Chapter 480: Wedding Night in the Bridal Chamber [23]
Zhong Qing turned her head suddenly. She looked at this handsome figure, approaching her little by little. For a moment, she stopped breathing and forgot about her heartbeat.
Zhuoran's hand slowly dropped from the void. His eyes moved slightly, and he forgot to move away, looking at the young commander who was approaching step by step.
Yi Jian walked up to Zhong Qing, stretched out his hand, and pulled her into his arms. He glanced sideways at Zhuo Ran and said, "Don't touch her."
Such words convey a strong command.
Full of lust for domination.
In the crowd, some people had already started whispering to each other.
This young marshal, it seems, is very precious to his wife... Presumably, the hero still has a hard time being a beauty...
Yi Jian was very calm, with a pale face. She lowered her eyes and saw that Zhong Qing's feet were wet. Then she looked at He Anyuan standing there with a look of hatred on her face.
His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, revealing a thin layer of coolness.
He didn't speak, but just cast his gaze on He Anyuan's eyes.
Silent inquiry.
What's going on?
He Anyuan's heart beat suddenly twice, then she shook her head and explained: "Young Marshal...it's not me, it has nothing to do with me, it's really not me, it's her, she framed me and pushed me
.”
Yi Jian's eyes flashed and she turned her head to look at Zhong Qing. Zhong Qing lowered her head and covered her eyes, but her face was full of grievance and she remained silent.
Yi Jian sighed silently, glanced at Xu Ang beside him, waved his hand, and signaled for He Anyuan to be driven out.
He Anyuan's face became more and more ugly. If she was kicked out by the young marshal today in front of so many people, then in the future, her face would be completely gone!
He Anyuan gritted her teeth and looked at Zhongqing, and then continued to shout to Yi Jian without giving up: "Young Marshal, how can you drive me out? I obviously didn't pour the wine!"
Zhong Qing's eyes were red, and she cautiously reached out her hand and tugged on Yi Jian's clothes. Her tone was a bit submissive: "Young Marshal... Why should you be so serious? Miss He said it, she didn't mean it.
That’s it…”
Zhongqing didn't say it like this, but fortunately, saying it like this, He Anyuan's heart felt like a fire was burning, and she became more and more angry!
"Zhongqing, you are a shameless woman who flirts with others, and now you come to frame me!"
