When Tao Feng thought of this, his mind was filled with excitement. He looked back at the sedan chair, greedy and vicious, and swallowed his saliva.

The sound of galloping horse hooves sounded from far to near. Tao Feng felt the biting wind carrying the late autumn chill blowing across his face. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he was stunned.

"Xu Beihou?!"

Xie Xun, dressed in red and riding a high horse, stopped in front of him, condescending and arrogant.

There was no expression on that face, but there was a silent sense of oppression, and the coldness crushed every inch of the air.

"What do you want to do?" Thinking of what happened last time on the hunting ground, Tao Feng had a bad premonition and asked cautiously.

The Tao family could be crushed with one finger in front of Xu Beihou's mansion. He did not want to be an enemy of Xie Xun.

Xie Xun's eyes stopped on the sedan chair for a moment, then moved away, his thin lips parted slightly, the wind was light and the clouds were light.

"Meng Tang'an stays, everyone else, get out."

This sentence hit Tao Feng on the head, and he was so enlightened that he finally figured out what was going on!

"Xie Xun, don't go too far!"

If he continues to endure this, Tao Feng will become a bastard.

He asked why Xie Xun didn’t want to see him.

It turned out to be because I fell in love with Meng Tangan!

A burst of anger surged in Tao Feng's heart, and he wished he could tear Meng Tang'an to pieces for daring to hook up with Xie Xun.

"Meng Tang'an is the concubine I want to take into my palace. Xu Beihou even wants to snatch other people's concubines?!"

"What I like is mine." Xie Xun raised his eyes and his voice was extremely cold.

Tao Feng's face turned red with anger, his face was distorted, and he laughed angrily: "I really didn't realize that Meng Tang'an was so capable that he could make Xu Beihou, who has never been a womanizer, come to steal his bride!

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"Since you like this concubine so much, how about you and I share it? Of course we have to taste it together!"

Tao Feng, with his sinister eyebrows and slitted eyes, smiled evilly.

Xie Xun narrowed his narrow eyes, tightened his long fingers, and swept out the riding whip in his hand!

The dark whip struck Tao Feng hard, his skin and flesh were torn apart in an instant, and he was thrown off the horse!

The screams echoed down the long street, but no one dared to step forward.

"Your father doesn't dare to say a word in front of me. Who do you think you are?"

Xie Xun's aura was so cold that it was as if three-nine days of ice was hitting him hard. Against the cold sunlight of late autumn, he turned his wrist and struck Tao Feng with another whip!

Tao Feng hit the wall and rolled to the ground. His flesh and blood were turned out and dripping with blood. He looked at Xie Xun with real fear in his eyes, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Xu Beihou, please be merciful!" The young men who welcomed the newcomers were so frightened that their legs went weak when they saw such a bloody and cruel scene. They all knelt on the ground and begged.

The sedan fell to the ground, the pale golden tassels swaying from side to side, and there was no sound from the sedan from beginning to end.

"Get lost."

Those people immediately ran away, but they didn't forget to carry Tao Feng with them. Their movements were so hasty and frightening that Tao Feng spit out a mouthful of blood after being jostled by them.

No one can swallow the sigh of relief when the beauty he talks to is suddenly taken away from her, and even robbed of his kiss by another man.

He tremblingly raised his finger and pointed at Xie Xun, and roared ferociously: "Xie Xun, you will not die!!"

When the attendants heard this, they were so frightened that they lost their souls. They covered Tao Feng's mouth with a mournful face and boldly ran faster, as if they had wings.

He was the only one left on the long street for a while, and there was a sedan that was thrown to the ground.

Xie Xun casually threw the whip on the ground and approached step by step. The black golden boots stopped in front of the sedan chair.

The atmosphere was extremely quiet, and the late autumn wind was biting, whistling by, and the tassels colliding with each other made a rustling sound.

The slender white fingers opened the sedan curtain without hesitation!

The woman wore a dazzling red wedding dress, embroidered with gold thread patterns, and highlighted the icy muscles and jade bones. Three thousand black hair was spread behind her, showing fragility in the mess.

Xuexi has a slender waist, and when people look at her, she is naturally charming and boneless.

The red color pierced Xie Xun's eyes.

What's even more dazzling is Hao's wrists, which are tightly bound with hemp rope. The red sleeves hang down, and bruises are faintly visible on the white and delicate wrists. The lips that have been smeared with the most beautiful rouge are also blocked by white cloth, and can only make tiny sounds.

The sound of sobbing.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were red with tears, looking straight at him.

The eyes are so sad that it is shocking.

It's like long needles piercing the bottom of my heart, causing an unnoticeable pain for no reason and for no reason.

"Meng Tang'an." Xie Xun didn't know why, but he didn't dare to look at that scene. His fingertips froze for a moment, then he stepped on the sedan chair, leaned over, and a calm and hoarse voice rolled out of his throat, "What are you afraid of?"<

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The familiar crisp fragrance lingered in his breath, and as the man approached, it enveloped him inch by inch. Meng Tang did not cry or make a fuss, but just looked at him so dullly.

All red, like a burnt rose.

Xie Xun threw away the white cloth in her mouth and untied the hemp rope that tied her wrists tightly. Under the rope, her wrists were already bruised and swollen, and her fingertips were trembling.

This is the first time Xu Beihou, a romantic, has tasted something similar to heartache.

"Look, we are wearing the same clothes." He pointed at her and then at himself, smiling.

High-spirited and arrogant as a young man.

Meng Tang'an threw herself into his arms, her tears no longer holding back, and bursting down the embankment. Her hibiscus face was extremely thin, pale and sickly, and her chin was pointed. She almost cried into tears.

His whole body was trembling, and his fingers clenched the hem of Xie Xun's clothes hard.

"Why are you here..." The choking voice sounded like a cat whimpering.

Xie Xun was silent for a while, and finally hugged the person hard: "I'm sorry."

He didn't say he wouldn't do it in the future, nor did he make any promises.

Until now, I am very sober and do not promise the future.

The skirt of her clothes was soaked with tears from her crying, and the hot tears hit Xie Xun's heart.

For the first time, he realized that the person in his arms was so fragile and could be broken at any time.

"Don't cry." He frowned and patted her back unfamiliarly, "As if I made you cry."

Meng Tang'an was still crying, without making any sound. Tears slid silently down her thin face. Her affectionate peach blossom eyes were red, and her grip on his clothes did not relax at all, as if she had caught the last light of fire.

Xie Xun was upset by the crying. He hated women crying, but he couldn't do anything about the current Meng Tang'an.

That trace of guilt made him uneasy, making it difficult to think about the nature of the matter as usual.

Simply pick him up and walk out of the sedan chair.

Meng Tang'an shrank, tightened his grip on Xie Xun's neck, and remained quiet without speaking.

The cold wind of late autumn blew by, lifting Xu Beihou's sleeves. The curves were fluttering and cold, and the red clothes were flamboyant. The wedding dress of the person in his arms was like blood, and a fingertip hanging down was covered with snow, like a cat, buried in his arms.

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The sedan chair behind him is empty.

Meng Tang'an was tired of crying, so she huddled in his arms and whispered: "I hate you so much."
Chapter completed!