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Chapter 939 What I Want To Prove Is My Marriage
You Xueran cast a glance at Ling Canglie, she asked in disbelief: "Can you do everything?"

Ling Canglie gave her a "sincere" look, "I will do anything, including you~"

You Xueran cast a blank stare at Ling Canglie, can this man persist for three seconds every time he is affectionate and sincere?

She teased Ling Canglie and said: "My husband, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, okay? You seem to be able to do everything except that thing~"

The two looked at each other, and Youxue's eyes were as black as jade, and there was a bewitching light in full bloom.

The corners of Ling Canglie's lips raised, and the voice of "my husband" was so soft that people liked it, every time he would tell nonsensical jokes, but You Xueran rarely talked about such intimate things with him.

Now she said it in a tone of teasing him, Ling Canglie raised his hand with a smile, his bony fingers touched You Xueran's lips, lingered on her mouth intentionally or unintentionally, and lingered along her chin deliberately And down, it landed on her collarbone.

You Xueran leaned in his arms without struggling to resist, as if this was just a very common movement, because she was used to the intimate contact with Ling Canglie.

Ling Canglie let out a laugh, that laughter was like being immersed in the icy sea water in summer, with oxygen bubbles gushing over his face.

"Miss, have you forgotten? My husband is the one who can make you want to die with just one finger."

You Xueran: "..." She felt that this topic could not be discussed anymore...

Ling Canglie's fingers covered You Xueran's cheeks, and he whispered:
"Emperor Kongtong asked me to witness the marriage, and I will go."

You Xueran laughed and said, "Okay~ I'll wait for you to witness my marriage, and let you see what kind of person my husband is."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Ling Canglie said with a serious expression:

"Your husband can only have me, and there will be no second person. What I want to prove is my marriage!"

His voice was full of unprecedented firmness, and the light in his star-like pupils surpassed the radiance of the Milky Way.

You Xueran leaned in Ling Canglie's arms, looked up at the man in front of her, he shed blood for her, he would not even die for her, he could contend against the whole world for her...

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At night, a carriage galloped past the official road. The man sitting in the carriage had already been dizzy and exhausted from the bumps along the way.

He covered his mouth with a veil, and the foreign object in his stomach kept churning, making him almost vomit.

"How long will it take to reach the Imperial Capital of Killing Ting?" The man feebly asked the groom who was driving outside.

The wheels were rumbling, and the noisy coachman didn't hear the other party at all. The man opened the curtain in the carriage and yelled at the coachman again;
"How long will it take to reach the Imperial Capital of the Killing Court!"

The coachman finally heard the voice of the other party, and said back to the person in the car: "There is still half an hour, and we will be there soon."

The man leaned against the soft cushion like a collapse: "Half an hour... half an hour is almost here..."

The coachman heard the other party harassing, so he said to the man: "My lord, you can hold on for a while, there is no inn near here, when we enter the capital of the killing court, we can find a place to stay."

The man threw the handkerchief on the ground unhappily, and muttered:

"It's been a day of walking, and I have to suffer such a crime to participate in a son-in-law selection ceremony. If I had known, I would not have come!"

(End of this chapter)