All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

"Xiaoqin, let's go back to the room.【26nbsp;】"

Xiaoqin, who was completely stunned, finally came back to her senses because of Qiyin's call, she stuttered a little panicked, hurried over and nodded to support Qiyin, "Miss."

Yan Weile was going to block their way, but Yun Huan said faintly behind him, "Is General Yan going to disobey the imperial edict?"

"I don't dare." The footsteps under his feet seemed to be rooted in place, all because of the emperor's fate.

Qiyin looked at Yun Huan, nodded slightly to him, and thanked him silently. She and this ninety-five supreme being were just acquaintances. She really did not expect that he would help her in this way today.

As soon as the master and servant left, the originally lively wedding hall was really silent, and his face was embarrassed. Why did he feel uncomfortable sitting? He originally came here to congratulate and ask for a cup of wedding wine, but he would not have seen such a scene The world-shocking drama, after today is over, the Yan family has not yet become the object of discussion in Shengjing. Seeing Yan Weile's livid face holding back the rage, everyone swallowed tacitly. This strange atmosphere is really It's like sitting on a blanket.

Xiao Jingchen picked up the teacup and took a sip, hiding that casual smile, and he did not disappoint, Ayin, you do have enough courage to get rid of all this...

Seeing Qiyin leaving, Yun Huan, who was sitting in the upper position, immediately felt bored, so he bid farewell to Mr. Yan. The future will be long, and without the constraints of the Yan family, he doesn't have to worry too much.

The emperor is gone, and these courtiers still join in the fun, and a group of officials also bid farewell to Yan Weile one after another. Those rich businessmen have a little friendship with Zhuge's family. Such a sensational thing happened, and they can't vomit in their hearts. Hurry home and chat with your wife first.

For a moment, the entire Xitang looked extremely gray and ruined, and all the servants in the mansion trembled, for fear of saying a wrong word or doing a wrong thing.

"Grandpa is getting old and can't take care of your affairs anymore." The desolate voice made this old man, who was originally seventy years old, seem to be a few years older, without the usual kindness on his face, scanning the eyes of Yan Weile and Zhong Lingxiu full of complaints.

After many twists and turns, everything stems from his being too stubborn, that's all.

Yan Weixun sighed and stood up, waved his hands, and left the wedding hall.

"Grandpa." Yan Weile called softly, but Old Master Yan didn't turn his head, seeing him staggering over the threshold and leaving, felt extremely sad.

What's the matter? Xi Po wrung the silk cloth in her hand, tried her best to maintain her signature smile, and had a great day, but being tossed by them was as deserted as a mourning, and she didn't know what to do next .

"Brother Yan." Zhong Lingxiu stood not far from him, so she could see all his emotions in her eyes. The struggle and pain were extremely dazzling. Usually stabbed in her chest, but she still had to pretend that she didn't understand anything, and suppressed the jealousy in her heart.

"Yixuan, send Lingxiu back to her room."

"Yes." Yixuan nodded and stepped out.

"Everyone else should leave." Yan Weile tore off the huge eye-catching ball on his chest, and left here quickly, as if staying for a moment longer, the surging sense of urgency attacked him from all directions, and the most afraid Yes, to see Lingxiu's eyes.

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