Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

Xuanyuan Qingtian's extremely cold and unfathomable eyes did not contain any trace of emotion, but only shone with a pure and gloomy starlight. He looked at Song Yichen, whose face remained unchanged and remained unmoved, without saying a word. .

Song Yichen didn't put Duanmu Minya down, nor did he take a step forward, just stood there.

Those eyes, which were as clear as sapphires, gleaming with lingering brilliance of glass, just looked back at Xuanyuan Qingtian so clearly as water.

Suddenly Xuanyuan Qingtian came towards Song Yichen suddenly, and he came to Song Yichen's body in a few strides, with his hands stretched out and stretched out in front of Song Yichen silently.

"No! The concubine wants to go back."

As if knowing what Xuanyuan Qingtian was going to do, Duanmu Minya suddenly made a sound. She anxiously covered Song Yichen's arm with her uninjured right hand. She looked at Song Yichen and shook her head. She meant that Song Yichen should not hand her back to Xuanyuan Qingtian's hands.

Song Yichen slightly lowered his head and looked at Duanmu Minya in his arms, and frowned at Xuanyuan Qingtian, his expression was deep as if he was thinking, he was caught in the battle between heaven and man.

In his heart, he usually wants him to listen to Xuanyuan Qingtian and return Duanmu Minya to him.

The other half held an opposing opinion, saying that you have promised Duanmu Minya to send her back, so you must not break your promise to her. Since loyalty and righteousness cannot have both, then no matter what, don't break your promise.

Just like this, Song Yichen's patience was at war. After a while, Song Yichen seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and cleared his throat.

"Please forgive me, my lord. Just now, my subordinates have already promised Wangfei that she must be sent back. This subordinate must not break his promise to Wangfei."

"Humph!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian took a step forward with a stern expression, grunted coldly between his teeth, and squeezed his beautiful and cold thin lips tightly, as if he was afraid of the anger pouring out like a fire in his heart. Ingesting momentum makes people feel oppressed and can't breathe.

Song Yichen seemed to be forced to take a step back by Xuanyuan Qingtian's aura.

"Okay, you mean you want to betray me? If that's the case, don't appear in front of me again!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian's cold words rushed towards Song Yichen like a sharp knife.

"My lord, calm down, my lord, my lord, that's not what Doctor Song meant. Doctor Song won't betray my lord. Tell me, doctor Song!"

Xiaolin kowtowed in fright when she heard the words, she knelt in front of Xuanyuan Qingtian, then climbed up to Song Yichen, kept tugging on Song Yichen's clothes, and signaled Song Yichen to hurry up and beg the prince to forgive him.