MTL - Sinister Ex-Girlfriend-Chapter 13 : Generation of married kings (12)

At the moment when Su was handing out the wine glass, the entire banquet hall was quiet. All the guests looked at the man on the seat subconsciously, and there were doubts and mistakes.

Now everyone knows it clearly. The banquet of the Su family is to tell everyone that they don’t have to bother, they have already chosen the son-in-law.

Xuanyuan Rui clung to the glass in his hand, even though he had tried his best to control his strength, but the delicate porcelain cup still had a crack, and the mellow wine was scattered in his palm.

Why is it him?

How could it be him?

Xuanyuan Rui felt unacceptable, but other guests showed their original expression.

"Senior doctor."

Su night still stood there, looking at Shi Yu gently: "I respect you!"

She repeated the words just now, and finally pulled back the priest who was caught in the sluggishness. Si Yu stood up nervously and looked straight at Su’s night: “Su...the county...”

Seeing that Si Yu was nervous to the appearance of the language, Su couldn’t help but yell at him again. He said, "Without you, there is no me today."

This is like the most ulterior confession, so that Si Yu’s neck is immediately red, and a pair of seemingly peaceful scorpions seem to be able to burn the flame at this moment.

"This is all I should do."

Si Yu took over the wine glass that Su was handed over. At this moment, he felt that everything he had done for Su was worth it.

The two people looked at each other across the low table, and no one dared to bother. The atmosphere in the banquet hall became a bit strange at a time.

Until the singer had finished drinking the wine, Su night succumbed to sin with physical discomfort, and everyone was relieved of it -

The little county owner left this?

A lot of feelings, are you a witness to the family?

In fact, most people are unbalanced in their hearts, but General Su Da is in this pressure, and General Su Xiao smiles all the time, letting people look at the true panic!

Fortunately, everyone is used to looking for a more miserable existence than when they are uncomfortable. So with Xuan Ruirui’s black face, other guests instantly feel that their glass heart has been cured.

You see, isn’t the king of the king not here?

You see his face is black, the glass is crushed~

I don’t know that Xuan Ruirui, who had made a night reference object, left Sujiayi and went back to Yuewangfu and went straight to his backyard. At this time, he had a fire in his heart and had to vent!

Recently, Ye Zhi painting has been quiet, and perhaps it has been stimulated by Xuan Ruirui's indifference and suspicion. Recently, she has been quietly staying in the room, occasionally painting Danqing, and the number of daily hallucinations is becoming less and less.

Tonight, Ye Zhihuan, as usual, fell asleep early in the service of Qingliu. Who knows that when she is asleep, she feels that a heavy object is pressing on her body, and she is overwhelmed.

This feeling of being unable to breathe makes her mind flash a lot of pictures instantly -

Ye Jia was full of plagiarism, and he was pleading in death row. On the first stage, the blood is flying, the pain is desperate...

This is the past life she could not get rid of.

Why, obviously she has come back again, obviously has killed Ye Zhisheng and Xuanyuanqing, why do they still feel so desperate and afraid?

Is their ghost coming back for revenge?

The people of the Great Xia Dynasty believed in the saying of ghosts and gods, and Ye Zhizhao, as a person who was born again, was more convinced of these.

At the thought of being pressed by the ghost again, Ye Zhihua, who had been accustomed to fighting with the "Ghost", immediately took a pair of scissors from the bottom of the pillow and tried to smash it with all his strength.

"I killed you and killed you!"

"Don't think about harming me, I am now Wang Yu! Nobody wants to change my destiny!"

In the dimly lit room, Ye Zhizhu yelled again and again, and opened his eyes to the person on his body. At this moment, her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and she was mixed with madness in addition to extreme panic.

Who said that people who have died once are not afraid of death?

Only those who have really died once know that it is alive, how important it is!

In the torments of these days, Ye Zhizhi’s paintings are collapsing, but there is always a voice in her heart that tells her that she must live and must live!

Therefore, at this moment, she is madly revealing her own fangs. It is not the gentleness and kindness in Xuanyuan Rui’s memory, but such a fierce and sinister appearance. Anyone who is forced to this place will be like this.

Xuanyuan Rui had an instant stagnation. At the moment when his movements were stiff, Ye Zhi’s scissors had cut through the sleeves of Xuanyuan Rui, and a blood mark was drawn on his arm. Sudden pain made Xuan Ruirui instantly return. God, he raised his arm and took the scissors in the hands of Ye Zhihua, and a slap in the face smashed over—

"贱人!"

This slap took a seven-point force and left five **** marks on the face of Ye Zhihua.

Ye Zhihuan was awakened, and some confused look at Xuan Ruirui in front of him: "Wang, Wang Ye?"

Seeing that the husband who had not seen for many days actually came to visit him in the middle of the night, Ye Zhihua’s heart was struggling to go to Xuan Ruirui’s body. Who knows that Xuanyuan Rui has suddenly got up and hated Ye Zhi’s painting: "Go back, don't touch this king!"

When she first came back to Ye Zhihuan, Xuanyuan Rui became fascinated by the beauty and gentleness of this woman. Of course, she also fully greeted her in her house affairs. Every man who met such a woman would be tempted.

But when this woman became a sick face and revealed a fiercely unknown, Xuanyuan Rui suddenly felt that there was no interest.

Such a thing, even confused, he gave up the small county owner who has been cherished for many years?

Xuanyuan Rui refused to admit that it was his fault. On the contrary, he felt that Ye Zhihua’s paintings were inconceivable. He was close to himself in order to provoke his relationship with Su’s night...

Not to mention how bad Xuan Ruirui in Wangfuli is, the Sufu after the dinner is quieter than ever.

None of the scattered guests would have thought that their forefoot had just left, and Su Yufeng and his son immediately shot in the banquet hall!

Su Yufeng had long wanted to teach Su Rui this rebellion, and in the face of his father's sword, Su Rui is also a resilience to fight back. The battle between the father and the son has been going on for a long time.

In the middle of the night, the whole of Kyoto was sleeping.

Su night's bedside unconsciously added another black shadow, but unlike the past, this time, Su night is sober.

In the dark night, her eyes were still clear and faint. Looking at the people at the bedside, there was no extra expression: "Look, you won?"

A big hand with blood suddenly touched her face: "If you dare to marry Shi Yu, I will marry him!"

Su Rui’s tone was sullen, and with his **** face at the moment, he was particularly embarrassed in this quiet late night.

"Well."

Su night should have a cry: "If it is not the Secretary?"

"Then just feed the dog!"

Su Rui’s answer is simply that he is not special about his treatment of Si Yu, only because Su Rui’s heart feels that Su’s life is more expensive than anyone else’s, and those who can keep Su’s night are only Shi Yu, so Si Yu can't die, but he is jealous of him, Su Shaozhu feels that he has no pressure.

"What if... is it you?"

Su night suddenly decided to look at Su Rui at the bedside.

Su Rui’s fingers stiffened and the whole person was still in the same place. It seemed that even the breathing stopped.

Seeing Su Rui's appearance, Su is still not ignorant, and both eyes are staring at Su Rui's face: "I, say, fruit, oh, me, man, yes, you, what?"

One word and one word, the word is heart.