Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 295 This Is My Husband (8)
If she needs this identity, then this marriage cannot be easily refused, especially Xie Heng's marriage contract.

Su Mengchen nodded: "If it's really troublesome, I can help if you need it."

Song Wanzhi looked at him, stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you."

Su Mengchen's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.

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Qilian Mansion.

Qi Lianze cultivated at home, but it was said to be self-cultivation, but in fact, he was temporarily deprived of his position by the empress, because releasing someone in the deep valley without authorization, such a punishment is already light.

He stood under the door, feeling a little restless.

Because, what happened this morning had already been heard in his ears. On the high platform, Song Wanzhi was proposed by three people, but the emperor's following decree was to threaten Song Wanzhi at all.

If Song Wanzhi had to choose among these three, who would he choose?

It must be Xie Heng.

But Xie Heng...

He didn't know much about the secrets of the royal family, but he happened to know a little about the queens of the past.As for Emperor Xiaojing's sudden mention of marriage, one can imagine the sinister intentions involved.

But, just let that girl fall into this trap?

For Song Wanzhi, he had three points of respect, and when he closed his eyes, he remembered the way Yan Yan was talking and laughing, and he couldn't help feeling a little powerless in his heart.

But, what can he do?
And at this moment, the butler hurried over: "General."

"What's the matter?" Qi Lianze asked.

The housekeeper handed over a letter with both hands: "I heard someone knocking on the door, so I opened the door, but I only found this letter outside the door."

Qi Lianze took the letter, but there was no signature on the envelope, he was puzzled for a moment, then opened the letter, his eyes flicked quickly.

Then, his eyes shone brightly.

He squeezed the letter paper tightly and made up his mind.

-

The sun was covered by dark clouds in the afternoon, and then a pot of rain poured down.

And the people surrounding Song Wanzhi's small courtyard were not less, but more.

The three circles outside the Habayashi Guardi surrounded the courtyard like an iron barrel, and the story of Song Wanzhi spread throughout Zhaodu in an instant.

Therefore, there are more people watching the excitement.

At the same time, being courted by three proud sons of heaven, has this ever happened in the history of Zhaodu?

Everyone was thinking, and they didn't know who this Miss Wan Zhi would choose.

The rain was dripping down, Song Wanzhi stood outside the house, looking up at the rain under the eaves, like a bead curtain, opened in front of his eyes.

Su Mengchen stood next to her and didn't speak. Xiaobai looked at the two people behind and felt bored, so he simply curled up to sleep. In the room, Xiaoye was holding a collection of poems and teaching Shen Jin to speak one by one.

Inside and outside the house, it seemed to be immersed in a strange silence.

Obviously at the moment there are guards outside, deep in it, but at this moment the state of mind becomes more and more peaceful, the raindrops bounced up, gradually smearing ripples like a melody around the ear.

Su Mengchen stood next to her with his hands behind his back. He obviously didn't talk, and didn't even meet his eyes, but there seemed to be something silent in his heart that was slowly splashing away, making people unable to help but smile on the corners of his lips.

And at this moment, suddenly, the raindrops were in a mess.

With a sound of "da", it splashed thinly, and staggered a step.

Song Wanzhi immediately looked up.

With a sound of "swipe", a voice was wrapped in the cloak and came out.

(End of this chapter)