Chapter 331 My Sweetheart

Qian Duoduo walked aimlessly for a long time by herself, not wanting to go back to the Three Princes' Mansion, nor to Qian's Mansion.

Let's talk to Xiaosi.

Boyfriends are much more reliable than lovers, at least they will never let themselves be sad...

Qian Duoduo wiped away her tears and regained her confidence.

Looking at the surrounding environment, he unknowingly ran into a deep and dilapidated alley, sparsely populated and a bit gloomy, with an indescribably creepy feeling.

"Qian Duoduo—"

Suddenly there was a woman's voice, and Qian Duoduo subconsciously turned around to look.

Before she could see the other party's figure clearly, she saw the other party spill some white powder at her, and then, her eyes darkened, and she passed out.

......Duoer dividing line......

After an afternoon of recuperation and rest, Zhaoyang's body has almost recovered.

It was already night when she woke up from the bed.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Long Muchen standing in front of the window.

The silvery moonlight fell on his handsome side face, his white robe danced with the wind, and his long and cheerful figure was as indifferent as a fairy.

But it was such a man, who looked silent at this moment, but a little desolate.

His brows and eyes were furrowed, looking at the night sky, as if he was wandering, he didn't even know that the woman behind him quietly approached behind him.

"Brother Chen—" Zhao Yang playfully patted Long Muchen's shoulder.

Long Muchen was taken aback, the purse in his hand fell to the ground, he immediately bent over to pick up the purse, brushed the dust on his cuffs, the degree of cherishing it was like treating a rare treasure.

This action aroused Zhaoyang's interest, and when Long Muchen was not paying attention, he snatched the purse.

"What is it, you look so engrossed..."

"Zhaoyang, don't make trouble, give it back to me quickly." Long Muchen frowned, his expression obviously a little displeased.

However, he was still a step too late, that quick-tempered Zhaoyang had already opened his purse at the same time he reached out.

Then, a golden token of the King of Chen appeared in front of Zhaoyang's eyes.

Under the token, there are many banknotes and several portraits.

naughty, capricious, angry....

It's all the same girl.

Zhaoyang was stunned for a long time, then held the purse, raised his head and said in doubt: "Brother Chen, this purse belongs to Qian Duoduo? But—but why is your token in her purse? "

Even if she was beaten to death, she would not believe that this token was given to Qian Duoduo by Long Muchen.

Because Zhaoyang knew that the token of King Chen was just like the emperor's Shangfang sword.

If I come in person!

The person who owns it has the same status and majesty as Long Muchen.

Long Muchen took the purse from Zhaoyang's hand, put it in his chest, turned around and stared out the window.

"Zhaoyang, I once said that I have a sweetheart, and I won't marry unless she is the one, do you remember? Now, I don't want to hide it from you, that woman is none other than Qian Duoduo."

Zhaoyang looked at Long Muchen in disbelief, and was stunned for a long time before he spoke: "How is it possible, brother Chen, Qian Duoduo is a married woman, and she is the third concubine, she is your niece and daughter-in-law, you and How could she..."

"She has no relationship with the third child! And it won't be long before this king will help her ask the emperor for a letter of divorce."

Long Muchen spoke resolutely, although his tone was calm, but it revealed an irresistible majesty.