The moment Baili Suye paused, he didn't know what he was thinking, but when he erased it, the mark of Wen Zhunhen disappeared as if it had never appeared.
Wenren Qianjue was fiercely occupied by his scent, and she could clearly feel a certain area on her neck getting hot, as if something had disappeared.
Her eyes suddenly became blurry, and she couldn't explain the feeling at that moment clearly.
She didn't know anything at all, but she clearly felt at that moment that the connection between the two people was broken.
Cannot be repaired.
Don't know when it ended.
She only remembered that Baili Suye left her lips and said coldly: "You are free."
At that moment, he restored the high position of His Majesty the Seventh Prince, respected by thousands of people, killing the God of War, and perfect.
Looking at her expression was like looking at a stranger, without any emotion.
"Thank you, His Highness Seventh Highness."
She smiled and raised her head, still looking carefree.
As if she didn't care about being taken advantage of just now, but she was bitten by a dog.
She raised her head and put her hands behind her back, looking like a naughty queen.
Until I saw the black figure disappearing at the end of the corridor.
Wenren Qianjue instantly felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.
As proud as he was, they ended like this.
Sit down slowly against the wall.
Outside, there was a black sedan parked, and the housekeeper himself stood on both sides.
When he saw Baili Suye coming out, he naturally looked behind him, but he didn't see the tall and thin figure, and he couldn't help but be startled.
Looking at the master's expression, he knew something bad might have happened inside, so he immediately opened the curtain of the sedan without saying a word, and Baili Suye stooped down and sat inside.
The peerless face is as indifferent as the gods carved in Dunhuang, ruthlessly hidden behind the black sedan curtain.
"Go back to the Night Palace."
His voice was so indifferent, which made the housekeeper feel cold all over.
He immediately got up in the sedan and followed him, thinking that something was wrong.
You must know the current physical condition of the master.
He should not have left the night palace, but because he couldn't get over the matter of leaving her alone in the bathroom last night, he went out to take her back despite everyone's objections.
Does this woman know what is good or not?
Lord, there are so many women who couldn't get it even once, but this woman is so wanton and wasteful.
Inside the black sedan, Baili Suye's face became paler and paler, and he could no longer hold on.
His white hair was showing, and his purple eyes were as bright as the stars in the Milky Way.
He was just able to maintain a normal appearance, and it was already very tiring.
Just like Bai Ling said, this body is riddled with holes.
The housekeeper outside suddenly felt that the surroundings had become colder, and the cold air was biting away at the black sedan.
The housekeeper lowered his eyes, feeling very unhappy.
As soon as his eyes fell, he saw that ice had begun to form underneath the black sedan.
The frost began to spread from under the sedan chair, eroding away bit by bit, turning everything it touched into solid ice. master The butler's eyes changed instantly, and his tone became colder: "Hurry back to the Night Palace, hurry up."
In the sedan, that peerless face was getting whiter and whiter, as if it were paper, but there was an evil smile on Baili Suye's lips.
He raised his hand and pressed it on his chest, with cold air exuding from his fingertips.
Heart, beating rhythm is very different.
After a lot of hard work, he was grabbed, and there was a lingering feeling of suffocation.
Makes you want to rip your heart out and see what's wrong.
The evil smile on his lips grew wider, and there was a little bit of teasing in his evil purple eyes.
Is this the feeling of being hurt by love?
But that's it Putting his hand on his chest, Wenren Qianjue lowered his eyes for a long time, and tightened his fingers on his heart, pressing against it.
It seems that if you put more effort, the place will be quieter.
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Ouyang Junnuo hadn't left yet, standing beside her and accompanying her silently.
It's just that there are different emotions in the pair of fox eyes that are always cunning and dark.
He squatted down calmly and wanted to reach out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but found that there was not a single tear there.
He was slightly surprised at how this woman felt about Ye.
She said she had feelings.
Something like that happened just now, and she didn't even cry.
He said it didn't look like he was fine without her now.
In the end, he stood up with support.
Wenren Qianjue's steps were slightly frivolous.
She picked up the ancient sword and slung it behind her back as if she felt a little more secure.
She walked outside.
Ouyang Junnuo followed and gave him a hand: "You are not feeling well."
She hoped that something was really wrong with her body at this moment.
Bleeding, pain.
Or a headache or a fever.
Unfortunately, there was nothing.
She couldn't even divert her attention.
She just felt very weak in her chest.
"I feel so heartbroken.
I really want to stab him with a knife."
She smiled, her stern eyebrows curved into a beautiful look, half truth and half falsehood.
When Ouyang Junnuo was stunned, she had already walked downstairs.
It was still quiet outside.
The brothel only did business at night.
During the day, especially in the morning, it was the time for the girls to rest.
In the huge building, it was as if there were only two people left in such a busy life.
Silence is the best after the hustle and bustle.
Losing after gaining is the real loss.
Wenren Qianjue carried an ancient sword wrapped in black cloth on his back, and his walking style had returned to his usual lonely self.
Ouyang Junnuo figured that he should go back and see Baili Suye's body at this moment.
Condition.
But the fox eyes behind the lenses were slightly distracted for a moment, but still kept up with Wenren Qianjue's pace.
In the tavern, two jars of fine wine were placed on the oil-stained table.
Wenren Qianjue opened the clay seal and drank it directly without needing a bowl.
The waiter said that this is the treasure of the store, the daughter's red that has been produced for decades.
It tastes really good and has a softer taste than other wines. , the aromatic taste is also very mellow.
It slowly melts in the mouth, as if it has experienced decades of time.
Ouyang Junnuo sat opposite her, and he didn't know why he followed her here.
It's just that the slender fingers clenched and unclenched, maybe a little bit apologetic.
After all, the two people separated because of the words he said.
"I originally thought that you were not someone who used wine to relieve sorrow."
Ouyang Junnuo raised his eyes, with a slow smile in his eyes.
"I disappoint you.
I am just a common person."
Wenren Qianjue shrugged.
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This is how she is.
She hopes that life will be happy and never have any shortcomings.
But in front of life, fate always stands coldly on a high place.
Laughing at you, waiting for you to pounce, then tearing you apart She refuses to admit defeat, but occasionally gets tired.
Ouyang Junnuo stretched out his hand and held her hand: "If I drink these wines for you, you should stop drinking them.
How about it?"
He spoke very slowly, with a light tone, and no fluctuations could be heard.
Wenren Qianjue tilted her head, cupped her chin, and glanced at the two jars of wine next to her.
Daughter's popularity for decades is no joke.
She had never seen the elegant Ouyang Junnuo drunk.
Holding his chin lazily, Wenren Qianjue had a smile on his lips and said nothing.
"Then I'll take it as your consent."
Ouyang Junnuo took the opened jar of wine on the table, raised his hand steadily, and drank.
The sound of water flowing into the entrance didn't stop, and he didn't stop either.
The side face is handsome and flawless, and the rose gold frame can be seen turning into a line.
He drank gracefully without spilling a drop.
Keng placed the wine jar on the table.
"One jar."
Ouyang Junnuo said lightly, with wine stains on his lips.
Wenren Qianjue raised his eyebrows and looked him up and down: "He has a good drinking capacity.
Have you done what you promised me?"
After drinking most of the jar of wine, his expression did not change at all.
This level of alcohol was not even comparable to that of Pei Yuange, who had been soaked in the world of mortals all day long.
"The second altar."
Ouyang Junnuo patted open the mud seal of the second altar, his eyes motionless for a moment, only looking at Wenren Qianjue.
His voice was also light: "I have asked people to let out the news.
What the Seventh Prince said in the Confused Garden that day was to save you.
The relationship between the two of you will soon be divorced."
He picked up the second Drink the altar When Keng placed the second wine jar on the table, his expression remained unchanged.
The whole body's graceful demeanor remains unchanged.
He is still Ouyang Junnuo, the number one son in the capital.
"Qianjue, can you go?"
Ouyang Junnuo raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of tenderness.
Wenren Qianjue picked up the empty wine jar and smelled it.
The fragrant smell was still there, but not a drop of wine was left inside.
He rubbed his nose helplessly: "Pay for my wine.
It's very expensive."
Ouyang Junnuo: "Just now" "You said it just now, I didn't say anything."
Wenren Qianjue wrinkled his nose, still very depressed.
There were two jars of good wine, but now he was deprived of the right to drink to relieve his worries.
She suddenly felt aggrieved for no reason, her nose was sore, and her eye sockets were sore.
Even when her ribs were broken, she never cried.
She never cried when everyone she trusted betrayed her.
But at this time, she suddenly felt aggrieved, so aggrieved that she wanted to cry.
Ouyang Junnuo: Is there any woman with a thicker skin than her?
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"Okay.
I'll apologize."
Ouyang Junnuo called the shop owner, with a sinister smile on his lips.
After a few words, the shop owner came over: "Girl, this shop is yours from now on, you can drink whenever you want."
Come anytime.”
Wenren Qianjue's mouth twitched, and she smiled softly: "You mean, this store belongs to me."
"Yes."
The shop owner looked back at Ouyang Junnuo with a smile: "The young man bought it for the girl."
Wenren Qianjue stood up and left.
It's great to be rich.
Money can buy you happiness.
If you had known what happened, why would you have told her that the Saha fruit was eaten by her.
Someday she'll find out.
My heart was extremely complicated for a moment, and when I was lost, I heard someone discussing around me: "Have you heard that the young lady from the Bai family will be beheaded tomorrow morning?"
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Hey, it's not the corpse that appeared in Hua Street this morning.
It is said that if we don't kill that monster, the remnants of the Bai family will continue to cause chaos."
Feeling as if he was struck by lightning, Wenren Qianjue grabbed the man by the collar, his eyes as cold as a knife: "What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything.
I didn't say anything.
Who doesn't know about the Bai family?
You, you can find out if you go and ask around."
The man was so frightened that he peed his pants.
"Forget it."
Ouyang Junnuo's hand fell lightly on her shoulder: "I'm going to ask someone to inquire."
She broke away and let go of the person.
She turned around again, her voice was as cold as fishing from the ice.
Coming out: "I'm going to rob the prison, tell me where she is":