The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 406 Isn't this a fire pit?

Ye Zhaoru stayed in the study, with a pile of books and books littered in front of him, he sat in the middle of a pile of things, with a chessboard in front of him, on the chessboard, the white and black zigzag jumped, and the game failed.

Ye Wanwan and the others pushed the door in and he didn't move, as if he couldn't hear them.

"Father." Ye Wanwan called, looking at Ye Zhaoru's sloppy appearance, and then noticed the clothes on his body.

A first-class imperial court dress.

Not being able to continue to be the prince is really his heart demon.

Ye Wanwan called someone, but he shouldn't, so she didn't want to say it. In fact, the father and daughter never spoke well for many years. In the past, it was because of understanding and filial piety. said.

Yan Chen suddenly reached out and shook Ye Wanwan's hand: "You go out first, I'll have a few words with my uncle."

Ye Wanwan was not at ease, but she really didn't want to talk about it, and she didn't want to introduce Yan Chen to her father, so she simply turned around and went out.

When she walked to the door and stood still, the cold wind blew her a little cold, and just as she was about to close her clothes, Ye Zhaoru suddenly shouted angrily, and then it seemed as if the chessboard was blown away, and the pieces fell to the ground.

Ye Wanwan subconsciously wanted to go in, but finally stopped.

Ye Shaoyang came at this time, and seemed to hear the movement inside: "What's going on?"

"who knows."

Since Yan Chen let her out, she was not interested in seeing it.

Ye Shaoyang looked at the door and then at Ye Wanwan: "Are you going to marry him?"

Ye Shaoyang's disapproval is not only in his heart, but also written on his face.

He didn't agree with Ye Wanwan's relationship with Yan Chen before, but Yan Chen was still the King of Jin at that time. Now, he has nothing and is charged with the crime of fugitive. Isn't this a fire pit?

If Ye Wanwan wanted to marry him again, she wouldn't stop him, but this was Yan Chen, so he felt that he should stop him instead of watching Ye Wanwan jump in.

Ye Shaoyang agrees or not, Ye Wanwan doesn't care, but since he said it, Ye Wanwan still replied: "Although I was a concubine before, but the late emperor is dead, I also broke free from that quagmire, it's not shameful. , Since we are together, we should have an identity."

Ye Shaoyang still wanted to stop it, but he knew that he couldn't stop what Ye Wanwan had decided.

"But he doesn't seem fit to talk about marriage now."

Ye Wanwan: "It doesn't matter if it's suitable or not. He thinks farther than I do, and he has his own plans for what to do. He's here today, and he will naturally handle the troubles he will face."

Ye Shaoyang sneered: "You really trust him."

Suddenly, I remembered what Ye Wanwan said at the beginning, when he had nothing to do and was spending his days, Yan Chen saved her life more than once.

On this point, Ye Shaoyang actually has no position to dislike Yan Chen. He is obviously about the same age, and he and Ye Wanwan are relatives, but he is not even an outsider.

"As long as you like it, it's still the same sentence. If you have something to say, my brother will always be on your side." He didn't know what he could do for Ye Wanwan now, but he was firm in his attitude.

Ye Wanwan glanced at him, wondering if she could understand what he was thinking: "Okay."

Naturally, she wouldn't push Ye Shaoyang out. After so many years of trying to save Ye Shaoyang and make it into a material, naturally it wasn't for offering.

Just as the siblings were silent for a while, Yan Chen came out.

Ye Wanwan saw that his hair was not messed up and down, and was a little curious about what he said to Ye Zhaoru, but it was not appropriate to ask now, and after looking at the door, it seemed that there was no need to go in.

Yan Chen grabbed Ye Wanwan's hand and led her out in a grand manner, but Ye Shaoyang didn't rush to respond, but after hesitating, he decided to go in and see his own father.

Ye Shaoyang was shocked as soon as he entered the door. Although he had just heard the movement, he did not expect that the house was so messy.

Broken pages floated everywhere, chess pieces were scattered all over the place, and teacups and teapots were also broken.

Ye Zhaoru was sitting in the middle of a pile of books, his face was hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously very angry.

"Father, I'll have someone come to clean it."

After I finished speaking, I smeared oil on the soles of my feet and went out. After watching this scene, I might become a punching bag later.

"Snapped!"

A cup smashed on the door, and the shards splattered instantly. Fortunately, Ye Shaoyang ran fast, otherwise Chiyu would definitely be affected.

Zhuang Qin had prepared everything, and Ye Wanwan would naturally not cover her face. Even if she didn't stay here at night, she would still stay for lunch and dinner.

Ye Zhaoru was not ready to come out at all, but Ye Furong came back in the afternoon.

Not to mention, this Ye Furong was completely forgotten, everyone ignored that the Ye family still had such a married daughter, or even if they remembered, they would subconsciously skip it.

It was a harmonious atmosphere, but when she heard Ye Furong came, she suddenly became a little colder.

Ye Furong didn't come alone, Zhao Ying, the son of King Run, also came.

Ye Furong's belly has been pregnant for more than four months, Zhao Ying supported her all the way, cautiously, and looked very serious.

When the husband and wife came over, Zhao Ying first said hello: "Mother-in-law, Mrs. Anguo, eldest brother, auspicious New Year."

To say that Zhuang Qin really didn't like to see Zhao Ying, but she didn't reach out to smile, and she wasn't mean, she nodded slightly, and agreed, but warm greetings were not acceptable.

It's not that she can't tolerate Ye Furong, a prostitute, but that Ye Furong and Zhao Ying were embarrassed in the process of being together, not to mention the things Ye Furong did at the time of marriage, the doomed work before marriage, and the return home after marriage. She also went to see her aunt that day, as if her mistress did not exist.

Since everyone has done everything, why should she pretend to be virtuous, if she is really polite, then she is shameless and skinless.

Ye Furong was also well dressed today. She was dressed in fancy clothes, with golden branches and jade hairpins on her head. She also deliberately made her stomach more protruding, for fear that others would not see it.

However, she didn't see the luxury, and it was more tacky, but she also put on heavy makeup on purpose, which made her look even more gaudy.

But obviously she didn't think her body was strange, she hung her eyes at Zhuang Qin and then at Ye Wanwan, as if she could crush everyone present.

"My body is inconvenient and I can't do salute. My mother won't blame me, and my sister is wrong. It's Mrs. Anguo. You are a rare visitor. It's the first time I see you back to visit relatives in so many years."

As he spoke, he suddenly covered his mouth: "Oh, look at how I forgot, Mrs. Anguo used to be the imperial concubine, and the imperial palace was her family's home. Now, it's still the Ye family that is closer."

I never expected this person to be able to highlight human words, and at the beginning of the New Year, his mouth was full of feces.

(End of this chapter)