Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

In the Tianzi room of Sihaizhuang, Wen Zhirou threw herself delicately into Yu Wenjing's arms, her tears soaking Yu Wenjing's clothes.

"Rou'er, my cousin knows that you have been wronged. You go back to Xizhu with Si Luo first. My cousin will find a way to let you leave Xizhu as soon as possible." Yu Wenjing had a gloomy face and sighed to comfort Wen Zhirou.

"If Rou'er doesn't go to Xizhu, my cousin is willing to take Rou'er away and let Rou'er go to Yuehuan to find her aunt." Wen Zhirou begged softly.

"Rou'er, do you know that if my cousin takes you back to Yuehuan, Yuehuan will be besieged by Tianyu and Xizhu. As the prince of Yuehuan, how can my cousin plunge the people of Yuehuan into war."

"My cousin can't let go of the people, or he can't let go of your position as prince." Wen Zhirou looked at Yu Wenjing with disappointment.

"If I were not Prince Yuehuan, what power would I have to conquer the world? Rou'er, my cousin's ambition is to unify the world, not just the personal relationship between children."

"I don't understand the righteousness that my cousin said, and I don't want to understand it. Now that I have my cousin's child, if Si Luo knows that I am pregnant with my cousin's child, how will Si Luo treat me, and how will I live in Xi'an?" How can Zhu stand up and save his life?" Wen Zhirou sobbed uncontrollably.

"No one knows that this child is mine. As long as you don't tell me or I don't tell, this child will belong to Si Luo." Yu Wenjing's face was gloomy, his evil eyes showing warning.

"I have been with my cousin for many years, and today I realized that except for interests and power, everything else in my cousin's heart can be abandoned." Wen Zhirou took a few steps back and distanced herself from Yu Wenjing, "Wen Zhiyue understands you better than I do, she said You are selfish, and I am still defending you. Now it seems that the wrong person is me. After all, I am just a pawn of yours, and I was ruthlessly abandoned by you when I was useless."

"She understands me better than you do. Over the years, she and I have fought each other on the battlefield, and she has never been defeated." Yu Wenjing's gloomy face showed a hint of contempt, "You should be lucky that you can become a pawn of Yue Huan." , made a little contribution to Yuehuan, but your chess piece is about to become a discarded piece now. "

"Cousin, how could you treat me like this?" Wen Zhirou looked at Yu Wenjing in disbelief.

"Why not? Your mother is a traitor to Yuehuan. She did not do her job carefully. I thought you were smarter than her and could take on this important task. But now it seems that your mother's vision is not very good." Yu Wenjing took a step He walked up to her in one step, pinched Wen Zhirou's chin with his hand, and said with murderous intent in his evil eyes, "You are as incompetent as your mother. Now go to Xizhu, and if you want to come back alive, you must do your part." Regarding internal affairs, give Si Luoduo some peace of mind. It is best to provoke a war between Tianyu and Xizhu, which will help Yuehuan attack Tianyu. "

Yu Wenjing let go of Wen Zhirou and warned disdainfully, "If you have nothing important to do, don't come to me again. Just stay in the general's mansion and wait to get married."

After saying that, Yu Wenjing left the room without looking back. The maid came in from outside the door, helped Wen Zhirou up from the ground, and sat on a low chair. "Girl, girl, drink some water first. You took too long to come out." , if you don’t go back, the eldest master should punish the slave. "

"Brother knows I'm out." Wen Zhirou recovered from the shock and wiped the tears on her face.

"Of course I know. The eldest son said that the girl is about to marry far away from home. She will have to rely on herself in the future. So she can do whatever she wants in these two days and buy whatever she wants."

The words of the maid made Wen Zhirou feel a little moved. She felt ashamed of her own stupidity, "I didn't see anything I liked today, so go back."

The maid helped Wen Zhirou out in confusion.

Next to the Tianzihao room, Wen Zhiyue slowly picked up the water glass and smiled scornfully, "You only know how to use and threaten women. Yu Wenjing, I overestimate you."

On the other side of the Tianzihao room, Si Luo's face was pale, and there were scattered cup fragments on the table.

"Sir, they have gone too far. Why don't you go to the Night Emperor and ask him to cancel your marriage to that woman?"

Si Luo glanced at his entourage, "Why cancel? Yu Wenjing wants to use this woman, so I will help him. It's just a woman, and the Prime Minister's Mansion can afford it."

"But sir, that woman has a child."

"The journey from Tianyu to Xizhu is bumpy and there will always be accidents. It's not certain whether the child will be born." Si Luo smiled contemptuously, his eyes full of calculations.

Three days later, Wen Zhirou sat on the sedan chair amidst the bustle. Looking at the sedan chair slowly walking away, Wen Zhiyue sighed coldly.

"Wen Zhirou will return to Xizhu with Si Luo tomorrow. I'm afraid there will be no chance to come back in the future. What is Yue'er still worried about?" Ye Nanxuan stood beside Wen Zhiyue with a calm expression and a carefree expression.

"After all, I grew up with her. She was ruthless to me, but I can't be unjust." Wen Zhiyue felt a little moved in her heart.

"If you are so reluctant to let go, why do you want Si Luo to know about the entanglement between her and Yu Wenjing?"

"If Wen Zhirou was really smart, she would not do Yue Huan's elaborate work. Si Luo is not as cold-blooded and ruthless as the outside world reports. Whether Wen Zhirou's life is good or bad is her own choice." Wen Zhiyue turned around, Staring at Ye Nanxuan, "I hope she will be satisfied with her current life, live well, and leave Yu Wenjing's control."

"Yue'er is still too kind. You think of her wholeheartedly, but she will only blame you and hate you." Ye Nanxuan gently touched Wen Zhiyue's forehead, with a soft face and affectionate eyes.

"Why does the prince always like to touch my hair today?"

"Wen Jingxiao taps your forehead every time, why can't I touch your hair?"

Seeing Ye Nanxuan's arrogant expression, Wen Zhiyue faintly whispered, "Eldest brother and I are brother and sister."

"If he hadn't been your eldest brother, I would have broken his fingers long ago."

"Has the prince become jealous?" Wen Zhiyue smiled lightly.

"It got into your vat."

Ye Zhao and Xuemei who were following behind heard Ye Nanxuan's words, looked at each other, lowered their heads and gently covered the corners of their mouths with a smile.

At midnight, Wen Zhirou's hijab was rudely lifted off in the county head's wedding room.

Si Luo walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp.

"What, did you feel wronged by marrying to Xizhu?" Si Luo stared at Wen Zhirou coldly.

"What do you mean, sir?" Wen Zhirou glanced at Si Luo in panic, then quickly lowered her head.

Si Luo snorted and walked up to Wen Zhirou, "Why did you cry so sadly on your wedding night."

Just as Wen Zhirou was about to speak, Si Luo covered her mouth, "Let me guess, do you want to say that you miss your family, or do you want to let you go?"

Si Luo paused for a moment, then gently placed his lips on Wen Zhirou's ear, "Or maybe you have someone else's child and asked me to divorce you."

"The adults drank too much. It was all imagined by the adults. Rou'er didn't think about anything. She didn't think about anything." Wen Zhirou was so frightened by Si Luo that her pupils widened. She pushed Si Luo away and quickly ran to the table.

"Why are you running? Come here, come here." Si Luo smiled, but his cold and cold eyes scared Wen Zhirou so much that she didn't dare to move.

Seeing Wen Zhirou not moving, Si Luo got off the bed and stared at Wen Zhirou with his cold eyes. He slowly walked up to Wen Zhirou, grabbed her hair, dragged her to the bed and threw her onto the bed.

There were constant beating sounds and Wen Zhirou's begging for mercy in the room. After the fourth watch, Si Luo lay on the bed a little tired and fell asleep. Wen Zhirou huddled in a corner at the end of the bed and choked softly. Her eyes lost the arrogance of the past. Soft sheen.