Lan Mochu glared at him sullenly, "Are you threatening me?"

"The second prince thinks it is, so it is." Wei Zijin's face was sloppy and unrestrained, as if he had returned to his former self.

"Wei Zijin, you are so brave."

Lan Mochu suddenly punched a fist on the nearby tree trunk, shaking off the crow's nest on the branch, and almost killed the hibernating crow. It struggled a few times on the ground and flew into the sky. Angrily screaming at Lan Mochu.

Wei Zijin chuckled, "Look, your character is not good, even crows despise you."

Lan Mochu wanted to kill him instantly, "Wei Zijin, no matter how bad my character is, Ning Youran chose me in the end, not you, and you are only worthy of marrying her substitute."

This time, it was Wei Zijin's turn to make a bad face, "Ye Youran is not a substitute for anyone, Lan Mochu, I'm not you, someone like you who talks about love but ends up killing him , not worthy of a woman's true love."

"Wei Zijin, you are courting death."

Lan Mochu drew out his sword, and angrily stabbed Wei Zijin.

Wei Zijin gave a cold snort of disdain, jumped up, flew off the horse, kicked Lan Mochu's sword away, and rushed towards him.

The two of them didn't use internal strength or weapons, just like ordinary people fighting, you punched me, I kicked you, all the resentment towards each other was vented on this punch and kick.

Wei Zijin resented Lan Mochu for marrying Ning Youran, but he didn't know how to cherish her, and even killed her. When he saw Ning Youran's body, he was in pain and regretted that he should not have given up on her.

At that time, he also resented himself for giving up on Ning Youran so easily. If he hadn't given up on her and eloped with Ning Youran, or used the power of the Zhongyong Mansion to compete with Lan Mochu, maybe Ning Youran would not have died.

Although, Ning Youran was reborn and became his fiancée, but the suffering and grievances Ranran suffered in the previous life made him feel distressed.

He turned Ran Ran's grievance and pain into fists, and punched Lan Mochu one after another.

Because he also resented himself and felt guilty for Ran Ran's death, he didn't hide from Lan Mochu's fists, he just slammed them hard.

And Lan Mochu also resented Wei Zijin, hated him for taking Ning Youran's heart away.

He and Ning Youran were the child relatives set by their mothers. He knew that Ning Youran was his little daughter-in-law since he was sensible, so he loved her since he was a child.

If there is something delicious and fun, he will always think about giving it to his little wife.

Knowing that the young daughter-in-law's mother died, he was afraid that the young daughter-in-law would be bullied at the Ning's house, so he often went to the Ning's house to support the young daughter-in-law.

Little by little, his heart was lost in the smile of his little daughter-in-law.

The youngest daughter-in-law is beautiful, she is the most beautiful woman in the capital, she is also gentle and virtuous, dignified and generous, and kind-hearted. In the past, how many nights he had smirked at the fact that he could marry such an excellent woman as Ning Youran as his wife.

However, King Xiang has a dream, but the goddess has no heart.

Ning Youran doesn't like him, and even finds him annoying. He has seen Ning Youran's impatience and even disgust towards him many times in Ning Youran's eyes.

His dignified second prince, with a noble body, was despised by Ning Youran.

He was deeply shocked, but he was reluctant to call off the engagement, so he had no choice but to act as if he didn't know, ignore her dislike for him, and try to please her even more diligently.

He thought that his hard work would one day touch her heart, but he never expected that on the way, a Wei Zijin ran out, and as soon as he showed his face, he stole Ning Youran's heart.

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