Why?

Why did Song Han like her?

Why is it just Shangguan Yue alone?

What the hell is good about her?

She remembered Song Han's resolute way of rejecting her before, and she didn't give her a good look.

She gritted her teeth and looked at the pair of beautiful people, and took a step forward uncontrollably, but fortunately, the subordinate behind her pulled her.

"Miss! Calm down! ”

He looked at the person and said to the masked woman in a low voice.

The woman's figure froze, she put down her hand, frowned slightly, and glared at the subordinate beside her who was stopping her.

The woman's appearance was very fierce, and the subordinate had to endure this cruel gaze.

He said to the woman, "Master, you can't be so impulsive, there are many people here who have the same purpose as us. ”

Isn't it obvious what this subordinate means?

If she couldn't bear it, took this step, and threw that punch, then the next thing would really be difficult to solve.

It seems that in this case, she looked at the people in the team and thought about it, is there anyone else here besides the Second Highness?

If she really can't hold her breath and is exposed to them, then what happens next will be very unfavorable to her.

She exhaled slowly, gradually suppressing the anxiety, and stopped thinking about it, but she still couldn't stop looking at the two people on the horse, and the sound of gongs and drums next to her was really a headache for her. The fist is getting tighter and tighter.

"Slut, Shangguan Yue ......," the woman muttered.

This mighty procession was about to leave her sight, and it was inconvenient for her to follow the procession, she looked at the two people in front of her from a distance, her eyes were full of fierceness, and her faces under the veil were distorted.

Can she be happy to see this scene, and can she bless them? How can it be.

But...... Heh, what I'm going to do today is better than Shangguan Yue, this plan is successful, this is the last beauty of Shangguan Yue.

At this time, it was in the Tianyin Mansion.

There were countless people staring at the mighty procession.

A carriage was parked in a slightly remote part of Tianyin Mansion.

Wei Chiye was sitting in the carriage, and next to her was Shangguan Qian, Shangguan Qian slowly lifted the curtain of the carriage window, she looked at the lively and festive welcoming procession, and the two people on the horse in front of her seemed to be showing off the scenery of Shangguan Yue to her, all of which blinded her eyes.

Shangguan Qian remembered how she entered the Qi Wangfu and then reached the status of the Jin Wangfu, what a bleak and desolate scene.

But she saw that Shangguan Yue's wedding scene was so lively and beautiful, which was really a stark contrast.

Shangguan Yue, this slut......

She saw that Shangguan Yue was now in Song Han's arms, she should feel very good!

She should be very happy and proud by now.

She is very proud of her current scenery.

She seemed to be able to see Shangguan Yue's smug face showing off to her, everything she had done before telling her was in vain, she was the final winner, and Shangguan Qian lost.

Did she lose?

This is impossible, her eyes are the light of wanting to kill Shangguan Yue, she grabs the curtain of the carriage angrily, and the firmness in her eyes becomes more and more intense.

It is impossible for her to lose, as long as she and Shangguan Qian still have a life and a breath, she will resolutely not admit defeat.

Yu Chi Ye, who was sitting on the side, took in the look on Shangguan Qian's face and watched the lively voice go away. There was also a strange smile on her face, and the smile was getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, it was in a restaurant next to it.

Today, this man actually took all the second floor of this restaurant. Standing on the top of the second floor, he could clearly see the whole street or a small detail.

The man not far from the greeting procession was standing in the restaurant, dressed in purple, looking at the lively procession.

The man stood with his hands in his hands, and the wind gently blew his purple robe, which looked like a handsome man, but the smile on the corner of his mouth made people's scalp tingle, and that smile was very weird.

And there is that bloodthirsty light in this child's eyes, the kind of eyes that want to eat people. Those eyes were staring at the greeting procession in the distance.

When the mighty welcoming procession appeared in his sight just now, he saw the two people on the horse, and he raised his eyebrows.

He saw Song Han's vigilance and precautions against something, who was this for?

He didn't have to think about it, he knew who it was for......

The bride and groom on the horse......

When Fang Cong was staring at the two of them, their eyes collided.

When their eyes met, Yan Jue's memories of that night struck, in the Cold Moon Pavilion, the matter in Song Han's room surfaced, and then Fang Cong's eyes narrowed, and Shangguan Yue, who was on top of the horse, also frowned, because she felt that Song Han's hand holding her tightened again.

These three are transparent people, and they know it.

Fang Cong noticed Song Han's action, he knew what Song Han was guarding against, he was slightly stunned, oh, I see, he seemed to understand.

Fang Cong then laughed again, the smile was the same as just now, but it became more and more weird.

The groom with the mask, Song Han.

He still remembers him!

And I remember it very deeply, and I was actually wary of him.

But Fang Cong thought clearly about the number of times they met each other, they had met in the Cold Moon Pavilion, and none of them had met face-to-face that time, and the only time was that night.

But wasn't he lying in bed that night?

Don't...... He......

Fang Cong felt that things were getting more and more interesting, he raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the smile was very evil.

That night, when he got there, Song Han was still awake.

This is, he thought back to the picture of that night, and his eyes tightened.

Is he awake?

Scold......

Then Song Han knew about that night, or ......

Fang Cong thought of him as such a shrewd person, then he had a bold guess, his eyes flashed with complicated emotions, and then returned to normal.

In this way, he used to underestimate the Hanging Secret Envoy.

But how could he be so guarded against him? So what does that mean?

His eyes were fixed on the masked man on the horse, and even though he couldn't see the face, he was still eye-catching, the red clothes. Fang Cong's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth went up.

"The color of this dress is so beautiful, wouldn't it look better if it was stained with blood?" The man in purple muttered to himself.

As soon as the words fell, the man in purple smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, and left the restaurant.

The figure of the man in purple disappeared from the sight of the two people, but just the eyes of the few people just now made the two of them feel an unusual taste.