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Chapter 201 It’s better to ask him, and everything will be answered

Cui Ying had mixed feelings in her heart.

When she met Chu Yan for the first time, she was involved in a conspiracy. She was not willing to be just a pawn in Cui Yunliang's hands, let alone exchange this skin for a chance to survive.

So she targeted Chu Yan.

Everyone said that His Highness the Crown Prince was heartless and heartless. If he could make a deal with him, he would be able to get out of trouble safely. He would not stop for her.

But she never thought that the violent prince who seemed ruthless and decisive would actually be a person with deep feelings.

What he lusted after was never the taste of blood, but the warmth she gave him.

Test after test, confrontation after confrontation, he fell deeper and deeper, but she never wavered.

But she knew that even if she really fell in love with him, she would not be willing to stay in this palace for him.

Chu Yan was destined to become a monarch. He had scheming, strategies, and means. That was the position that should belong to him and could only be occupied by him.

Although no one was living in the mansion outside the palace, Lu Bo had taken good care of it. When he saw Chu Yan coming over, he saluted respectfully: "The people have been settled. Ying Dong has been injured, and we have sent someone to see him."

Cui Ying, I think you can miss me, but I also miss you. Don’t remember me anymore, don’t remember what I have brought to you, let alone the mistakes I, a not-so-smart student, made in the matter of love. The next mistake.

After a long breath fell on Chu Yan's ear, he opened his eyes and looked at her closed eyes, sleeping all night.

Chu Yan looked at her trembling eyelashes and lowered his eyes to the colorful rope on her wrist.

If you want me to know the truth, then bless me and I will get what I want.

He muttered something silently in his heart and left here.

Complete the unfinished words in your mind word for word.

He was really changing himself, but she became the person who gave him everything, taught him love and hate, and then cruelly pulled away.

Love does not mean compromising for others. What she wants is always a free life.

Chu Yan opened his lips and asked, and Lu Bo led him inside: "That's right, it's Wan Niang. She does have a bit of a resemblance to her mother. It's the same as what Ying Dong said. She looks crazy, but in fact it saves her life."

If you leave, please don't come into my dream. I'm afraid I won't be able to let you go, and I'm even more afraid that you can kill me without saying a word.

"Well, where is he?"

Before leaving the palace, Chu Yan quietly entered Fengyi Palace. The portrait with an unclear face still hung in the Buddhist hall. He stepped forward and lit three sticks of incense, then knelt on the futon.

But this heart always began to waver as he showed weakness again and again.

After picking up Cui Ying, who was pretending to sleep, and sending her back to the room, Chu Yan hugged her and fell asleep together. Listening to his steady heartbeat, Cui Ying's troubled heart suddenly calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

No matter how difficult the world is, you still have to give it a try. Who can stipulate that a woman can only spend her whole life in the palace and surrounded by men.

He is one step away from the truth.

Before Chou arrived, he left the East Palace. Cheng Chong sent a message saying that Ying Dong had brought Wan Niang into Shangjing City. His heart kept sinking and he felt unbearable pain.

Not knowing what to say, he didn't say anything, letting the fragrant mist rise with the wind and drift toward the portrait.

Lu Bo told his observations. He was originally the chief eunuch beside Queen Zhuang Hui. Before the death of the Queen, he was transferred to another place. He worked there for three years, and only then did he survive.

Later, he was brought out by Chu Yan and took over his mansion.

He had seen both Wan Niang and her mother Lamei, but Wan Niang was still young at that time, and her appearance was very different from what she looks like now. The two walked to a house, and through the open door they could see Wan Niang sitting inside, playing with a piece of grass in her hand. When she heard the footsteps, she slowly raised her head.

When she met Chu Yan's eyes, Wan Niang's pupils dilated for a moment, and then she avoided his gaze.

"I want to know what happened back then."

He walked in and asked directly, but Wan Niang ignored him. Chu Yan raised his eyes to signal Lu Bo to exit. When they were the only two people left in the room, he looked at the grass in her hand. .

"No one will hunt you down. No need to pretend to be crazy. I just want to know the truth."

The man's voice was very calm. After he finished each word, he could only hear the sound of breaking grass. After a long while, Wan Niang replied to him: "What can I do if I know? What if the one who killed the girl is Your Majesty?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

He asked back, and Wan Niang raised her head, revealing half of her face that was melted together by the liquid.

"Then please listen carefully, Your Highness, the girl's death is inseparable from everyone in this palace."

The half of Wan Niang's face was like a mass of flesh that had been completely kneaded together. Her voice was stern, and tears fell down on the table. There were cicadas chirping outside. It was obviously a summer month, but it made people feel chilly for no reason.

"In the 420th year of Yongjia, seven years have passed since Li Zhaoyi gave birth to the eldest prince. In these seven years, the girl and Chu Anrong have never seen each other again, and the Mid-Autumn Festival in September of that year was also the first time that Concubine Xian was pregnant. February."

In the Mid-Autumn Festival in September, the bright moon is as bright as a silver plate. Winter plum blossoms and Zhuang Wenjun sit under the covered bridge of Fengyi Palace and thread needles to attract money. Folks often say that if you pass a needle against the Mid-Autumn Festival moon, you will definitely be blessed. Days go well.

Zhuang Wenjun didn't believe this, and only Lamei was willing to coax her with these things.

"Girl, look at the colorful threads."

Wan Niang ran over from the side and put the colorful thread in Zhuang Wenjun's hand. At this time, she was only more than ten years old. She looked very well-behaved and always screamed like a girl, which made her couldn't help but recall that in The days of being a girl at home.

"Wan Niang, how many times have I told you to call me Queen Empress."

Lamei patted Wan Niang's shoulder gently and corrected her lovingly. Zhuang Wenjun smiled and shook her head: "It doesn't matter, I quite like this title."

"My lady."

Lamei looked at Zhuang Wenjun, who was getting thinner and thinner, with distress in her eyes. After seven years, all the love has dissipated. More and more beautiful flowers bloomed in His Majesty's harem, but the girl didn't care at all.

"How is father's illness? I want to go to the palace to see him in a few days."

As soon as Zhuang Wenjun finished speaking, she heard a familiar voice coming from behind her. The voice was a bit floating, and the smell of alcohol carried through her body could not be covered by the wind. She quickly stood up and took a step back.

"Wenjun, are you afraid of me?"

He was standing not far from the corridor, holding a wine bottle in his hand. He looked at her dodging movements with a self-deprecating smile.

"It's been seven years and your temper is still the same, proud."

The man stepped forward slowly. As he said this, Lamei stood in front of Zhuang Wenjun. Seeing the pressure on Chu Anrong, he raised his hand, and someone stepped forward to pull her and Wanniang away. Go to Fengyi Palace.

Before leaving, Wan Niang only heard his laughing words in her ears.

'If you want to see Taifu, why don't you ask for help from me? You know that I always respond to your requests. '

'It's time for us to have a child, Wenjun. '

Mom's misfortune was all caused by Emperor Qi. Never pick up a man on the roadside! ! !