The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Yi Shurong was stunned for a moment, as if she had never expected that the little girl in front of her would say such words, and then she couldn't help but chuckled, "My cousin is right, although General Wu is from Liguo He is a talented person, but his temper is not very good. Domestic violence is a trivial matter, and he killed countless women and children with his own hands."

"Then according to what my cousin said, I think the woman who marries him in the future will be miserable. She might be chopped down by the general in her dreams." Luo Liyan couldn't help but think of the tragic death of the original owner in her previous life. It poured dirty water on Wu Yibin.

In fact, this is not completely dirty water. In fact, the orphanage where Luo Liyan was located was in the center of war.

She had seen with her own eyes how psychologically affected those who had been on the battlefield would be after they came off the battlefield.

Always on guard, the concept of human life becomes blurred.

In modern times, there would still be specialized psychologists for counseling, but there was no such thing in ancient times.

Even ordinary soldiers are like that, especially Wu Yibin who licked blood from the knife edge.

"My cousin is right. It seems that although General Wu is the pillar of the country, his marriage is destined to not go smoothly." Yi Shurong nodded, fully agreeing with Luo Liyan's words.

After hearing this, Wu Yibin, who was standing outside and was still planning to linger for a while, slipped and almost fell down the stairs.

In the end, he managed to hold on to the railing of the stairs, barely controlling his body shape.

His master went too far. In order to please his cousin and stymie Ding'an County Lord's interest in him, he actually made trouble for himself like this.

He had massacred those three places, but the order he gave himself had now become his fault.

Anyway, after this great cause is accomplished, if he has not yet married a wife, he will go to his master to marry her.

Give yourself the most beautiful girl in the entire capital as your wife.

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Because the suspicion that Luo Liyan liked Wu Yibin was dispelled, the two of them returned to their house after finishing their lunch.

Luo Liyan felt very sleepy after eating. She simply checked her things and was carried into the carriage by Yi Shurong.

Lianwu herself wanted to follow, but was scolded by Yi Shurong's cold gaze.

She shrank her neck in fright and sat obediently outside the carriage.

In fact, this carriage is quite big. Although it is not as big as a bed, it is more than enough for two people to lie down on it.

Although Yi Shurong was not sleepy, she wanted to hold Luo Liyan, so she placed the small square table on the outside, pulled the blanket, and wrapped the two of them up.

Luo Liyan slept in her arms, feeling the slightly raised chest. She really felt that it was an insult to her own intelligence to hold on here without tearing off his vest.

But now I have taken off her vest...

Feeling the arm tightly wrapped around her, Luo Liyan quickly swept this thought out of her mind.

Yi Shurong was so arrogant in front of her. She was afraid that her front foot would tear off the opponent's waistcoat, and her back foot would be squeezed until nothing was left.

After all, a ghost king like him should disdain worshiping heaven and earth.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Yi Shurong asked softly, feeling the still somewhat chaotic breathing.

The chin was pressed against Luo Liyan's head, rubbing it again and again.

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