Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

----The nanmu table was shaken violently by Su Shajue's palm in a blink of an eye, and the shavings were scattered, piercing the ear! -----

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Su Shajue sat down gracefully, Zhuoran's figure was dignified and extraordinary, he brought himself a glass of plum blossom thin wine, and lightly sniffed the fragrance, the cold and mellow aroma of plum blossom made his eyes dim, and he took a light sip.

The smell of Leng Mei's wine made him dazed slightly. Seeing Wanyan Che drinking so well, he frowned slightly and said frankly: "Last time, you asked your family to search the entire restaurant building in Jinjin, and what kind of woman made you work so hard? ? Don’t you have a wife and a concubine in your family? Isn’t that enough?”

Hearing this, Wanyan Che stopped pouring the wine, and sighed slightly: "If I can choose, I only want to have a wife!" He drank the plum blossom wine in the cup again, and his chest felt a little spicy, but it made him feel Sour, even more bitter, if the world can be re-elected, he will definitely not let her down.

After taking a sip, the plum blossom wine stirred up a few times in his heart, it was the first time Su Shajue heard such dejected words from the conceited Wanyan Che, he couldn't help but feel that he was a little bit affectionate, and said with a smile: "Why? Now Do you think concubines are better than wives? I told you at the beginning that when you have more women, you will lose your judgment. Didn’t your mentor often say? 'You can't have it both ways'!

You are too greedy, and you will only hurt the weak in the end. When the weak are forbearing, it does not mean that they have no resentment. They are just choosing and swallowing. Since you have guilt in your heart, you should love her more. You have to pass it too! "There is a sullen anger in the faint words.

The dim sky reflected Wanyan Che's side face with a layer of radiance, but he felt a little helpless, and he felt even more guilty when he heard Su Shajue's words. For a long time, the two were speechless, and each drank in a low voice.

After a while, Wanyan Che finally turned to Qiyin: "Shajue, what if I say I lost her? Will you help me find her again?"

The deep and hoarse voice was full of helplessness and fear. The general who had always stood upright was now just a man who failed to find a wife. His scarlet eagle eyes lost their usual vigor, and some were left with nothing but guilt.

Startled by the movement of drinking, Su Shajue looked up, it was the first time he saw him so decadent, but he was more disappointed.There was usual indifference on the handsome and peerless face, but the bottom of the deep eyes was sullen, they closed their eyes and pursed their lips, Xuanhua's palms under the sleeves were faintly clenched, and his whole body exuded a sullen aura.

Facing Su Shajue who was so indifferent and furious, Wanyan Che's heart sank, and he wanted to explain something, but there was no sound in the end, and his hands felt a little uncomfortable, and then he let go, and his thin lips parted lightly: " Sha--"

boom- -

In a blink of an eye, the nanmu table was violently shaken by Su Shajue's palm force, and the shavings of smoke scattered, piercing the ear!

Su Shajue suppressed his great anger, looked at Wanyan Che steadfastly, and laughed: "Help you again! Why? Even a good person will be annoyed one day!"

Hearing this, Wanyan Che's eager heart suddenly sank, he was speechless for a moment, and his face, which was reddish from the wine, instantly turned pale, yes, why?