He felt the endless pain and anger in his heart. He could only tighten his hands and quickly put on his clothes. Without even looking at her, he picked up his coat and suddenly walked outside.
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His hand accidentally touched a box inside the coat. He took it out, looked at it Zhongqing, then slammed the box to the ground, turned around and walked away.
Zhongqing sat up and looked at his determined back. She had never been so scared in her heart.
"Young Marshal..."
She called his name very loudly, even with deep anxiety and crying.
But Yi Jian walked in such a hurry that she didn't hear her voice at all, and ran downstairs in three or two steps.
Xu Ang was planning to take a rest, but when he saw Yi Jian coming down, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. Before he could speak, Yi Jian said coldly: "Don't follow me!"
The whole person pushed open the door of the first floor hall and walked out of the room.
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He was angry.
He was really angry.
Deep down in her heart, she just felt extremely flustered and didn't know anything anymore. She even forgot to catch up to him or explain to him.
She had never been so panicked.
She didn't know what she was afraid of at this moment. Was she afraid of falling out of favor?
Are you afraid that after you fall out of favor, you won't be able to target He Anyuan without this status?
She couldn't tell, she just felt that she was in a hurry. For a long time, she hugged the quilt, as if she had lost her soul, stupid and dumb.
She really regretted it. How could she be so confused and say such things without using her brain?
No wonder he is angry.
No husband can accept his own woman talking good things about other men in his bed!
She looked at the empty room, her whole body was limp, and she slowly lay on the bed as if she was deflated, motionless.
That night, Zhong Qing slept restlessly.
For the first time since she got married to him, she stayed alone in an empty room. The big bed felt even bigger without his company.
Even though it was summer, she felt very cold. She was tossing and turning without feeling sleepy at all.
She remembered that they had been together day and night, and had fallen in love so many times on this bed, so affectionate, so lingering. Now, thinking about it, it felt like a dream.