When Chen brought Jiang Yuanxi over, she saw Han Qianhua looking panic-stricken.
And the noticeable red marks on her neck.
Jiang Yuanxi in his arms looked into the room, his eyes changed slightly.
"What happened?" Chen hurried forward and supported Han Qianhua.
At this time, the maid came out of the room.
"Miss, there is no one in the room."
Han Qianhua's eyes widened. "Impossible, there was someone there just now."
"Mom, get off."
Chen put her daughter down.
Jiang Yuanxi ran into the room, searched around, and finally his eyes fell on the ground.
A thin layer of soot covered the ground in a circular pattern.
There is a hint of demonic energy in it.
Jiang Yuanxi's pupils dizzied. This is the human world, how could such a thing appear?
"Godmother," Jiang Yuanxi came out and held Han Qianhua's hand, "Who was that just now?"
Han Qianhua was still in shock, but when she saw Jiang Yuanxi, she felt like she had found her backbone.
She picked up Jiang Yuanxi.
"It's my godmother's disappointing ex-husband."
A bold idea suddenly appeared in Jiang Yuanxi's mind.
"Why is he here?" Chen said angrily.
When Yan Song secretly kept a mistress and abandoned his wife, everyone in Shengjing laughed at Han Qianhua.
What is he doing here at this time?
Han Qianhua shook her head. She didn't pay attention just now.
And Yan Song seemed to appear suddenly behind her, silently.
"Xinwan, I, I'm scared." After so many days, Han Qianhua and Chen Xinwan have already become sisters.
"Yuan Xi, do you have any ideas?"
Han Qianhua thought to herself that she was being stupid, trying all kinds of treatments in a desperate situation.
Yuan Xi is only a little over one year old, what can we do?
Jiang Yuanxi went into the house, found some paper and pen, and lay on the ground with his butt sticking up.
The strokes were put down, but nothing was written.
Han Qianhua ordered the maid beside her: "Quick, grind the ink for Yuan Xi."
Chen was unsure, Yuan Xi was just a child, and the scribbles he made seemed like a way for the Taoist priests in the mountains to scare people.
Is it possible?
Jiang Yuanxi finished the painting in one stroke, then picked it up and looked at it.
A golden light passed along the lines on the paper, and only Jiang Yuanxi could see it.
After the ink dried, Jiang Yuanxi folded the paper and handed it to Han Qianhua.
"Godmother, it works."
[As long as you have this thing, ordinary evil spirits will not dare to approach you. ]
Demonic energy?
Chen heard another new word.
Isn't this something that only appears in novels and storybooks?
Han Qianhua took it carefully and asked someone to prepare a pouch for her to wear.
I don't know why, but holding this thing makes me feel much more at ease.
Yan Song returned to the Red Light Lane and entered his own yard.
"Bitch!" He smashed everything on the table that could be smashed.
Li, who was outside, listened to the noise inside and a sneer crossed her lips.
She looked at him coldly, with no intention of going in to comfort him.
In her opinion, men are born inferior.
What you can't get is the best.
When she was outside, this man wanted to die on her.
Now that I have divorced Han, I heard that she is about to get married.
Then he hurriedly followed.
If it’s not “cheap”, then what is it?
Li had already seen clearly the person beside her.
She simply doesn't seek the so-called love.
She also felt a little guilty towards Han.
Because when Yan Song was with her, he never told her that he was married.
It wasn't until she had her second child that she discovered this.
But it was too late.
"Mom, aren't we going in?" asked Li's daughter.
Li said softly, "Wait outside."
If I go in now, I'll be his punching bag.
Li didn't want to be wronged.
Li thought about it and squatted down again.
"Remember in the future, don't put your hopes on your significant other, okay?"
"Oh oh." The little girl seemed to understand.
Korean Palace.
The wedding went on as normal.
When Wu Jiping learned what had just happened, he sent more people to strengthen the defense of the mansion.
Wherever Han Qianhua goes, he follows.
After entering the bridal chamber, Wu Jiping still showed no intention of leaving.
Han Qianhua: "There are court officials outside, go and toast them."
Wu Jiping stared at Han Qianhua's face and was unwilling to look away.
"Don't worry, Dad and Jiang Fengyuan are here."
Besides, the ones left outside are all those who have a good relationship with my dad.
The rest of the people had gone back long ago after finishing the banquet.
Han Qianhua blushed. It was the first time she was stared at by a man with such direct gaze that she couldn't resist.
Under the table, Milk Ball was watching the show through a red cloth.
[Oh, it’s red, it’s red, my godmother’s face is red. ]
【How come adults blush so easily? 】
Han Qianhua's face suddenly felt hot.
She looked around.
"What is Huaer looking for?" Wu Jiping wondered.
Han Qianhua didn't find anyone, but he could hear Yuan Xi's voice, which meant she was there.
"Yuan Xi." She said in a low voice.
Wu Jiping understood.
He looked around. People who practiced martial arts had sharp eyesight and could see the wrinkles in the tablecloth at a glance.
He lifted the tablecloth, revealing the small breasts underneath.
[Ah, I was discovered. ]
Jiang Yuanxi didn't feel embarrassed at all, she crawled out from under the table.
"Godmother, godfather." The little guy said in a soft voice.
Wu Jiping laughed and picked her up.
"You changed your mind quickly." He stuffed the red envelope into Jiang Yuanxi's arms.
Then he turned around and whispered in Jiang Yuanxi's ear: "Yuanxi, godfather and godmother are busy, why don't you go out and play?"
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