Chapter 232 Loves to hold grudges

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An Yi was so angry that she couldn't speak. A good meal was ruined by this person. This person still wanted her to accompany him to eat? !

"Feng Shisan, we had an agreement at the beginning not to disturb each other's lives. Now that you are doing this, does it count as crossing the line?" An Yi sat down angrily, faced Feng Qingchen, and rolled up his sleeves. Now, she This selfish and arrogant man must be dealt with properly, otherwise this fake marriage relationship will not be able to survive!

Feng Qingchen raised her eyes and looked at An Yi with some doubts in her eyes.

The last time An Yi lost her temper was because she was determined not to marry him. This time, was she angry because he drove away Wang Cheng or Lie Yan?

Feng Qingchen stared at An Yi. There was confusion and confusion in her gleaming eyes. They were dark and cold, and her red thin lips were pursed tightly, seeming a little aggrieved.

An Yi was stunned for a moment and swallowed back more accusations.

Feng Qingchen lowered his head slowly, and his soft and messy black hair fell down as he lowered his head, like ink-stained satin, meandering and spreading out like spring water.

"I know!" Feng Qingchen said lightly, turned around, stood up and left.

An Yi was stunned and instinctively wanted to catch up, but looking at the food on the table and thinking about the embarrassment just now, he resisted the urge to rush out.

This time, she will never compromise. She can't admit her mistakes every time!

Two hours later, under the royal city a hundred miles away, Mei Ge looked at the man on horseback behind her with some uneasiness. The ferocious black iron mask covered all the man's expressions, but what was hidden under the mask was The deep and cold eyes were shining with a cold light like a sharp dagger at this moment, and the only exposed lower jaw was raised high, like a sharp ice blade.

Mei Ge asked Leng Jiu in a low voice: "It's just a seventh-level guard who defected, and he still needs me to take action personally?"

Leng Jiu shook his head, not daring to discuss it at all.

As the sun set, my pupils as dark as night squinted sharply in the halo of pure gold deposited in the setting sun, and I heard a shout. In an instant, strings vibrated and arrows flew, sharp arrows were like locusts, and crossbows resounded. The sound was deafening, corpses were everywhere, and among the crowd, the figure that was swaying like lightning stood out.

Mei Ge and Leng Jiu looked at each other. They put the drawn blade back into the scabbard and found a comfortable place to sit down.

Leng Jiu took out two pears from his arms and threw one to Mei Ge.

Mei Ge said while eating pears: "I remember the last time I lost my temper because the emperor asked him to marry the princess of Wuya Kingdom!"

Leng Jiu nodded: "The emperor asked me to get married, but I refused. It happened that an assassin assassinated the emperor that night, so I just let the assassin come in, and even sat by and watched the fun in a big way. It was really dangerous that time. If it weren't for the guardian The duke is protecting the emperor, and the emperor may be in trouble that time!"

"That's why I have hated the Duke Protector so much since then. The Lord Protector was demoted. After what happened to the eldest lady of the Duke Protector's mansion, he didn't forget to add insult to injury and send a congratulatory gift!" After Mei Ge finished speaking, she paused. Stopping the pear in his hand, he turned to look at Leng Jiu, "Who made me so angry this time?"

Leng Jiu shook his head.

"No matter who it is, there is a good show this time. This person..." Mei Ge looked at the miserable situation in that place and the cold and evil smile on the man's lips, and sighed faintly, "It's really terrible. Love to hold a grudge!”