansion."
With the long sword in its sheath, she walked towards the door, her back straight and thin, but with a terrifying domineering air.
The people talking outside were shocked by her ruthlessness.
Wenren Qianjue's words made them speechless.
After all, it was a matter in the high-rise courtyard.
Who knows what happened in it.
From what that means, it seems like there is a hidden secret Outside, the horses' long neighs grew closer.
Soon, a luxurious carriage stopped in front of her.
Ouyang Junnuo walked down with a gentle smile.
The whole street was silent for a moment.
He stretched out his slender hand.
Referring to clean, beautiful, beautiful character, her eyes are even darker: "I'm here to pick you up."
Ouyang Junnuo's appearance is just right.
All eyes were focused on him, and everyone started talking.
He couldn't care less about the good show he just watched.
Wenren Yan gritted his teeth suddenly, wondering what the eldest son of the Ouyang family meant when he appeared at this moment.
Wenren Qianjue took his hand and jumped onto the carriage with the help of his strength, her face expressionless from beginning to end.
As cold as a piece of ice.
On the contrary, Ouyang Junnuo leaned forward and smiled appropriately at Wen Renyan at the gate: "Prime Minister Wen Ren, I'm leaving first."
His current status is almost the leader of the Ouyang family, so it is reasonable not to call himself a junior.
Wen Renyan couldn't fall out because of such a trivial matter.
He was very polite, so he could only grit his teeth and smile: "Master Ouyang, go slowly."
Ouyang Junnuo said lightly: "Let's go."
The handsome boy sitting in front of the carriage flicked his whip, and the carriage rolled away.
Wenren Qianjue leaned in the carriage without even looking behind her.
From now on, she was her innocent self and no longer had to bear the name of Wenren.
She didn't have any evidence about what happened that year.
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She would either not mention it.
Once she mentioned it, she would make sure that Wen Renyan and the Zhu family would be forced to a point of no return.
Just what I just said was enough for Wenrenfu.
Ouyang Junnuo smiled lightly, his eyes fell on Wenren Qianjue, and he said nothing.
In the night palace, Baili Suye was leaning against the beauty's back peacefully, her hair scattered, and in her hand was a beautiful bronze three-legged cup.
The wine contained in it exuded a sharp smell.
But his eyes were unparalleled, far more beautiful than any pearls and gems.
The butler stood quietly aside, waiting for orders.
There seemed to be poppies blooming in Baili Suye's eyes, with three thousand fragrances.
He lightly drank the wine in the cup and tilted it to the side.
A bronze carved green dragon next to the seat opened its mouth, and water slowly flowed down from it. fell into the cup.
The butler frowned, his master rarely drank like this.
A rough calculation today shows that he has drunk countless cups, but instead of being drunkenly red, his face is getting whiter and whiter, and finally becomes as transparent as sapphire.
Baili Suye stood up calmly and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
Looking at the time, it was soon going to be a full moon again.
That night seemed to be the most comfortable full moon time he had ever spent.
The clothes on his chest were spread out, and his perfect and tight muscles reflected the moonlight, they were perfect.
He raised his slender fingers slightly and drank the last glass of wine into his belly.
He threw away the three-legged bronze cup and took the black cloak handed over by the butler.
An angry dragon was embroidered with gold thread into a dark pattern. , covered the entire cloak, looming as the night wind swayed.
It's time to see what the little prey with sharpened claws is doing at this time.
A faint smile appeared on his lips, and he quickly disappeared into the night palace.
The housekeeper looked at the direction in which he disappeared and frowned deeply.
That woman seems to be really extraordinary to the master.
At night, Wenren Qianjue was lying on the bed, rolling around, suffering from insomnia again.
In the past, His Highness Seventh was crowded with her, but now that His Highness was gone, she realized how big this bed was.
Unable to sleep, he simply got up, put on a coat, went to the table and picked up his ancient sword.
The hollow patterns on it and the small marks on the handle are all so familiar.
She stared and slowly pulled out the ancient sword.
Suddenly, a feeling I had never experienced before swept through my body.
It seemed like I was being carried by a slight electric current, or something was happening inside my body.
In short, it was a strange feeling of surging blood.
I couldn't explain what I had to say, but it felt like power.
Wenren Qianjue's eyes darkened.
Could it be that this sword has other secrets?
She closed the scabbard and slowly pulled it out again, but there was no such feeling.
Tried again, still nothing.
She calmed down and tried several more times, but nothing happened.
That feeling seemed to be an illusion and would never appear again.
"Where is the secret?"
Wenren Qianjue frowned, and slowly ran her fingers down the handle of the knife, stroking the blade inch by inch.
She suddenly felt a cold feeling behind her, and a black figure was already standing behind her.
A cold breath stopped in her ears: "What secret?"
Wenren Qianjue looked back and sneered: "Well, Your Majesty Seventh Prince, please don't be so sudden every time you show up, okay?"
She was thinking carefully just now, but Baili Suye's appearance still made her unaware.
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Every time, she would never realize that this person's appearance made her feel very dangerous.
Under the moonlight, Baili Suye slowly curled her lips, looking extremely seductive.
His slender fingers stretched out faintly, and a silver note fell on her ancient sword.
Then he turned around and returned to the bed, closing his eyes and getting ready to sleep.
Wenren Qianjue glanced at the ancient sword and couldn't find any reason tonight.
She could only put it down and sleep on her own half of the bed.
The people around her were breathing evenly.
She counted the gold and silver she won from the gambling game that Bai Shengluo gave her last time, plus the rewards from the emperor and the money she cheated from a certain highness.
The more I counted, the more at ease I felt, and I slowly fell asleep.
The next day, Pei Yuange's banging on the door woke her up
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