Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft heroine is pampered by the group in the plane

Chapter 474 Little Crybaby, Beautiful and Delicate, Rough Man Pampers His Wife and Seduces Her 24

Restaurant.

The shopkeeper and the waiter stood at the door, looking around, sweating profusely.

"Why hasn't the lady of the Dong family come back yet?"

"If I had known, I would have gone with the boss's wife. What should I do now? The lady went out to buy red candles. How come she hasn't come back yet?"

The two were extremely anxious.

The wedding was approaching, and the newlywed wife went out and disappeared. The two men regretted their decision at the door. If they had known, they would have followed her no matter what they said.

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At this time, Ji Xiaoyuan received a secret letter from his subordinates.

The flickering candlelight illuminated his sharp eyebrows and eyes. His fingertips slid across the footer, smoothing out the layers of wrinkles on it, but never unfolding it.

He had given the order to investigate Su Zhiruan's identity a long time ago. Although he had retired from the battlefield long ago, his vigilance from years of fighting on the battlefield naturally prevented him from completely trusting a stranger.

But during the time they were together, he gradually let down his guard, and even on the eve of their marriage, he had forgotten that he had asked someone to investigate her.

Ji Xiaoyuan has lived for more than 20 years. Even though he hates war and longs to return to the countryside for a free life, he has never thought about getting married and having children. After all, if you have a weakness, you will be constrained.

But now, he is willing to enter into marriage, wanting to marry the person he loves and never be lonely again.

The spy seemed to see his hesitation, took a half step out of the darkness, and whispered, "Sir—"

Ji Xiaoyuan nodded imperceptibly and opened the secret letter.

There was only one lamp lit in the room, but the tiny candlelight was blown by the wind from his movements, jumping and swaying violently twice, and then quickly returning to calm.

The room was silent, with only the sound of low, rising and falling breathing being heard.

From long, to suddenly rapid.

The secret letter that Ji Xiaoyuan unfolded listed all the information about his newlywed wife.

Su Zhiruan——

Princess Jialan of Wanchao!

Suddenly, it was like a breeze turning into a violent storm, and it was impossible to make sense of the thoughts of the people who were swaying in the wind and rain. At this time, Ji Xiaoyuan was standing in the wind and rain.

The spy who was completely hidden in the dark understood his mood at this time. The regent of the dynasty married Princess Jialan of Wan Chao to promote friendship between the states and a hundred years of peace.

But even though the Regent and Princess Jialan had never met or spoken to each other, Su Zhiruan and Ji Xiaoyuan actually met each other by chance and are even about to get married.

A marriage destined to be together cannot be broken up no matter what.

She was his wife.

After a long time, the spy heard that His Royal Highness the Regent had calmed down a lot.

Ji Xiaoyuan never expected that his new wife would be Princess Jialan, whom he married from Wan Chao.

He held up the secret letter and burned it over the lamp, then quickly stood up and prepared to go back to find Su Zhiruan.

“Oh no, oh no—”

A panicked voice suddenly came, arriving before the person arrived.

"The lady is missing!" When the shopkeeper saw Ji Xiaoyuan, he hurriedly told him what happened.

……

Ji Xiaoyuan picked up the wrapped red candle and flint from the ground, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

"Go check."

The man's eyebrows jumped, his mind was in turmoil, and countless chilling thoughts appeared in his mind.

Anyone who can snatch people away from a restaurant must be no ordinary person.

If someone had a reason to forcibly take her away, he must have known that Su Zhiruan was Princess Jialan. If the dynasty sent someone to take her away, then they would have to pass him. Then, there was only one possibility -

Ten thousand dynasties.

Ji Xiaoyuan felt as if a huge stone was hanging in his heart, his brows were tightly furrowed. He clenched the thin thread wrapped in his hand, and felt a thousand worries in his heart. He was so concerned about Su Zhiruan that he had no time to care about anything else.