After reconciliation, I was stared at by the sickly son-in-law

Chapter 38
"Ayao, you just need to know that you never owe anyone. No matter who you were, you are Ye Shuhuang now, and you will only be Princess Changle of Xiwu."

Even death is unclean, and if you want to influence Ah Yao, you have to die to be satisfied.

Where Ye Shuhuang could not see, Ning Yichen's eyes gradually darkened.

Is there really nothing wrong?

Ye Shuhuang didn't speak anymore, probably because of the original owner's influence, she was really tired today, very tired, and didn't want to think about it anymore.

But in front of Ning Yichen, she didn't want to pretend to be herself anymore, so she let go of all her defenses.

With sleepy eyes open, her consciousness gradually blurred, she whispered in his ear: "My lord, please carry me back to the princess mansion."

"it is good."

What I got was Ning Yichen's gentle and tender response.

Ye Shuhuang fell asleep, but Ning Yichen did not carry her back as Ye Shuhuang said, but directly picked her up and headed towards the Princess Mansion.

Ning Yichen looked at the girl who was already sleeping soundly in his arms, his eyes were extremely gentle and distressed.

This is the girl he wants to hold in his hands.

She shouldn't have been so troubled.

Unable to help, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Ayao, in fact, you really don't have to work so hard.

Some people, some things, let him solve them.

……

late at night
Zhenxi Palace
Qingxuan stood behind Ning Yichen, watching Ning Yichen's movements with a solemn and worried expression.

With the current body of the prince, can he really use Miao Jiang's secret technique?

And her resentment is very deep, if the son wants to get rid of her completely, he must suffer another serious injury.

Ning Yichen was extremely indifferent. He watched the incense on the table slowly burn out, then raised his hand to activate Miaojiang's magic, and a cloud of dark green smoke slowly rose.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The shrill yells were mixed with weird intermittent laughter, the voice was indistinguishable, appearing and disappearing from time to time, making one's hair stand on end.

He looked at the gradually appearing red figure, his eyes were cold, like a layer of frost.

"For A Yao's sake, I'll give you one last chance to go back to where you should be."

"Don't even think about it!" A resentful and desperate voice rang out: "You killed me and Gu Shujin, I will never let you go!"

The face of the woman in red gradually became clear, but she still retained the tragic appearance of bleeding from her seven orifices when she died.

But after careful identification, it can be found that this ghostly woman in red is exactly the same as Ye Shuhuang!
She is the dead Changle Princess Ye Shuhuang!
Everyone in the world knows that Dongling Miaojiang is a family protected by the gods, but few people know that Miaojiang is a direct descendant who can practice strange arts and communicate with gods and ghosts.

"Stubborn!" Ning Yichen's voice was extremely indifferent, not at all gentle.

"Jie Jie Jie!" She laughed, with a ferocious expression, gloating: "You are reborn in my body for your A Yao, whose body has been destroyed long ago, and you still want me to die, what a fool's dream!"

"Your body?" Ning Yichen twitched the corners of his mouth, and said sarcastically, "After being the Princess of Changle for so many years, you probably have long forgotten what a lowly thing you are."

"you wanna die!"

After poking at the sore spot, she could no longer restrain the anger in her heart, and only wanted to tear the man in front of her into pieces.

Bursts of black mist surged, and a biting cold aura hit Ning Yichen.

Ning Yichen didn't move at all, a white light suddenly appeared in his palm and struck towards her figure.

Accompanied by the strange sound of limbs being torn apart, a shrill scream pierced the sky.

(End of this chapter)