"Song Hanchuan, where did you hide Xiaoyi?"
Pei Yunchu suddenly rushed out from the side, stretched out his hand to stop Song Hanchuan, and asked with gritted teeth.
Now he has lost his former heroic spirit. His cheeks are sallow, his face is haggard, and he looks extremely thin.
The robe, which was originally well-tailored, now hung loosely on it.
His steps were light and unsteady, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
However, Song Hanchuan had no time to pay attention to him at this moment. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to hurry back to the mansion to confirm whether Xiaoyi had returned home safely.
Thinking of this, Song Hanchuan hurriedly walked around the person in front of him and planned to go straight into the mansion.
But who would have thought that the man suddenly flashed and blocked Song Hanchuan's way again.
His eyes widened, his face filled with anger as he asked:
"Why don't you answer my question?"
"Could it be that you are really as I thought, a mentally twisted pervert?"
"After we got married, Xiaoyi regretted her decision and wanted to leave, but you kept her hidden away as your forbidden lover?"
Pei Yunchu became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice began to tremble unconsciously.
"That must be the case, otherwise why haven't I seen Xiaoyi since we parted that day?"
He muttered as if talking to himself.
There was resentment and anger in his words.
"Song Hanchuan, why don't you speak? At this point, you must stop hiding things! Tell me quickly, where is Xiaoyi?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand.
With a flash of cold light, the sword blade was already firmly placed on Song Hanchuan's neck.
Instantly, a slight tingling sensation came over me.
The sharp sword gently scratched Song Hanchuan's skin, leaving a thin blood mark. After a while, blood beads gushed out.
Qingyun, who was standing by, was shocked when he saw this.
He quickly reached out and drew out the Embroidered Spring Knife from his waist, and with the same lightning speed, he placed it on Pei Yunchu's neck.
"Let my master go."
Pei Yunchu turned a deaf ear to him, his eyes red as he glared at Song Hanchuan fiercely.
For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense, as if a life-and-death battle would break out immediately if one was not careful.
At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed across the blue sky, and soon it returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
Song Hanchuan and Qingyun were both stunned, and then ran towards the mansion excitedly.
Pei Yunchu was stunned for a moment, then followed.
As soon as the doorman opened the door, he was knocked to the ground. He felt a gust of wind blowing over his head. When he looked up, he saw Pei Yunchu running into the mansion following his master.
Just when I was thinking about whether to stop him, the person had already run away.
"What happened?"
"It's like being chased by a dog."
The doorman shook his head helplessly, stood up, dusted himself off, and continued to watch his own door.
Main Courtyard
Liu Zhiyi placed his feet firmly on the ground. His body swayed slightly a few times due to inertia before he finally stabilized himself.
After standing still, she did not move immediately, but waited quietly for the dizzy feeling to gradually subside until it completely disappeared.
Only then did she begin to observe the situation around her.
However, when she saw the situation around her clearly, she was shocked.
But soon, the smile on her lips gradually faded, because she found that except for Jiang Xuanyan standing there alone, there was no sign of Shen Ningzhu!
"What's going on? Where's Zhuzhu?"
Liu Zhiyi's face was filled with astonishment, and his voice unconsciously rose several degrees.
Hearing her question, Jiang Xuanyan slowly raised his head. His eyes, which were originally deep and bright, were now like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.
"She hasn't come back, and she won't come back..."
Jiang Xuanyan's tone was unusually calm, but the chill and despair emanating from his body could not be ignored.
Liu Zhiyi was stunned.
"You mean, Zhuzhu..."
"I really don't deserve her, and I shouldn't have selfishly possessed her. She... deserves a better life."
Jiang Xuanyan laughed at himself.
The warmth in his eyes gradually faded, turning into a dead silence. Like a puppet without a soul, he mechanically walked outside.
The steps are heavy and slow.
The emperor, who was once so arrogant, had his spine broken at this moment. His tall and straight body became slightly hunched. A man in his twenties, his back looked very old.
Liu Zhiyi was stunned for a long time, and finally felt relieved.
Well, although I didn’t expect this to happen, the result is always good.
Her best friend got what she wanted, and she should be happy for her.
Not long after walking, Jiang Xuanyan ran into Song Hanchuan and others who were rushing over.
Everyone was shocked to see his appearance and shouted in unison:
"Your Majesty?"
Jiang Xuanyan acted as if he didn't hear anything, and didn't even raise his head, still walking forward on his own.
It looked so lonely and desolate, as if all the light in life was extinguished in an instant.
Seeing this, Song Hanchuan and others had nothing more to say and could only let him leave.
Then, they all turned their attention to Liu Zhiyi not far away and the yard that was piled high with various items that were almost full.
In the courtyard, under a crabapple tree, a pretty girl stood there. When she looked back, her eyebrows and eyes were full of joy, just like peach blossoms covered with dew in the morning.
Brilliant and elegant, smiling in the spring breeze.
Jade is soft and flowers are tender, and cannot be broken.
Just one glance and Song Hanchuan's eyes turned red. The will that he had held on to for three years cracked and collapsed at this moment.
Tears rolled down uncontrollably, wetting his spotless vermilion official uniform.
He stared at the beautiful figure that haunted his dreams and made him think about her day and night, not daring to blink.
He was afraid that all this was just a dream, and that he would wake up in the blink of an eye, and Liu Zhiyi would disappear.
It was not until Liu Zhiyi turned sideways and gave him the same affectionate look that he woke up from his dream and believed that all this was true. His wife had finally returned.
In an instant, the whole person was swept by joy.
His chest couldn't stop shaking, and he slowly opened his arms, smiling and looking into her eyes.
Speak softly,
"Qingqing, you're back?"
Liu Zhiyi smiled, said "hmm" softly, and her eyes were also wet.
She smiled gently and rushed into Song Hanchuan's arms as fast as she could.
Her snow-white wrists wrapped around his neck, and with a force, her legs hung on his strong and lean waist.
At the same time, she was also hugged tightly by him.
"Song Hanchuan, I miss you so much."
"Yeah, I miss you too, very much."
Their eyes met, tears welled up in their eyes. Unconsciously, they were getting closer and closer, their lips and teeth intertwined, and it was impossible to stop.
On the side, Pei Yunchu, who was witnessing this scene, had his eyes bloodshot. Anger and jealousy filled his heart like wild weeds growing wildly in the fields.
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