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"Royal father, Bluejade is mine! You know, this woman has always been mine. "

He impatiently said, "Father, I have been looking for this woman for a long time. Now, she should belong to me."

His voice was very calm.

"I allow her to choose. You, or Zhang Bin. "

Shi Xuanyin gritted his teeth, "Royal father, what is this? Zhang Bin, what right does he have to choose? "

"Because there is such a thing as Blue and Jade! She has the right to run away from you and put you at a disadvantage. But, you see, she didn't choose you. "

Shi Xuanyin's face turned red and white again.

"Xuan Ying, what do you want? I've never stopped you, but since this woman didn't choose you, from now on, no matter who she chooses, you're not allowed to stop her!"

This was not persuasion, this was an order.

"You are not allowed to cause any more trouble with her."

In the end, she was still unwilling and still wanted to protest, "Father, this is not fair. She is my woman. You know, she is mine!"

"Yours? She would rather choose Zhang Bin than you! "

Shi Xuanyin's eyes were about to bleed.

"Xuan Ying! I am not doing it for Zhang Bin! You know, Zhang Bin, why is it more important than you? If you continue to be so rowdy, sooner or later, Yu Zhi will kill you! "

Shi Xuanyin was shocked.

Father had never revealed such emotions.

"You are already my only son. I don't want anything to happen to you!"

So it was actually like this!

"From today onwards, you have nothing to do with Blue Jade!"

He shouted, "That Zhang Bin!"

"It has nothing to do with Zhang Bin at all! It has nothing to do with any other man! "

He could not believe it!

"You may leave!"

Shi Xuanyin went down dejectedly.

He looked at the sky. It was already dusk.

On a winter's evening, everything was murderous.

There was only the smell of the house.

He found it tempting, and his legs couldn't help but move forward.

However, he stopped and did not step over.

Singing and dancing, playing and singing, the young girls were doing their best to please their new owners.

Women, who had depended on their father for the first half of their lives, and men for the second half, no matter who this man was, no matter how they belonged to him — in short, they depended on him.

Her clothes were fragrant, and her makeup was flowing like the wind.

Blue Jade heard it very clearly. Next door had never been so lively before.

Still, she went over and knocked lightly on the door.

Two maids respectfully welcomed her in.

This was her first time in his room, and her first impression of him was that he was a big man.

A tiger-skin gold chair in the middle reminded her of a hero in Liangshan.

Then there were the trained beauties playing and singing.

As usual, the two beautiful young girls were on both sides of the ring, and the jewelry around their necks had become even more valuable.

She smiled and said, "Mr. Portugal, can I treat you to a meal?"

He could not refuse such a smile.

Sighing, he stood up again.

The dishes are in a pot, boiled and fried; the wine is warm on a small stove.

The ribs cooked by wild mushrooms, the small fish cooked by bamboo shoots, two plates of vegetables, and a fresh walnut cake.

He sat down and looked at the dishes on the table. "Jade? What are these?"

"There's no recipe. I made it myself."

She smiled as she placed the dishes on the table and then served him some food. "I made these myself, Mr. Portugal," she said. "In the past, I did not have a lot of ingredients. When I was twelve or thirteen, I was especially gluttonous. I would do whatever I found. After a while, I finally managed to learn a bit of craftsmanship."

The taste of the food was unprecedented.

She poured him a drink, too, and sometimes raised her glass to drink with him.

After the warm liquor had gone, the person had also warmed up.

The cold of winter unknowingly dissipated.

Bluejade personally cleaned up the bowl and chopsticks, invited him to sit in the hall, brewed a cup of fragrant hot tea, and respectfully placed it in his hand.

"Mr. Portugal, the ancients said that they would apologize with tea. I thank you for this cup of tea."

Xie Li wasn't like the rich men of ancient times, who grabbed his concubine and dipped her red apricot in a pig cage in anger.

He served the tea but did not drink it.

"Mr. Portugal, I need some golden leaves, a horse. You know, it's not the Gray Shadow Knight. This horse is too ostentatious, it will be recognized by many people, or they will covet it. "Of course, I'm already ready. I won't trouble you to take care of it. I'll just inform you once more."

He put down his teacup and looked at the red mark on her cheek where Shi Xuanyin had scratched him with a golden leaf last night.

"If you go out, it might be even more dangerous! At the very least, no one here will dare to harass you anymore. "

He said the word — "again"!

He knew everything that had happened last night.

Actually, he knew about it in the past, but he had always been indulgent.

Otherwise, no matter how bold Shi Xuanyin was, how could he dare to casually tease his father's woman?

It was all the result of his indulgence.

It wasn't until today that he finally spoke of his purpose. After the test, he let himself choose …

He said it beautifully — making her choice his reward.

"Thank you, Mr. Portugal. You have given me face."

His breath became anxious all of a sudden, "Yuwen, you know, you're not giving me face … You have no choice! There is no other choice! "

She did not answer.

"Yuchang, don't be impulsive. Women always lose their reason when they are angry. Think about it for three days whether you want to leave or not! He had to seriously consider it for three days! If you still decide to leave after three days, I will promise you that at that time. "

She shook her head firmly. "I've already thought about it."

Once he made up his mind, he would be relieved.

The first half of the encounter, like a novel, like the fate of a heroine. That was intentional. Because of the opportunity, deliberately, just like every poor girl in the world, she wished that she was the treasure of Yushu's calligraphy.

However, the truth was that the beginning was similar, but the end result took a turn for the worse.

Only then did she understand that this was ancient times!

All the old men and young women had different endings. It's not just that, Döller, he's not too old.

Murdoch was divorced from Wendi Deng.

However, what about the 80-year-old Yang Zhenning? Would he divorce Weng Fan?

Since he had come to this world, he should at least take a walk around and understand the local customs and practices. He might even be able to find some way to make a fortune in the chaos.

For the rest of her life, she hoped to be able to control her own fate and not be like the female protagonist in her love story. Every day, she would wait for a man to rescue her.

She stood up, her boots clattering on the floor.

"Mr. Portugal, I told you before that when I was young, I was poor and couldn't afford to buy food, so I had to steal food from other people, didn't I?"

He didn't understand what it meant, but his eyes were filled with pity.

"Later on, I grew up and secretly trained at a nearby martial arts school to be as agile as flying. Even though he isn't a martial arts expert, but if he runs, normal adults won't be able to catch up to him. At this point, I still can only steal the steamed bun to eat, because I still have no money. "But every time, those hawkers would catch up to me, slap me in the face, or punch me …"

He stared at her.

"Yes, sir, I did. I stole their bun, I owe them one, but they beat me up, and with a slap on the face, it's even! Since I was young, I have never owed anyone! "

She laughed, and a trace of craftiness appeared on her face, "Sir, I will serve you, make you food, make you tea, and tell you stories. You have also enjoyed the care that the young woman has given you. You have enjoyed the care that the young woman has given you. What have you lost? From now on, we don't owe each other anything, right? "

He closed his eyes slightly, his expression unreadable. With a strange voice, he said, "Yu Xiang, think about it for three days, okay? Just three days! "

She flatly refused: "Never!"

"Then, this night! "At least, consider this one night!"

She hesitated for a moment: "Of course! I don't like to travel in the middle of the night. It's still cold out, you know. Don't worry, Mr. Portugal, I'll wait until the sun rises. "

He slowly walked out.

At one point, Blue Jade felt that his steps were a bit unsteady.

Maybe he really was an old man?

The door closed, and he closed it.

For a long time he stood in the doorway.

There was no sound from the house.

Bluejade collapsed into a chair. Birds with their feathers cut off cannot fly in troubled times. He had seen through himself, and he dared not go.

Shi Xuanyin was waiting for him.

Shi Xuanyin was truly taking revenge. It was as if he was waiting for an enemy.

This was completely different from what happened to Dole.

If he was here, Shi Xuanyin would not dare to charge in. However, once he stepped through the door, he would immediately fall into Shi Xuanyin's hands. He would never let him go.

Besides Shi Xuanyin, there were also countless other enemies.

However, when his body was lying on the warm bed, that cowardly blood came to life again. It instantly boiled up and became fearless.