Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

Ye Qingmei originally didn't want to pay attention to Xiahou Junze, but his movement was so loud that she couldn't help but glance at him, with disgust in her eyes.

It was as if he was a beggar, no... maybe in her eyes, he was worse than a beggar.

"Fourth Prince, what's going on?" Shen Xian asked with a smile, "Even if the wine doesn't suit your taste, there's no need to break the glass!"

"Ms. sir." Ye Qingmei frowned, "I'm cold."

Shen Xian nodded, the beautiful scenery has been destroyed by others, what else is there in the mood at this time, why not enjoy it!

Why not go back home and have a good sleep to replenish some energy so that you can continue... playing games after a while.

"Fourth prince, my princess is a little cold, please take a step first!"

Shen Xian didn't wait for Xiahou Junze's response, hugged Ye Qingmei and left, stepping on the peach blossoms with her toes, causing Ye Qingmei to exclaim one after another.

"I hate it... I'm going to fall down!"

"Shen Xian...be careful..."

"ah……"

Everything was quiet, and he only heard her voice. Her voice was so sweet and beautiful.

After Shen Xian and Ye Qingmei left, he was the only one in the small pavilion.

Xiahou Junze casually took a wine jar, poured it into his mouth fiercely, and swallowed in large gulps. Countless amounts of wine spilled on his clothes, and he didn't care at all.

One jar after another, until Shen Xian drank all the wine he brought.

Xiahou Junze shouted loudly, "Chen Xian, if you don't avenge this revenge, you are not a gentleman!"

After saying that, he fainted with a bang.

The wine Shen Xian brought was originally peach blossom wine, which was not very strong. However, Xiahou Junze's attention was not on the wine at this time. Moreover, before Shen Xian left, he also threw a handful of powder into the jar, so this At that time, Xiahou Junze could only sleep in the pavilion...

"Aze, Aze... wake up!"

Xiahou Junze opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the person coming, "Mei'er..."

"How many times have I told you that you can't sleep here or you will catch a cold? Why don't you listen?" Ye Qingmei looked at Xiahou Junze with a hint of reproach, and then put the cloak in his hand on him, "I stewed There is a pot of pork rib soup, do you want to drink some?"

"Mei'er..." Xiahou Junze shook his head, this is a dream, this is a dream.

In reality, Ye Qingmei is already Chen Xian's wife, and it is impossible for her to treat him so tenderly!

"What's wrong? Are you having a nightmare again?" Those soft, boneless hands gently caressed his forehead. They were extremely warm. Xiahou Junze grabbed the hands and pulled them into his arms. Hugging her tightly, "Mei'er, Mei'er, don't leave me... don't leave me..."

Ye Qingmei didn't struggle, "Aze, are you having nightmares again?"

"Mei'er, you are my wife, my Xiahou Junze's wife!" Even if this is a dream, he wants this dream to last longer and never wake up. She is his wife.

Ye Qingmei laughed out loud, "Aze, I will never leave you..."

"Really?" Xiahou Junze asked in disbelief.

Ye Qingmei nodded, "Unless, one day, you don't want me anymore..."

"No, no, I won't let you go..." Xiahou Junze promised, no, no.

Ye Qingmei's expression suddenly changed, "Xiahou Junze, I want to avenge my dead son! I want to kill you..."

A bright knife pierced Xiahou Junze's chest.