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Chapter 260 I am possessed by a concubine today

In the dark night, in a tavern.

A middle-aged man in shabby clothes came in from outside.

He sat in front of the table, squinted at Wang Chen who was lying on the bar and fell asleep, and said in a muffled voice, "Xiao Huang is back."

Li Huan nodded, leaned on the table and looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Brother Ma, why are you back today? The task is completed?"

Ma Xiafei nodded dully, casually threw the package and a slip in his hand to Li Huan and said, "Let the employer call me the remaining commission."

Li Huan took the bloody package and the list, nodded and walked out of the tavern.

After Li Huan left, Ma Xiafei looked at the scattered wine bottles on the ground and frowned slightly.

Taking out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, he drank it into his stomach like pouring water, looked at Wang Chen lying on the sandalwood bar and said, "Get up, let's have a good chat."

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Wang Chen squeezed the camera in his hand with both hands, opened his sleepy eyes and stood up, looked at Ma Xiafei with a smile and said, "Brother Ma, we haven't seen each other for some years."

Ma Xiafei sat back on the wine table, playing with the wine bottle in his hand, looking very solid, he turned his head and glanced at the stairs, and said very calmly: "I won't mention the sad things, I just want to ask you , How long will you stay in this state? Half dead, it's annoying to watch."

"Half-dead? Maybe this is how I live, don't you think so?"

Wang Chen jumped off the bar counter full of alcohol, waved his hand and walked out of the tavern, the voice full of laughter echoed in the tavern.

"And don't you think that I can look down on everyone in a half-dead state, which is an explanation to her?"

Ma Xiafei looked at Wang Chen who was about to walk out of the tavern, and said with a gloomy expression: "This is just your excuse, you just don't want to accept the fact that the concubine died."

"Brother Ma, that's enough."

Jun Yue came down from upstairs. For so many years, they have always avoided this topic, just to prevent Wang Chen from recalling those sad things. Now that Ma Xiafei said this, it was obviously adding salt to Wang Chen's wound .

Since he chooses to bury this memory deeply, since he chooses to cover up the fact that he is a walking dead in this foolish way, then let him do it.

After all... all of this was chosen by him, not forced by himself and others.

Ma Xiafei looked at Wang Chen who was standing at the door of the tavern, his body trembling slightly, and then looked at Jun Yue, and suddenly slapped the table on the table and shouted at Jun Yue: "You little brat, you know what to do. Do you feel good looking at him now? Because of him... what has become of this place now?"

Standing at the door of the tavern, Wang Chen raised his head and took two deep breaths, turned around and watched the horse fly down, looked at Jun Yue, and also looked at Mr. Ren who walked down the stairs tremblingly, then bowed deeply, saying a word Left without.

"Little Emperor."

Jun Yue's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly chased outside the bar.

Ma Xiafei's body trembled, and he slumped on the table a little weakly, raised his head to look at Old Ren and said with a sigh: "Uncle Ren, this kid is too stubborn."

"Because it is an eternal pain in his heart. If today is not a military parade, if he is not in Kyoto today, I guess he will never think about it again in his life."

Mr. Ren shook his head, came to sit next to Ma Xiafei, and said mockingly: "I treat you as my own children, but I can't even protect my own children. I'm such a useless parent."

"Forget it, let's not mention the little emperor, unless the little concubine comes back from the dead, the little boy who used to be will never come back."

Ma Xiafei smiled bitterly, raised his head and gulped down all the wine in the bottle.

"Xiao Huang, wait a minute." Outside, Jun Yue caught up with Wang Chen, and stretched out his hand to hold him.

"Xiaoyue, I don't think there is anything else to talk about."

Wang Chen broke Jun Yue's hand and continued to walk forward. Ma Xiafei was right, since the concubine died and changed himself, everything will never go back to the way it was before.

And I shouldn't come back to this place again, because it will make them feel very bad.

Jun Yue came in front of Wang Chen, walking backwards with her hands behind her back, like a little girl.

She bit her red lips and looked at Wang Chen, and said with a little girlish temper: "You once said that life still needs to look forward, but why haven't you got rid of the past."

Wang Chen paused, and said with a wicked smile, "I've been walking forward, but you didn't see it."

Speaking of this, Wang Chen pointed to his chest and said: "It's just that I have to live for several people by myself, so I'm a little tired."

Jun Yue was silent for a while when he heard Wang Chen's words, then suddenly stopped and said to Wang Chen: "Wait for me for 5 minutes, don't leave, or I will hate you forever."

After finishing speaking, Jun Yue quickly ran into the tavern, and Wang Chen stood still and waited.

Five minutes passed quickly, and after a while, Jun Yue walked behind Wang Chen, and suddenly said in a very soft voice: "Turn around."

Wang Chen subconsciously looked behind him, his eyes became a little dazed and blurred.

I saw Jun Yue wearing a black princess dress, with her long hair draped behind her back, she was gently twirling the corners of the skirt with her hands, her face was shy and apprehensive, and her body was full of tenderness.

"Little concubine..."

Wang Chen murmured subconsciously, and finally shook his head and said to Jun Yue with a wry smile: "Xiao Yue, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I am possessed by my little concubine today, you have to accompany me to fulfill my little concubine's long-cherished wish."

At this moment, Jun Yue is no longer as tough as before, her nose twitched, she looked at Wang Chen tenderly and said.

Wang Chen hesitated, and finally said with a bitter smile: "Let's go."

Jun Yue followed Wang Chen, walking forward in small steps, her hands still twisting the corners of her skirt a bit jerky.

Li Huan, who had returned to the entrance of the tavern, looked at this scene with a very complicated expression, and finally sighed faintly.

Mr. Ren came out from inside, looked sideways at Li Huan and said, "Little guy, don't you want to stop Xiaoyue, a crazy woman?"

"Uncle Ren, you know that Xiaoyue only regards me as her younger brother."

Li Huan sighed, turned around and waved his hands a little lonely and said, "Okay, Uncle Ren, you should rest early, I'm going back."

Uncle Ren watched Li Huan leave, and sighed slightly, his broken tavern is the place where these legends and myths rise, and it is also the place that breaks their hearts.

Some people are beaten here because their strength is not as good as others, some people are hit here because their background is not as good as others, and some people are heartbroken here because of their unsatisfactory feelings...

(End of this chapter)