He ​​turned around anxiously, feeling uneasy: "Master Hou?"

Under the dim moonlight, it had been cold for a long time. The man was still wearing his wedding clothes, bright red, and his fingertips were clasping the tabletop. He closed his eyes and said in a cold voice, full of hatred: "No one can

Hurt her!"

They know who she is.

Yang Zhihua was stunned.

Things have come to this point. According to Xie Xun's temperament, he has always been ruthless towards those who betray him.

I just want to have Meng Tangan's muscles ripped out of his bones and tortured to death!

But Xie Xun...

Yu Yi walked in, and Yang Zhihua suppressed the indescribable complex emotions in her heart and retreated.

This matter is too big, not to mention that Xie Xun is now frantically looking for someone, and even the city of Chang'an has been sealed, so he can't even think about it.

Yu Yi felt so cold all over his body.

She wanted to go directly to Xie Xun last night, but Liang Jian gave her a temporary task and she couldn't get away. Who knew that today...

The study was so cold that it was not popular at all, and the condensation was oppressive. Yu Yi did not dare to look at Xie Xun, and stared at the ground, reporting with difficulty.

"I... met Miss Meng at the Third Prince's Mansion last night. The matter may not be simple. Miss Meng's identity..."

That was his wife, but she stayed at the Third Prince's Mansion for half an hour the night before the wedding.

So far.

What else can be said?

What can I say.

It was a night with no end in sight, no candles were lit in the study, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. I could faintly see the outline in the dark, and my tone was unusually calm: "Get out."

Xie Xun's reaction was beyond Yu Yi's expectations.

At 2:00 pm, only Xie Xun was left in the study. He straightened up, staggered for a moment, and barely managed to hold on to the bookshelf to steady himself. His back was a little stiff, and he was straightening inch by inch.

His eyes were dark, there was no one, and his ears were so quiet that there was no sound. He suddenly remembered that Meng Tangan was always by his side at this time.

He was often busy until very late, and would not leave no matter how hard he chased her away. This girl loved to act coquettishly, and in the end she wanted him to carry her back.

Xie Xun thought without any disturbance in his heart. He walked to the table and sat on the chair as usual. It was quiet in the middle of the night, and the moonlight shone in from outside. When he raised his head, he could just see the chair opposite.

A special place for Meng Tangan.

Where Xie Xun can see it when he raises his eyes.

The people who were lying on the table or holding their chins up to look at him, or dozing under the candlelight, were discovered by him, and then curled their eyes and smiled secretly at him, no more!

Completely, gone!

At first I thought Meng Tangan was too clingy, but now I think about it, is she accompanying him, or is she deliberately trying to get the list in his hand?

How dare she betray him.

How dare you!

In the end, Xie Xun couldn't restrain the temperatureless rage burning in his heart. He almost lost control and threw an inkstone heavily to the ground!

The sharp sound of "Bang!" penetrated the silence and pierced the night.

When the sound fell on his ears, he looked at the empty study room and recalled the scenes of getting along. The more he remembered it, the more he hated it. In the end, he couldn't help but chuckle, which echoed in the study room.

——"Tang An admires Xu Beihou."

——"Xie Xun, I like you so much."

——"Really."

He carefully recalled the look in her eyes when she spoke countless times, and couldn't find anything wrong with her. Every time he looked into her eyes, she was filled with enthusiasm and sincerity.

Why is it fake?

How could it be fake?

Xie Xun didn't know whether to hate her or admire her.

She acted so well, she deceived him completely!

Every word he spoke to him, every expression he expressed was lying, the pretentious affection in his eyes, the admiration he spoke of.

It turns out that you can fake it if you like it.

So is love.

Let him guess, who is he in Meng Tang'an's heart?

Is he an enemy that he wants to kill for Lin Zhengyuan quickly? Or is he a funny and fun toy?

Xie Xun felt a little sweet in his throat. The moonlight fell on half of his face, half-conscious and half-conscious. He stood up slowly and walked out without looking at the study again.

After living in Xu Beihou Mansion for so many years, this is the first time Xie Xun has walked through the entire mansion like this.

In his impression, the Hou Mansion was cold, solemn and elegant, and did not welcome outsiders.

Nowadays, red silk is everywhere, and the word "happy" can be seen everywhere and cannot be avoided.

The wedding, which was bustling with people during the day, fell silent late at night, leaving only residual red eyes.

These are prepared for Meng Tangan.

The person is gone.

Meaningless.

So much so that Xie Xun's wedding dress, standing among the red silk, became ridiculous.

Dark clouds covered half of the moon, exuding a cool and dim light. The path was quiet, and the chill blew up with the wind. A piece of red paper-cut rolled up and landed at Xie Xun's feet.

He lowered his eyes and looked down, and gentle shadows came into his eyes. The figure on the paper-cut had a bright smile, eye-catching and dazzling.

Xie Xun asked someone to re-engrav these hundreds of pictures, all for Meng Tang'an, all for the sake of regret.

Unexpectedly, it was of no use at all.

The cold wind howled and the fallen leaves rustled, crushing a mocking laughter in the middle of the night without seeing the stars. He slowly leaned over and picked it up.

The finger bones were faintly white and sharp. He held the paper-cut tightly in his hand several times. The thin piece of paper was such an eyesore that Xie Xun wanted to destroy it immediately!

But my fingertips trembled several times, but I didn't move.

What is he crazy about?

The moonlight shrouds the silhouette's gentle brows and eyes, like the smile she has shown him for countless days and nights.

He stared at it for a long time, and finally showed no expression on his face. He closed his fingers and tore the paper-cut into pieces forcefully, with such force that his palms hurt, until he couldn't piece it together anymore and it was so broken that he couldn't see the original shape!

He slowly let go. The cold wind howled and confetti filled the sky, like a heavy red snow, flying in the wind.

Relieve hatred?

Not at all.

There will never be a second wedding in this life. I have paid attention to it for three months, supervised it with my own eyes, and participated in it personally.

Xie Xun had planned everything and everything was foolproof, but something went wrong with Meng Tangan.

The only thing he didn't expect was that he never expected it.

How dare you?

It can be anything, why does it have to be Meng Tangan!

When welcoming the bride, he could recognize her just by looking at her.

Xie Xun has never been a rule-abiding person. This is the only time that he is willing to let people run away in front of him just to abide by a broken rule!

"Master Hou." The servants were trembling with fear. They felt that Xie Xun's appearance was so terrifying that he didn't even dare to breathe. "Do you need to remove these things?"

"Burn them all!" Xie Xun's whole body was sunk in the shadows. The moonlight could not reach his body, as if he had been ruthlessly abandoned. Almost every word was squeezed out from between his lips and teeth, grazing the tip of the knife, hearing the sound

Shocked.

Why should he keep things that Meng Tangan doesn’t want?

"Yes."

Xie Xun turned around and left step by step. Unknowingly, he reached the Weijian Pavilion. When he saw those three big characters, he woke up as if from a dream. He turned around and walked towards the main pavilion.

He clutched the white pearl earrings in his hands tightly, and refused to let go even though his palms ached. There were still unhealed scratches on his fingertips.

Suddenly he smiled carelessly, his back straight, his eyes slightly reddened, and his teeth gritted.

Meng Tangan.
Chapter completed!