Ting Qingyu frowned and had no strength in her body. Xiao Wen thought she didn't like being supported by Che Yue, so she took a step forward, but was pushed coldly by Che Yue.
"Brother Xiao Wen, princess... we just experienced a storm, Che Yue will be responsible for it." Che Yue's face turned red, but she said firmly, she couldn't help but bend down to pick up Ting Qingyu and walked forward.
Xiao Wen's face suddenly turned pale.
He naturally understands what just happened. Although he has never experienced it himself, in the Hunyan Valley, the young master's romantic man had been having troubles with women from time to time, and he had accidentally bumped into it several times. That feeling...
Looking at the princess's expression, she hesitated to speak, she was not very willing, but she couldn't say anything, the deal was done, and any words were redundant.[
Xiao Wen stared blankly as Che Yue walked out with the princess in her arms, standing still for a long time as if she had lost her soul.
Did the princess choose Cheyue?
But... the princess chose Che Yue, so she doesn’t need to be in this place, right? Or maybe Che Yue came here to save the princess, and the princess was moved and gave herself to him?
Impossible! The princess is not that kind of person!
Xiao Wen's body went limp, the blood in his heart was boiling, and a severe and inexplicable pain came over him. The pain he had never felt before, the loss he had never felt before knocked him down heavily.
"Sir!" The two guards beside him suddenly stretched out their hands to support Xiao Wen, who was almost out of control.
Chuoluo snorted coldly. He had felt that kind of pain once before. That was when he lost his virginity to Yuan'er and knew that the princess would never like him again. He felt pain and helplessness in his heart. But now, he may be used to that kind of loss.
And sadness, now it's just that sadness reappearing.
So he turned around and followed Che Yue out. Xiao Wen gasped for air and suddenly pulled out his sword with a swish, frightening the two guards to retreat quickly.
"ah!"
Xiao Wen roared with grief and anger, and with a slash of his silver sword, he immediately cut the table on one side into two halves. He almost went crazy and swept down all the curtains on the bed. The guards on the side were frightened.
Xiao Wen went crazy and hurt his life. He fled the pavilion in panic, leaving Xiao Wen alone to make trouble inside.
The bed curtain was cut off, Xiao Wen's eyes were red and his face was filled with pain. He slashed with his silver sword randomly, cutting down the quilt on the bed until the cotton wool flew all over the sky and fell to the ground like snow.