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Chapter 23 A Trace of Jealousy

He was silent, and at that moment, his hands trembled slightly. Once upon a time, he and Bing'er had known each other like this. But at this time, facing the same thing, a trace of pity suddenly flashed in his heart.

"search!"

"Yes!" The subordinates stood up and acted quickly under his eyes.

He looked at her with cold eyes, and arrogantly raised a sneer. He said nothing!

"This place was built by the Pavilion Master with her own efforts. If you destroy it, she will hate you forever!"

Jun Moxiao was startled, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly. When he mentioned Xia Zibing, even the people below him stopped their movements and waited for his next order.

She evoked a hint of self-mockery, Pavilion Master, you really want to fight. What can Mo Juewu use to fight with her? Who else can control this man besides you?

"withdraw!"

He felt incredible when he said this word. He only knew that when he heard "She will hate you forever!", his whole body trembled. The huge decision also disappeared at that moment. At that moment, he only

I want to find a reason for myself to cancel the order.

Forget it, if she really wanted to avoid him, with her ability, how could she still be hiding in this small Liuli Pavilion?

"Wait a minute!" She took out the letter from her sleeve and handed it to Jun Moxiao. There were no unnecessary words, but he already knew it.

Listening to the sound of Tata's horse hooves, in the huge teaching field, a woman dressed in red dances gracefully, with a beautiful back full of sadness. Pavilion Master, it turns out that all the beautiful things in the world belong to you.

The horse made a sound of rapid footsteps. Jun Moxiao ran wildly all the way out of the city.

"Xiao, I know you may be furious at this time. You are looking for traces of me everywhere. It is indeed wrong of me to leave without saying goodbye. But I know that Xiao can understand me as long as you calm down. Don't worry, I will cherish myself and cherish myself.

Our children. But at the same time, I have to cherish the only family affection on that side."

Just one time, Jun Moxiao was already memorizing it like a stream. His hair was flying at the corner of his mouth, and under the sunset, his expression looked a little helpless.

Binger, am I really selfish? Even if I am really selfish, can you let me be selfish for once?

And Xia Zibing came out of the secret passage. In order to avoid Jun Moxiao's search, she walked straight on the path.

Hanyan looked at Xia Zibing's actions and was completely confused. The pavilion master was pregnant now, but the deputy pavilion master had prepared a carriage but walked all the way. She was still wearing men's clothes, and her fair face was painted black by her.

She is not allowed to call her Pavilion Master, but Young Master. This series of anomalies is difficult for Han Yan to adapt to.

"Sir! Should we find a place to rest for the night?"

And what she worries about the most is this. The mission of the deputy master requires her to use her own life to ensure the safety of the master. She must do it.

Xia Zibing looked at the horizon. It was dark with dusk. It was indeed no longer suitable to rush. Looking in the distance, thick smoke was rising from a thatched house.

"Han Yan, we'll stay here tonight." She looked into the distance happily. She seemed to be glad that she didn't have to sleep on the street tonight.

"Master..." Han Yan looked helplessly into the distance. Ever since he followed the deputy pavilion master, he had almost forgotten what a farmhouse looked like. But now looking at that simple place, he didn't want to set foot in it.

"Don't like it?" There was an indifferent smile on her lips, "If you want to follow me, you should have been prepared to endure hardship."


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