Chapter 391: Inside and outside the palace
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Yue Zhi Ling
Exposed in public.
He looked at Murong Bufan, who was clutching his chest and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.
Wang Haoran laughed, and then, like a bully, he hugged the woman next to him and left.
And before leaving.
Wang Yuxi even turned around specifically and left words of farewell——
"Now, I am already a Haoran person..."
"Body and mind are..."
"So, cousin, don't come to me again in the future!"
Such decisive words made Murong Bufan's heart tighten, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand, as if to catch his childhood sweetheart's cousin's leaving back -
"Xier, don't go!"
"Don't go!"
Whether it was being disliked and distanced by Fu Xue or other women, although Murong Bufan would be unwilling and uncomfortable, he would not be as grief-stricken as he is now.
Just because Wang Yuxi was his cousin who had been with him since childhood, and the childhood sweetheart he had always promised to marry.
Just like his mother, she is the foundation he trusts the most in his heart.
The kind who will stand by his side no matter what happens.
However, no matter how much he shouted, the two snuggling figures quickly left his sight.
Betrayal after betrayal.
Under the mixed sorrow and unwillingness, Murong Bufan couldn't help but feel his body sink and his knees weaken——
"Do not--!!!"
……
[Ding!Murong Bufan's mentality exploded and he knelt down in the street!The protagonist Murong Bufan’s aura is -700, the host’s luck points +700, and his ability points +70! ]
[Murong Bufan’s remaining protagonist halo: 1800, host’s current luck points: 3700, ability points: 470! ]
There were very few system notifications, but with 700 points deducted from the protagonist's halo, it was obvious that Murong Bufan's mentality was really explosive.
After taking Wang Yuxi back to the Wang Family Mansion.
Wang Haoran came to the room and found that Wang Yuanjun was already awake and had washed up.
He was sitting quietly at the table alone, looking unhappy.
"Xiaojun, are you awake? Do you want breakfast?"
"Hmph, don't!"
"I am already a Grandmaster. Unlike Xi'er, I don't need to eat breakfast!"
Wang Yuanjun turned his head away, looking awkward: "Where's Xi'er, isn't she with you!?"
"She's outside the yard."
Wang Haoran smiled and sat down next to her.
"You'd better eat some! You were so tired yesterday, you definitely need to replenish your energy!"
"Come."
Wang Haoran brought the cakes to Wang Yuanjun's mouth.
Although Wang Yuanjun snorted, he took a bite and chewed lightly...
Not long after, breakfast was finished.
In the process, while eating, Wang Yuanjun also leaned into Wang Haoran's arms and sat on his lap.
After wiping Wang Yuanjun's mouth with a tissue.
Wang Haoran's hands started to become dishonest...
"Xiaojun, are you practicing pen calligraphy?"
Looking at the draft paper with some words written on it, Wang Haoran asked curiously.
He put one hand around Wang Yuanjun's waist, and with the other hand he picked up the pen on the table and weighed it gently with his fingers.
"This pen of yours is so stupid. Can you lend it to me?"
"I hate it, you actually said that! I won't borrow it!" Wang Yuanjun was so angry that he hit Wang Haoran.
But Wang Haoran still hasn’t restrained himself——
"But you already agreed yesterday! 'Kiss my husband, Xiaojun's pen is given to you. It belongs exclusively to you. You can use it how you want.'"
"'Even if I keep copying all the time until the draft paper is full, it's no problem!"'
But hearing Wang Haoran's imitated words, Wang Yuanjun was ashamed.
"Ugh~ I hate it, Xi'er has heard all this!"
"Haha, what's the point of being embarrassed? She's the same!"
Wang Haoran laughed and followed her hair.
It has been warm for a long time.
He suddenly stopped what he was doing.
Wang Yuanjun couldn't help but raise his head, with doubts in his affectionate eyes.
Wang Haoran looked into her eyes and apologized in a sincere tone:
"Xiaojun, I'm sorry."
"I was a little cold to you yesterday."
"Because I think you are willing to cooperate with me in this way just to get revenge on that Shi Laozi Murong Bo... I feel a little uncomfortable..."
"Haoran, it's okay!" Looking at Wang Haoran's eyes, Wang Yuanjun couldn't help but move his face closer.
Their eyes were blurred as their cheeks rubbed gently——
"But you are not allowed to do that to me again... It almost made me cry..."
Although she was always thinking about taking revenge on Murong Bo and her senior sister Qiu Mochou, who had put a hat on her and allowed her to "take over" for more than [-] years.
However, compared to the current happiness, it’s okay to put this kind of thing aside!
"Although I have always wanted to take revenge on Murong Bo, I never intended to use this method to ruin myself!"
"I am your wife... I am willing to do those shameful actions because of you. There is no other reason!"
"Well, I see!"
After the kiss, the two looked at each other lovingly.
then.
Feeling Wang Haoran's slightly firm hand on his head.
Wang Yuanjun understood.
I started to take the initiative to add nutrients to my breakfast...
natural.
currently.
Because Wang Haoran lingered in the room for a long time.
Wang Yuxi in the yard outside couldn't wait any longer and took the initiative to come to the room to find Wang Haoran.
So naturally I saw it...
"Xi'er, you're here."
"It's just right, you should give it a try too!"
Faced with Wang Haoran's proposal.
After closing the door, Wang Yuxi stayed where she was, "Huh?! I want it too?!"
Although we practiced writing pen calligraphy together yesterday...but now I am still so embarrassed...
Just when she was stunned, Wang Haoran urged: "What the hell, come on!"
"oh oh!"
He looked at his aunt as if she didn't see him, and was still concentrating on... tucking a few strands of hair behind her ears.
Wang Yuxi swallowed, and then walked over nervously.
……
……
Under the "force" of the "shameless" Wang Haoran.
Although the location and details are different.
But at a certain point in time, Wang Yuxi, Wang Yuanjun and Murong Bufan all had similar postures.
However, among the three.
In the end, it was Murong Bufan who stood up first on the street outside the palace.
Kneeling, he stood up unsteadily, and then walked towards the outside of Yongling Town with a seriously shocked expression on his face.
Now he just wants to find a place where no one is around to vent.
but.
What he never expected was to watch him go.
Wang Haoran in the palace is also ready to leave.
So naturally, his cousin and mother no longer have to "suffer", and they will immediately "suffer all the hardships and gain happiness"...
And this moment.
Just when Murong Bufan came to a small forest outside Yongling Town, he was about to draw his sword to vent his anger.
Suddenly the sound of a hidden weapon breaking through the air came from behind him——
"Who?!"
Although he was distracted, Murong Bufan still managed to dodge with narrowly missed attempts.
Turning around and looking over, in front of me, there was a middle-aged man clapping his hands and laughing.
"Haha, nephew Murong Xian, you are really good at it!"
"Mu Gaokun?!"
Looking at the person coming, Murong Bufan couldn't help but draw the sword from his waist.
"You shy little turtle, how dare you take the initiative to appear in front of me now!"
He looked at Murong Bufan, who was clutching his chest and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.
Wang Haoran laughed, and then, like a bully, he hugged the woman next to him and left.
And before leaving.
Wang Yuxi even turned around specifically and left words of farewell——
"Now, I am already a Haoran person..."
"Body and mind are..."
"So, cousin, don't come to me again in the future!"
Such decisive words made Murong Bufan's heart tighten, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand, as if to catch his childhood sweetheart's cousin's leaving back -
"Xier, don't go!"
"Don't go!"
Whether it was being disliked and distanced by Fu Xue or other women, although Murong Bufan would be unwilling and uncomfortable, he would not be as grief-stricken as he is now.
Just because Wang Yuxi was his cousin who had been with him since childhood, and the childhood sweetheart he had always promised to marry.
Just like his mother, she is the foundation he trusts the most in his heart.
The kind who will stand by his side no matter what happens.
However, no matter how much he shouted, the two snuggling figures quickly left his sight.
Betrayal after betrayal.
Under the mixed sorrow and unwillingness, Murong Bufan couldn't help but feel his body sink and his knees weaken——
"Do not--!!!"
……
[Ding!Murong Bufan's mentality exploded and he knelt down in the street!The protagonist Murong Bufan’s aura is -700, the host’s luck points +700, and his ability points +70! ]
[Murong Bufan’s remaining protagonist halo: 1800, host’s current luck points: 3700, ability points: 470! ]
There were very few system notifications, but with 700 points deducted from the protagonist's halo, it was obvious that Murong Bufan's mentality was really explosive.
After taking Wang Yuxi back to the Wang Family Mansion.
Wang Haoran came to the room and found that Wang Yuanjun was already awake and had washed up.
He was sitting quietly at the table alone, looking unhappy.
"Xiaojun, are you awake? Do you want breakfast?"
"Hmph, don't!"
"I am already a Grandmaster. Unlike Xi'er, I don't need to eat breakfast!"
Wang Yuanjun turned his head away, looking awkward: "Where's Xi'er, isn't she with you!?"
"She's outside the yard."
Wang Haoran smiled and sat down next to her.
"You'd better eat some! You were so tired yesterday, you definitely need to replenish your energy!"
"Come."
Wang Haoran brought the cakes to Wang Yuanjun's mouth.
Although Wang Yuanjun snorted, he took a bite and chewed lightly...
Not long after, breakfast was finished.
In the process, while eating, Wang Yuanjun also leaned into Wang Haoran's arms and sat on his lap.
After wiping Wang Yuanjun's mouth with a tissue.
Wang Haoran's hands started to become dishonest...
"Xiaojun, are you practicing pen calligraphy?"
Looking at the draft paper with some words written on it, Wang Haoran asked curiously.
He put one hand around Wang Yuanjun's waist, and with the other hand he picked up the pen on the table and weighed it gently with his fingers.
"This pen of yours is so stupid. Can you lend it to me?"
"I hate it, you actually said that! I won't borrow it!" Wang Yuanjun was so angry that he hit Wang Haoran.
But Wang Haoran still hasn’t restrained himself——
"But you already agreed yesterday! 'Kiss my husband, Xiaojun's pen is given to you. It belongs exclusively to you. You can use it how you want.'"
"'Even if I keep copying all the time until the draft paper is full, it's no problem!"'
But hearing Wang Haoran's imitated words, Wang Yuanjun was ashamed.
"Ugh~ I hate it, Xi'er has heard all this!"
"Haha, what's the point of being embarrassed? She's the same!"
Wang Haoran laughed and followed her hair.
It has been warm for a long time.
He suddenly stopped what he was doing.
Wang Yuanjun couldn't help but raise his head, with doubts in his affectionate eyes.
Wang Haoran looked into her eyes and apologized in a sincere tone:
"Xiaojun, I'm sorry."
"I was a little cold to you yesterday."
"Because I think you are willing to cooperate with me in this way just to get revenge on that Shi Laozi Murong Bo... I feel a little uncomfortable..."
"Haoran, it's okay!" Looking at Wang Haoran's eyes, Wang Yuanjun couldn't help but move his face closer.
Their eyes were blurred as their cheeks rubbed gently——
"But you are not allowed to do that to me again... It almost made me cry..."
Although she was always thinking about taking revenge on Murong Bo and her senior sister Qiu Mochou, who had put a hat on her and allowed her to "take over" for more than [-] years.
However, compared to the current happiness, it’s okay to put this kind of thing aside!
"Although I have always wanted to take revenge on Murong Bo, I never intended to use this method to ruin myself!"
"I am your wife... I am willing to do those shameful actions because of you. There is no other reason!"
"Well, I see!"
After the kiss, the two looked at each other lovingly.
then.
Feeling Wang Haoran's slightly firm hand on his head.
Wang Yuanjun understood.
I started to take the initiative to add nutrients to my breakfast...
natural.
currently.
Because Wang Haoran lingered in the room for a long time.
Wang Yuxi in the yard outside couldn't wait any longer and took the initiative to come to the room to find Wang Haoran.
So naturally I saw it...
"Xi'er, you're here."
"It's just right, you should give it a try too!"
Faced with Wang Haoran's proposal.
After closing the door, Wang Yuxi stayed where she was, "Huh?! I want it too?!"
Although we practiced writing pen calligraphy together yesterday...but now I am still so embarrassed...
Just when she was stunned, Wang Haoran urged: "What the hell, come on!"
"oh oh!"
He looked at his aunt as if she didn't see him, and was still concentrating on... tucking a few strands of hair behind her ears.
Wang Yuxi swallowed, and then walked over nervously.
……
……
Under the "force" of the "shameless" Wang Haoran.
Although the location and details are different.
But at a certain point in time, Wang Yuxi, Wang Yuanjun and Murong Bufan all had similar postures.
However, among the three.
In the end, it was Murong Bufan who stood up first on the street outside the palace.
Kneeling, he stood up unsteadily, and then walked towards the outside of Yongling Town with a seriously shocked expression on his face.
Now he just wants to find a place where no one is around to vent.
but.
What he never expected was to watch him go.
Wang Haoran in the palace is also ready to leave.
So naturally, his cousin and mother no longer have to "suffer", and they will immediately "suffer all the hardships and gain happiness"...
And this moment.
Just when Murong Bufan came to a small forest outside Yongling Town, he was about to draw his sword to vent his anger.
Suddenly the sound of a hidden weapon breaking through the air came from behind him——
"Who?!"
Although he was distracted, Murong Bufan still managed to dodge with narrowly missed attempts.
Turning around and looking over, in front of me, there was a middle-aged man clapping his hands and laughing.
"Haha, nephew Murong Xian, you are really good at it!"
"Mu Gaokun?!"
Looking at the person coming, Murong Bufan couldn't help but draw the sword from his waist.
"You shy little turtle, how dare you take the initiative to appear in front of me now!"
