The noble husband comes to the door: the wife and the owner are ruthless

Chapter 145 The Antidote
"If Ye Raochen didn't appear, we wouldn't be what we are today. I hate him, I hate Ye Raochen"

Baililian's moist phoenix eyes were full of hatred, he almost clenched his fists, and he dug his nails into the flesh, without knowing it
Yes, if that person hadn't appeared, the ordinary and beautiful life between him and Feng Qianxuan would not have been broken. It was that person's fault, not myself
"Enough, from now on without my permission, you are not allowed to hurt Raochen half a point"

Feng Qianxuan raised her eyebrows, and gave the biggest warning, she gave him even a glance, and left without mercy.
Seeing her so indifferent, he felt as if his heart had been torn apart abruptly, and it was so painful that he couldn't breathe
"I just want to be with the person I like. I want you to see me alone. Am I doing something wrong?"

Baililian's phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of white mist, she looked at the empty room bitterly and choked up, and muttered to herself in a low voice
Since that day, let alone let her touch her, she never even set foot on the door of her own room. Whenever she asks the servants, looking for your trace, there is always only one answer.

The young lady is in Xianle Tower
Whenever the silent night comes, he always sits alone in front of the bed, waiting from dark to dawn alone. That's why he hates Ye Raochen, the man who stole his beloved wife...

A group of men dressed in black appeared from the gazebo, looking at the decadent man on the ground, they quickly surrounded him like lightning.
Hearing the sound, he thought his wife had returned, so he raised his head in surprise, the feeling of loss flashed across his eyes, and questioning was replaced
"Who are you? How dare you break into the Baili mansion, aren't you afraid of the Baiyao Valley behind me?"

How they escaped the hidden guards of the Baili Mansion surrounded by layers is unknown for the time being.

But as soon as the wife-lord left, they came, could it be that they were looking for the enmity and hatred of the wife-lord?
If they dared to have the intention of hurting the wife-lord, he, Baililian, would never let them walk out of here alive. Under the white sleeve, a bare hand was gently holding the poisonous powder wrapped in paper, ready at any time.
Suddenly, the men in black surrounding Baililian quickly knelt down on one knee with a sword in their hands, their expressions were dignified and humble. Their actions made Baililian even more puzzled
The leading woman asked sincerely, "I am Mo Yan from the Youfeng Sect. I have been looking for the whereabouts of the 'true' prince for five years. Yesterday, when I happened to pass by the roof, I saw the portrait of the young master's wife in the hands of the servant."

"Mo Yan and the Youfeng faction are willing to ask the young master to allow me to meet the young master's wife."

It would be great if she is really the master, Youfeng needs her, and the country also needs her, now Fengxue country is no longer what it used to be, it is close to the level of subjugation

Bai Lilian's complexion suddenly turned pale, and those people finally realized that no matter how flawless he did, in the end, he still couldn't keep her

"Hahahaha!" He suddenly laughed into the sky, but the smile was too miserable

After a while, he stopped smiling while everyone was puzzled, and came to the case on the guqin with a painful face.

With a firm press, a fist-sized hidden drawer appeared on the side of the desk, and a small porcelain vase with plain flowers was taken out from it, and placed tremblingly on the countertop
"My lord is suffering from Wangchensan, and I have forgotten all the previous memories. This is the antidote."

Although I don't know why the prince was hit by Wangchensan?But Mo Yan still carefully put the small porcelain bottle in his arms, thanked him, and then led everyone away
He stared at those people leaving, unable to maintain his composure any longer, his elegant and handsome face was gradually covered with tears, and wept softly.
(End of this chapter)