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It had been almost a day since yesterday! Dongfang Ye's eyes were bloodshot. His cold, bloodthirsty eyes were no longer the same as before. They actually carried traces of unease, self-blame, and deep worry.

His eyes were fixated on the city gate, as if he was afraid of missing something, and he didn't even blink.

Seeing how Dongfang Ye was acting, Xia Sizhu's heart tightened. He couldn't have been waiting here all night, right? This fool! Xia Sizhu's eyes lit up slightly!

At this moment, Dongfang Ye also saw Xia Sizhu inside the carriage. Because she didn't give much, he could only see that Xia Sizhu had changed clothes. He couldn't tell whether she was injured or not.

However, he had caught a glimpse of a corner of the man's clothes. A murderous intent instantly surged up in Dongfang Ye's eyes.

Dongfang Ye kicked the horse's belly and flew towards Xia Sizhu. Seeing Dongfang Ye flying towards her, Dongfang Ye lifted the curtain with a palm and grabbed Xia Sizhu's left hand, pulling her into his embrace.

Upon realizing that he wanted to stop them, Dongfang Ye looked inside the carriage and saw the man who was as cold and clean as a snow lotus. A storm seemed to be brewing in his eyes.

Once Xia Sizhu was brought up by Dongfang Ye, his injured right hand would naturally be exposed. Dongfang Ye discovered that Xia Sizhu's injured right hand was also exposed.

The anger in Dongfang Ye's eyes grew even stronger. He carefully evaded Xia Sizhu's injured right hand and sent a palm strike towards the carriage.

This palm contained all of his anger. The carriage was instantly shattered into pieces, and powder flew in all directions.

"Dongfang Ye, do you want to kill big brother Beitang?" Dongfang Ye's palm instantly sent Xia Sizhu's anger flying.

If it wasn't for the Western Tomb Beitang saving her, she would have been finished long ago. She knew that she and the Western Tomb Beitang were sitting in the same carriage, and that Dongfang Ye might have misunderstood.

She was about to explain, but Dongfang Ye's anger was so great that he shattered the carriage without a word. She wondered if Beitang gege had escaped.

Just as Xia Sizhu finished speaking, Dongfang Ye stopped her.

Such a spicy scene shocked everyone at the city gate. Ling Feng's first reaction was to turn around without looking at Ling Feng. Seeing Ling Feng's actions, Gu Xin also turned around without asking any questions.

Ling Feng had followed Dongfang Ye for so many years, he must have his reasons for turning around at this time.

Just as Dongfang Ye was about to carry Xia Sizhu onto the horse's back, he circled around with her and swept his ice-cold gaze over everyone who was staring at them.

Everyone instantly lowered their heads and turned around, not daring to look at the scene in front of them.

The timid man collapsed to the ground in fright. His slightly more daring legs were also shaking uncontrollably.

Feeling the cold gaze behind him, Gu Xin gave Ling Feng a grateful look. Luckily, he had learned from Ling Feng.

Otherwise, if Nightingale knew that he had watched the hot and spicy scene between him and his master, he wouldn't be happy even if she thought of it and beat him up. He wouldn't even have a place to cry.

Dongfang Ye didn't forget to give that snow-lotus-like man a provocative look, because Dongfang Ye could feel the care and nervousness he had towards Zhu.

Therefore, this man was a love rival and not an enemy. A love rival was more difficult to deal with than an enemy.

Having steadied his body, the Western Tomb Beitang threw Dongfang Ye a faint smile.

Dongfang Ye felt that he had met with a big trouble. He guessed right, he had been unable to chase away this trouble for the rest of his life.

He let go of Ah Zhu and looked at the blushing Xia Si Zhu. Dongfang Ye's eyes narrowed dangerously as he faced Xia Si Zhu.

He had found a love rival for him in this incident. Should he wrap Zhu Zhu around him and watch over her all the time?

Xia Sizhu was breathless from the kiss. The dizzy Xia Qing was completely oblivious to Dongfang Ye's and Western Tomb North Hall's small movements. Her face was flushed red.

"Tell me how you and that man met? Big Brother Beitang is shouting so intimately! "

Dongfang Ye hadn't forgotten to ask what was going on. It was just one day since that man had managed to confuse Ah Zhu and make him call him Big Brother Beitang, calling him Beitang with such intimacy.

Gu Xin licked her sore teeth and exchanged a glance with Ling Feng. She quietly rode her horse and backed away at the same time, distancing herself from the jealousy in Dongfang Ye's face.

"How did you know him?" As your husband, you put your fiancée in danger. If I didn't arrive in time, she would have been bullied. How did you become her husband? "

The Western Tomb North Hall said while looking at the guarded face of Dongfang Ye.

After finally recovering from his stupor, Xia Sizhu heard the angry voice of the Western Tomb Beitang. She was stunned. Was this the big brother Beitang who had always been very gentle to her?

"I will take care of my wife, no need for an outsider like you to worry about her!" Hearing the words of the Western Tomb Beitang, Dongfang Ye looked at the dazed Xia Sizhu.

Thinking that she had thought of that unbearable thought, the hand around Xia Sizhu's waist tightened.

Two men with extraordinary temperaments were tripping at the city gate, causing the passersby to come over to take a look.

"Stop bickering and stop to listen to me!" Xia Sizhu glanced at the two of them, wanting them to calm down.

"Since Qing'er calls me Big Brother Beitang, then I will be more concerned about her. You won't be able to stop me from worrying about Qing'er."

The corners of the West Tomb Beitang's mouth pulled up into an arc, his eyes cold and carrying a faint provocation.

"I won't let you meet Ah Zhu in person!" Dongfang Ye used his body to block Xia Sizhu, preventing the Western Tomb North Hall from spying on him.

"What are you doing, Dongfang Ye?" Xia Sizhu was surprised. Why didn't he let her call Beitang gege?

"Then let's see if you can stop me." The West Tomb Beitang's voice was filled with confidence.

The words of the Western Tomb Beitang successfully angered Dongfang Ye, and there was fury in Dongfang Ye's eyes.

Dongfang Ye let go of Ah Zhu's waist and used his lightness skill to fly to the side of the Western Tomb North Hall. He dodged to the side and then sent out another palm strike from Dongfang Ye.

Dongfang Ye's every step had aroused the fighting spirit of the Western Tomb North Hall, so he wasn't the least bit satisfied with Dongfang Ye.

He was worried about handing Qing'er over to a man like that!

Seeing the palm that was about to strike, the Western Tomb North Hall did not dodge but faced Dongfang Ye instead, and the two began to fight.

Seeing the two of them engaged in a brief exchange of words, Xia Sizhu helplessly facepalmed. What the heck was going on!?

Although she muttered in her heart, her eyes were still fixed on the two of them. Seeing that they were evenly matched, Xia Sizhu felt somewhat relieved.

"You guys go ahead! Let's fight! Humph! Kill them if they dare! " Xia Sizhu shouted at the two of them in a somewhat sullen manner.

When the duo heard his angry voice, they froze for a moment before starting to fight again.

Dongfang Ye was Xia Sizhu's husband, so naturally, the Western Tomb North Court didn't dare to do too much. Although it looked like this man was unhappy, Dongfang Ye wouldn't do anything to Xia Sizhu's savior.

As he fought with the two of them, he actually felt that they were on par with each other and cherished each other. As he fought with the two of them, it became a sparring session.

This scene was witnessed by Xia Sizhu as the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

"Little beauty, what are you doing here? Hey, why is your hand injured? Stop the car! This prince wants to go down and see this little beauty.

At this time, Xi Ling Yan happened to pass through the city gate. Seeing Xia Si Zhu alone on his horse, with his right hand still missing, he immediately stopped the carriage.