Get on the Wrong Sedan Chair and Marry the Right Wolf + Extra Story

Ling Qiufan was taken aback, then shook his head, "The general misunderstood, I didn't mean that, I just..."

Wei Yueyan slowly helped Ling Qiufan to sit upright, and let go of his hands, "Just what?"

Ling Qiufan's eyes fell on other places, her heart seemed to be blocked by a big rock, and she hesitated for a while, if she looked at Wei Yueyan at this moment, she would definitely be able to see from Wei Yueyan's eyes full of emotions, The tenderness that can't be concealed no matter what.

Ling Qiufan thought for a long time and finally said nothing, gently pushed Wei Yueyan's embrace away, straightened his back, "It's nothing, the general just pretend that I didn't say anything tonight." A lamp like a bean slowly closed his eyes, like a gauze cupboard to block off the autumn water in the courtyard, Ling Qiufan's heart was in a state of confusion, how could she speak?The originally determined mood swayed left and right when she actually saw Wei Yueyan. She clearly couldn't frown her brows in the strong wind and làng in Wujun before, but why in front of Wei Yueyan, her mouth seemed to be sealed with beeswax, and she said nothing If you don't say anything, everything seems wrong.

How sensitive is his heart, before Wei Yueyan felt a little sullen, it was a wrong thing to mention Mrs. Qu in front of her, if he changed his words and said he was worried about his sister, what would Wei Yueyan think?

Wei Yueyan didn't know that Ling Qiufan had many thoughts in his heart. Seeing his wife frowned and said nothing, she seemed displeased, and she was wondering if her attitude was too bad and she scared her.After three years of hard work, I finally met her, got married and returned home, pampered and coaxed before it was too late, and she was displeased after only a few months, how can I not feel heartbroken when all the hard work I spent before was in vain.Wei Yueyan gritted her teeth, wanting to make up her mind to follow Ling Qiufan's wishes, but at this moment, the thoughts that she had held on to for many years popped up out of nowhere.

"Madam wants me to let go of the historical pile, this is absolutely impossible." Wei Yueyan clenched her fists tightly, "I will tell Madam, Mrs. Qu has a long-standing grudge with me, if I back down on this matter, she will definitely bully me, and then I will be the one who will be criticized by thousands of people." I felt that the thin clothes on my back were soaked with sweat, and saying a few words was like fighting a protracted war without sleep for three days and three nights.

Ling Qiufan seemed shocked, pursed his thin lips, and looked at the bright candle in front of him in confusion.The two hydrangea birds seemed unhappy to see their master, they hopped over and tilted their heads to look at her together, and Ling Qiufan looked at the two hydrangea birds that followed her and her sister from Wu County all the way to Jinling , A huge wave of sadness swept over like a sea làng, and she asked cautiously for the last time, "General, would you like to tell me the reason?"

"Madam..." Wei Yueyan let out a long sigh, "Even if I am soft-hearted, does Madam think that Qu Quan will let me go?"

Ling Qiu stood up abruptly, with bright eyes, "I trust my sister, since I can persuade the general here, I believe my sister will also help me persuade Shang Shu when the general is in trouble."

"I'm nice to my wife because three—" Realizing that I had slipped my tongue, Wei Yueyan hurriedly changed his words, "The night when three matchmakers and six hires brought my wife into the house, I fell in love with my wife at first sight. Yue Yan should offer it with both hands. But Naqu Quan is a man of deep sensuality, how can Xue Ji's pure and kind sister influence her behavior. Today, Madam speaks for Na Qu Quan, I am afraid that he will be swallowed up by Na Qu Quan!"

"Master Qu... What kind of enmity do you have with the general?" Ling Qiufan seemed to be frightened. She knew that when she was in Wu Jun, her father was there to protect her. But now that Wei Yueyan said this, she suddenly felt that what she saw in the past might not even be as superficial.

"...If I'm not wrong, Qu Quan should be doing the same thing as me." Wei Yueyan turned around, stroking Ling Qiufan's back to comfort him, "The only way to do that is to risk your life." You can seek. Such people are the most respectable, but also the least trustworthy. Because for us, the three-foot court is nothing more than an empty room with no relatives, friends, invincibility, or party, no one to trust, no one to rely on , Unscrupulous is a necessity for survival, eradicating dissidents is commonplace, as long as we are carrying the thing behind us, we can do anything."

"There is no such thing as a heavy mission after passing away, and there is no temptation to attract the goal of keeping your eyes on. Qu Quan is like me, and I am like Qu Quan. We have no way out."

"So, I understand Qu Quan. If she were in my position today, she wouldn't let her go easily."

After Wei Yueyan finished speaking, she stared at her wife again. She wanted to do everything in her power to cherish and cherish her wife. The guilt in her eyes was reflected in her wife's eyes. It was both resolute and confused, both tactful and sharp, with various contradictions Alternate emotions are mixed together like a mess, inseparable.

"If I hadn't been lucky enough to meet my wife in three lifetimes, even marriage would have been the cornerstone of the road."

Ling Qiufan was shocked when he heard these words and couldn't hold on any longer, he slumped down and sat back down, feeling that the mess that Wei Yueyan saw in Wei Yueyan's eyes just now also ran into her mind, bringing those things she had seen since she was a child to university. messed up in one place.

Chapter 72 Autumn in Moling

"..." Wei Yueyan knew that she had frightened her wife, thinking that it was cold at night, but his wife didn't realize that she was only wearing a thin shirt, so she quickly took clothes from a hanger on the side and put them on her body. When the sapphire blue damask was covered with a thin and almost transparent silk garment, he opened his mouth again to the person sitting with the candle dead.