Evil Emperor Addiction: Peerless Concubine

Chapter 375 Last Place

Love can give everything for the one you love, but at the same time, you may not get the same return.

To respect others is to respect yourself.

Although Murong Jin's love for Xu Qingwan could not be returned, he did hurt a girl who loved him.

But if he doesn't use such a trick, he won't be able to escape himself.

So, after all this said, if she herself, Xu Qingwan, disagreed, there would be no chance for anyone to take advantage of her.

If she had called for help in that situation, he would have saved her without hesitation.

And she will only lose a little face, and at this moment, it is the path she chooses, and the faults of others cannot cover her own faults.

Some people don't look for problems in themselves, but insist that they are other people's problems, so this is to shirk responsibility.

Or it needs a support point.

Xu Qingwan left, and at the same time his Murong Jin's courtyard became the busiest place in the mansion.

As soon as Murong Han heard that Xu Qingwan had come to him, he came back to warn him when he came back from the trade union to deal with the matter.

"Murong Jin, Qingwan is my wife now, put away your bewildering smile."

Murong Jin raised his eyebrows, and glanced at him with a half-smile, "You don't need to tell me with great fanfare how you married her."

"You..." Murong Han was so angry that his nose was crooked, and then he thought of the news he had just received, and raised his eyebrows triumphantly, "I heard that the imperial court is going to investigate why Duanmuyao's spiritual power was abolished, but he was able to cultivate spiritual power. The matter is going to send me, I heard that you are very close? Do you need to release water?"

Obviously showing off his power, Murong Jin can make him succeed, "What does it matter to me whether you let the water go or not? It's just that you don't want to be attracted by her peerless beauty, lest you be scolded as a scum who abandoned your wife and son."

Murong Han looked disdainful, how could a woman abandoned by a family have anything worthy of his attention, even more attractive.

Murong Han's provocation let Murong Jin know that his Yaoyao was back, so when Xu Qingwan proposed to choose a maid for his courtyard, he neither agreed nor objected.

Because she will definitely come after she knows, so he just needs to wait here.

But he looked at the beautiful women in front of him, except that there was no one in his heart, no matter how good the mood was, he lacked interest.

Seeing that the end was coming to an end, it was almost noon, and she hadn't come yet, did something go wrong on the road?
It stands to reason that with her skill, no one should be able to stop her.

No, this imperial capital is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, what if someone really stops it?

He couldn't afford to gamble, and he didn't dare to gamble.

The temperature in the air dropped little by little, and the beautiful girls began to rub their arms, and some of them were almost frozen into ice sculptures in order to maintain a good image.

In the end, the girls couldn't help it, and left slowly one by one. They came here for this man, and they didn't want to explain themselves here.

As time passed, the girls left one by one. Some wanted to persevere, but even the one who was most resistant to the cold left. What hope do they have?
So, they reluctantly left.

Murong Jin watched the time getting later and later, his temper became worse and worse, and there was no one else in the whole courtyard except him.

Frowning tightly, he stood up and used his spiritual power to prepare to leave. Suddenly, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

He glanced coldly, looked at the butler, and his voice pierced his heart and lungs like ice, "What's the matter?"

The butler shuddered. He was not afraid of the eldest son or the head of the house, but he was only afraid of the second son. Seeing him covered in cold, he straightened his tongue and reported, "Second son, this girl signed up for the competition at the last minute of the deadline. Yes, you..."

(End of this chapter)