Chapter 1322
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When Long Sijue saw that she was willing to look for him, he flashed a gentle smile. "Come in."
Su Qianxun walked in and deliberately put on a straight face as she said, "Hmph, I didn't forgive you! Don't celebrate too early! "
"I know. I'll continue to work hard until my wife forgives me." Long Sijue stood up and walked over. He held her in his arms as they walked to the couch and sat down.
"What instructions does my dear wife have for me?"
Su Qianxun saw that he was behaving well, so she told him what Lin 'er had told her just now.
Long Sijue furrowed his eyebrows when he heard that. Putting aside the grudge between Simo Yan and Long Xiluo, it would definitely not be a good thing if Long Sijue, a prince, died in Dragon City.
"I know that Simo Yan is not a good person, but Lin 'er likes him very much. He believes that he is a good person and wants to save him." Su Qianxun was also very upset.
"It's better to let Long Xiluo decide what to do. It's up to her whether to save him or not," Long Sijue said.
Su Qianxun thought so too. It was better to let Xi Luo decide on her own.
"I'm going down to check on Lin 'er. He's still upset." Su Qianxun got up and was about to leave.
Long Sijue pulled her back. "He's sad. I, your husband, am very sad too. Why don't you comfort me?"
"You deserve it. It's your fault for doing something against me!" Su Qianxun gave him a sidelong glance.
Long Sijue did not know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at her. "I really didn't. I swear!"
"I don't care. I only believe what I see with my own eyes." Su Qianxun threw a tantrum.
"I'll ask the butler to prepare some durians tonight," Long Sijue said sternly.
"Why are you preparing durians?" Su Qianxun looked at him, puzzled.
"It's said on the Internet that when your wife is angry, she can kneel on a durian …"
"…"
During dinner, Lin 'er was still unhappy. Long Xiluo quickly finished her meal and went back to rest.
To comfort Lin 'er, Su Qianxun kept him company.
At ten o 'clock at night, a violent storm suddenly started outside. Lin' er immediately crawled out of bed and said anxiously, "Sister, it's raining heavily outside! What about Uncle? He doesn't even have a shelter. "
"He won't. It's raining so heavily. He'll find a place to hide from the rain." Su Qianxun carried the little fellow back and covered him with a blanket.
Lin 'er didn't fall asleep until midnight because he was worried about Simo Yan.
In another room, Long Xiluo stood by the window and stared blankly at the heavy rain outside. Her mind was filled with the scene of Simo Yan lying there with serious injuries.
In her heart, Simo Yan was very hateful and even deserved to die. However, he shouldn't have died so quietly …
No … She really couldn't go. If she went, she would have to kill him!
Su Qianxun knocked on the door and walked in. She stared at Long Xiluo's lonely figure as she stood there. Her heart ached a little for her.
She hadn't even changed her clothes since she came back …
"Shilla, why aren't you resting?" Su Qianxun walked to the window and looked at the rain outside. She said, "The rain is really heavy. Ordinary people will fall sick if they get caught in it. If it's an injured person, I'm afraid … they won't be able to endure it."
"…"
When Long Xiluo heard her words, she clenched her fists tightly and her expression stiffened a little.
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