Seeing that Nangong shaojue suddenly got up, Su Weiyi looked at Nangong shaojue in a panic and got up in a hurry. He held Nangong shaojue's arm in his hands and looked up. His shaking eyes looked at Nangong shaojue, and his hoarse voice called, "husband!"
The heart is tearing fiercely, he must have known for a long time, but he is hiding from himself.
Nangong shaojue looked down at Su Weiyi. His eyes softened for a moment. He took back his hands, held Su Weiyi's cheek in his hands, and hung his head. In this way, he directly and lightly kisses Su Weiyi's lip. Then he whispered in her ear with a voice that only two people can hear: "unique! I'll be back for you soon! Wait for me
With that, Nangong Shao Jue got up, turned around and strode away. His palms were tightening, and his stern eyes seemed to be trying to bear something,
But as soon as he moved, Su Weiyi strode around Nangong shaojue with his skirt. He tightly grasped Nangong shaojue's arm, looked up and trembled, and said excitedly: "no! Come on, you can't go! Why are you lying to me? "
Excited roar, almost everyone can hear her voice, everyone's eyes fall on two people.
Whispering and whispering.
It's obvious that Nangong Liye in Nangong master's mouth is her, which is enough to shock everyone here. I can't believe that they are brothers and sisters! But the two people actually did such a moral and ethical thing, looking at them with a strange look.
Among them, the members of the Nangong family are even more angry at them. One of the elders gets up, looks at Nangong zhenglie, and sternly punishes them.
In the meantime, he only heard gruss's respectful but defiant voice saying, "the master has just explained that Miss Liye will be written into the genealogy of Nangong family, and miss Liye is a member of Nangong family!"
Although everyone knows that he is only Nangong master's housekeeper, his words undoubtedly do not mean Nangong master's meaning.
Listening to this, Su only suddenly turned around, close to Nangong shaojue, staring at the powerful Nangong zhenglie on the stage. At the moment, she could no longer see the slightest fear and trembling in her eyes.
"Master Nangong! I'm not your daughter at all. I don't have the blood of Nangong family. I'm not Nangong Liye. Shouldn't you be ashamed of my existence? If you just want to separate me like this, it's absolutely impossible! I'll die and never part
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"If you don't want Shao Jue's son, you can break off the relationship with Shao Jue now and have nothing to do with each other from now on. Besides, Shao Jue and I have married. Whether you admit it or not, it's a fact. If you want to take Shao Jue away, you'll kill me first!"
The aggressive tone surprised everyone. Almost no one dared to talk to master Nangong like this.
Just one look in his eyes can make people tremble and dare not disrespect him at all.
And Nangong zhenglie looks at Su only, there is not too much emotion between the dignified look, can't see the slightest emotion, that pair of sharp as the eagle's cold eyes are still strong.
He didn't mean to speak. He just looked at Su Weiyi for a few seconds. Then he withdrew his eyes and solemnly announced: "tomorrow's ceremony will be held as scheduled!"
After that, he stepped forward and left, followed by gruss.
Only heard Su's only voice: "no!"
Druna and the middle-aged servant also came forward to hold Su Weiyi, but they were careful. No matter how hard they tried, Su Weiyi was pregnant now.
Su's only effort to break away from the two, strode forward, holding Nangong shaojue, look can not hide the confusion, pain, trembling eyes, deep pain, excited: "no! Don't make a decision! You can't go! Can't go! Let's get out of here! Let's get out of here! Husband Then he raised his voice and said to the guard beside him, "go away! Get out of here, all of you
Nangong shaojue looks down at Suwei and holds his hand tightly. He is trying his best to endure something under his expressionless face. His heart is being stabbed. He thinks he is ready to face Suwei's out of control, but now he seems to have almost reached the limit.
Suddenly, at this time, Su only suddenly covered his stomachache and called. He grabbed Nangong shaojue's arm and bent slightly.
I heard Nangong shaojue's panic voice calling: "only one!"
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Su Weiyi clenched Nangong shaojue's sleeve, raised his head, frowned bitterly, looked at Nangong shaojue, clenched his lip and said: "husband! Take me! Shall we go? You promised me. How can you lie to me? Ah Said, can't help but eat pain a, tight frown, hang head low voice call a way: "baby!"
The next second, Nangong shaojue took Su Dui in his arms and sternly ordered: "call a doctor!"
At the moment, the guards and druna did not dare to stop them. They had to keep up with them.
The fetus in Su Wei's belly is very weak, so as long as she is a little excited, she is easy to move the fetal gas.
Nangong shaojue accompanies Su Weiyi to feed her the medicine in person, constantly comforting and persuading Su Weiyi.
But at the moment, Su only one where listen to the words of Nangong shaojue.
Su only has been holding Nangong shaojue's sleeve and won't let go. Even after she drinks the medicine and falls asleep, her hand is still holding him tightly, and she won't let go. She whispers: "husband! husband! My husband takes me away! Husband
With that, the tears between her cheeks kept falling, and she felt vaguely that someone was kissing her cheek. She said softly in a low voice: "wife! I will come back to you! Wait for me
Nangong Shao Jue didn't know how much effort it took to take his hand back.
When Su Weiyi woke up, it was already seven o'clock in the morning the next day. He suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed excitedly, "husband!"
Hand subconsciously stroked his belly up, eyes touched a strange place.
"Husband!" Excited to call a way, immediately lift the quilt to get out of bed, directly barefoot toward the door, open the door, but how also can't open, suddenly, Mou Guang a tight, lift a hand hard to knock the white gold double open door, excited way: "open the door! Open the door! Let me out! Let me out! Open the door
But no matter how she called, there was no response, until some of her strength was about to be exhausted, and the strength of knocking on the door weakened. She couldn't help choking and calling: "husband!"
One hand stroked his belly, the other hand grasped the golden carving, lifelike golden handle, drooped, tears such as broken pearls, dripping on the precious carpet.
He looked miserable and ferocious.