Prince please enthrone

Chapter 226 You are not worthy of being a father!
Ye Lizhi just turned her head and stared at him coldly.

The strong and profound hatred was like a ghost about to emerge from hell, struggling ferociously, roaring towards him!

Ye Lan was taken aback by her, couldn't help taking two steps back, and said in a weak voice, "You, what kind of eyes are you looking at!"

"I advise you, you'd better not mess with me now." Ye Lizhi said lightly.

"Huh?" Ye Lan laughed back angrily, "Is this how you talk to your father?"

"My father?"

Ye Lizhi asked back, her tone extremely mocking,

"A person who didn't love his own son well before his death, who is afraid that he will poison others to others after death, and wants to bury his body hastily, dare to ask, what qualifications do we have to be our father?"

"You! One by one, you don't pay attention to me, the Patriarch, do you?"

It's not enough for a Zhen family to cause him trouble, even a little concubine doesn't pay attention to him. If he continues to be indulged like this, will there still be him, the head of the family, in the Ye Mansion in the future? The place!

Ye Lan became ruthless and said angrily, "Come on! Take the coffin out for me and bury it!"

"I see who dares!"

Ye Lizhi suddenly stood up, with his arms spread out to block the coffin, and he stared at the servant who was approaching, like a small beast whose territory had been violated and was furious.

"Ye Lan! Prime Minister Ye! The emperor ordered you to bury my brother in a grand manner. Is that how you were buried in such a grand manner!" Ye Lizhi couldn't help but questioned sharply!
Ye Lan, however, brushed off the non-existent dust on her robe. The condescending Ni looked at her, and said slowly in the ruthless and arrogant tone unique to a high-ranking official:

"This is my son. I can bury him however I want!"

Then he turned to those hesitant servants, and sternly reprimanded:
"Why are you still standing there, a little girl can't take it down, are you all idiots!"

The servants jumped up in a panic, and pressed Ye Lizhi to the ground with all his might, while the others went to carry the coffin in a panic.

It was still raining heavily outside, but Ye Lan couldn't wait, and wanted to abandon this son completely.

"elder brother--!!!"

The little beast screamed, resounding through the sky.

Because the emperor was worried about his daughter's safety, he called An Zhiyi back to the palace, and was escorted by An Ruhui all the way, wanting to see if there was anything wrong with her, and let her stay in the palace for a few more days by the way.

An Zhiyi came back the next day.

She wanted to spend more time with the son-in-law during the last few days when the coffin was parked, so that he would not feel lonely in the cold and helpless underground.

In the temporarily set up mourning hall, there is no shadow of the coffin, only the white cloth hanging everywhere, indicating that a funeral has just been experienced here.

"Where is the son-in-law? Where did he go? Who got him where?!"

An Zhiyi tried her best to open her crying eyes like peaches, and searched around, with an anxious and terrified expression.

"Yi'er!" An Ruhui held her back, turned her head and said to her subordinates:

"Go invite Prime Minister Ye! This king wants to ask, what's going on!"

The subordinates quickly took orders to retreat.

After a while, Ye Lan, who was dressed in a hurry, came in respectfully.

An old face was full of incomprehension, and when he saw the second princess An Zhiyi, he opened his mouth wide in surprise and lost his voice:

"His Royal Highness, Princess! Why are you back again!"

He, he thought that His Highness the Second Princess would never come back again when she returned to the palace this time!
Originally, Ye Honglin died before the two married, the second princess could deny this marriage and find another good son-in-law.

This is undoubtedly the best choice for the second princess, isn't it?
Although he really wanted to have a relationship with the direct line, as a cover for him secretly supporting the third prince An Rujin.

But we can't let His Majesty the princess spend the rest of his life guarding his son's memorial tablet!It's not realistic at all!
So when Ye Lan saw An Zhiyi again, she thought she had come back to tell him about the divorce, and hurriedly said:

"Your Highness does not need to say much, I understand that your Highness also has difficulties, and I will definitely not embarrass you. Although the marriage has been completed, but the bridal chamber has not yet entered, it is not a husband and wife. The princess can do it separately in the future. marriage."

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

An Zhiyi looked at the prime minister who thought he had exquisite seven orifices, and asked without any emotion:

"What is the meaning of the Prime Minister? Does it mean that Her Royal Highness is ruthless and ungrateful, and she wants to deny this marriage for her own sake?"

"Of course not!" Ye Lan quickly apologized:
"Fu Bo, the son of the lower official, has no chance to serve Her Highness the Princess, so how can he delay the important events of Her Highness's life? Isn't it his fault?"

"Shut up!"

An Zhiyi couldn't believe that her father-in-law was such a heartless villain!

It's okay for a son to be bedridden without being distraught after his death, but to belittle him like this after his death, what a shame!

"Prime Minister Ye, speak carefully."

An Ruhui pressed down his younger sister's trembling hand, and said slowly:

"Now Ye Honglin is not only your son, but also my sister's son-in-law. Even if you are his own father, you can't just say 'no' casually, understand?"

"Yes, yes, it's a slip of the tongue." Ye Lan gave herself a mouthful,
"Then I don't know what is the purpose of Her Royal Highness coming here today?"

An Zhiyi held back her anger and asked, "Where is the coffin of the son-in-law?"

"This...was buried yesterday."

An Zhiyi wobbled and almost lost her footing, "D-buried?!"

"Yes," Ye Lan couldn't understand why the second princess's reaction was so strong, and explained kindly:

"He died of poisoning, the body should not stay for a long time, so I will bear the pain..."

"Where did you bury him!" Before he could finish speaking, An Zhiyi interrupted him sharply and asked angrily!

Ye Lan was taken aback by her sudden attack, took a step back and said tremblingly:
"Naturally, it's in the cemetery of Ye, Ye's family..."

An Zhiyi flicked her robe sleeves, turned around and left.

"Yi'er!"

An Ruhui couldn't call his sister, and when he passed by Ye Lan, he grabbed Ye Lan's collar, and when he was strangled until he couldn't breathe, he narrowed his sparkling phoenix eyes, and said viciously:
"Prime Minister Ye, I advise you to stop doing those stupid things that you think you are smart. From now on, my younger sister will live in Ye Mansion. If you dare to neglect her, I don't mind sending you to meet the ancestors of your Ye family!"

Ye Lan has never seen His Royal Highness, who has always been humble and polite, showing such a deterrent side. He was so shocked that he almost peed his pants, and subconsciously begged for mercy:
"Your Highness, please forgive me... I don't dare... I don't dare..."

Only then did An Ruhui let go of him, casually threw it on the ground, and hurriedly chased after An Zhiyi.

The rain was so heavy that it was hard to keep your eyes open.

When An Ruhui walked into the Ye family's cemetery holding an umbrella for his younger sister, he saw a small figure kneeling in front of a brand new tombstone.

Her thin back was straight, and her soft long hair was washed into locks by the rain, but her head was bowed deeply, and she did not know how long she had been kneeling.

He almost blurted out calling her: "Zhi'er?!"

(End of this chapter)