Dressed as the apex of all the bigwigs

Chapter 840 Part: The Farmer’s Wife in the Mountains Is So Spicy 75
There were scars on his mottled face, but the joy revealed in his indifferent eyes at this time made the scars on this face no longer a sense of terror.

Zhan Ye's words were like a belief, a belief that supported his return.

"……Um."

Zhan Ye let go of her hand, and looked at Ruochuan's back in the distance, as thick as a mountain, as tender as water.

At that moment, he suddenly had the idea of ​​waiting for his husband to return, his face was pale, he felt that he must have been affected by Ruochuan's actions.

Thinking of the words he said before, and now recalling them, he suddenly became shy.

He is a man...

Thinking of the look in Ruochuan's eyes before, the distance he could keep from himself during this time, and the time when he knew the danger of this trip tonight.

His first choice turned out to be to come to him, and he couldn't forget the palpitation when he bumped into his affectionate eyes as soon as he opened the door.

Bang bang, like love like fire.

……

The hidden guards left by Yan Zui are all masters, but not many, but enough for her.

Ruochuan got on the horse neatly, Tong Yuxuan took a look at him, and took the lead to gallop towards the palace.

wait for me.

Yan Zui, you must hold on.

In the dark night, there was a shadow following Tong Yuxuan, secretly protecting her without letting her know.

……

Royal Palace.

Everything is tempered in the yellow walls and red tiles. Only after the baptism of blood donation can we grasp some ethereal things.

Fengyi Palace.

Yan Qing looked coldly at the murderous man, and sneered, "Nangong Zui, I really didn't expect you to be alive... I'm really surprised."

"Yan Qing, back then you were ambitious and poisoned your own sister, today... is the time for you to pay for it!"

"Really? Your father's life, don't you want it?" Yan Qing's mobile phone's long sword was horizontally on the emperor's neck, and the words of treason were now empty words.

And Nangong Xian didn't expect that his and Yan Luo's children were still alive, tears were not enough to describe his mood at the moment.

"Drunk..."

Nangong Zui's heart tightened. When he was young, this man used to hold him in his arms to review memorials in the imperial study room, and played with him in the imperial garden together.

The family happiness of a family of three is still vivid, but the last thing left is his mother lying on the bed covered in blood.

Nangong Zui's eyes became colder and colder, he raised his hand, ready to take Yan Qing's life regardless of Nangong Xian's life or death.

however……

"Nangong Zui, you don't care about Nangong Xian's life, don't you care about her life too?"

……

In Fengyi Palace, a woman in palace attire walked out, dignified, generous, elegant and noble, and everyone present was shocked by her familiar face.

"Mother-"

"Luoer—"

"younger sister--"

"..."

Yan Qing looked at Nangong Xian with a sneer, and laughed at himself, "Sure enough, Nangong Xian, no matter how many things I have done for you, the woman you love in your heart is her.

Then what am I? !I have eradicated dissidents for you for so many years, my hands are stained with blood, what am I in your eyes?
Poison woman?
Nangong Xian, all of this was caused by you. You were the one who provoked me first, but in the end you married my sister.

She is gentle, kind and decent, and I once respected her as a sister, but...

She should never have taken you away... so, she deserves to die, everyone who keeps us from being together.

Damn it all! "

……

The sound of the jade flute came from the room behind Yan Qing, Yan Luo cast his gaze blankly on Nangong Zui, and walked over step by step according to the instructions.

But Nangong Zui did as Yan Qing expected, and let her approach without moving.

Really are……

　……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)