Xuanyuan Che looked at the stubborn man with a smile on his face.

The man with the scar felt creepy when Xuanyuan Che looked at him, and his tough tone couldn't help weakening, "I'm really... really not afraid of my wife."

Xuanyuan Che smiled clearly, "Yes, you are not afraid, you just respect her."

Hearing Xuanyuan Che's approval, the man with the scar had a smug expression on his face. If the lady knew that he had succeeded in persuading the famous Fourth Prince, and believed in his theory of respecting the lady, wouldn't she be praised?

In fact, this scarred man was also a well-known chivalrous man in Jianghu a few years ago. He liked to draw his sword to help when he saw injustice.

Then he met his current wife one day. At that time, his wife was selling her body to bury her father, but anyone with a brain could see that the woman was completely pretending. Only the fool with the scar was moved by her words. up.

To this day, he still remembers that statement, "The little girl and my father met bandits on the way to see relatives, and then my father was beaten up by those bandits in order to protect the little girl, and my father fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Those bandits had planned to commit atrocities against the little girl, but at that time a hero happened to rescue the little girl, but the bandits snatched the money.

And because of their atrocities, her father's health was failing. In order to prevent the hero from spending money, the little girl decided to sell herself to bury her father to report the hero's kindness. "

The man with the scar was crying when he heard this speech, and took out all his savings. The man with the scar still remembered that he said a very handsome sentence. "Miss, I will give you the money to bury your father. If there is more, you can figure it out yourself." Then he left handsomely.

The man with the scar didn't notice that after he left, the dead old man on the ground immediately jumped up and said to the woman in white, "Miss, there are still such stupid men now!" The voice was completely different. The elderly, on the contrary, are crisp and loud.

And the passers-by on the street are used to this woman occasionally selling her body to bury her father. How could it be possible for the wealthy Shen family to sell her body to bury her father?

"This man will be your future uncle."

Later, the man with the scar had an extra female follower, and by a certain chance, he was dismissed by this female follower, and then committed suicide. When he woke up the next day, the man with the scar thought that he had defiled his little girl. Girl, swear at once that I will marry her.

Xuanyuan Che left the scarred man and Leng Lan where they were, and entered the 'Luohua Pavilion' with a smile on his face.

"Chunxiang, come here."

"Yes, my lord." Chunxiang, who couldn't understand her hatred, pricked her hard again, and then let go of Leng Aomei.

Seeing Chunxiang's reluctant expression, Xuanyuanche felt a little funny, that there are still people who are so interested in torture.

Xuanyuan Che took out a bottle of brown potion from his bosom, and poured it straight into Leng Aomei's mouth.

"Leng Aomei, Leng Aomei, what do you think this king should do to you?" Xuanyuan Che's expression was playful, since he has the ability to let the empress dowager send you in, then don't blame this king.

Painful groans squeezed out of Leng Aomei's throat, the original clear and slightly flattering voice...

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