After the rebirth, she became the emperor's white moonlight

Chapter 682
"I think it's the latter, that old fox Ye Yuan, if there is no benefit, can he take the risk of recognizing Chu Lou's daughter?"

A cold light flashed in He Cangming's eyes, his face was tense, very ugly.

"There's nothing like that," Ye Shuangjin said quickly, but the smile on her face couldn't hold back: "He Cangming, it's good to have me here, you'd better go back first, and I'll explain to you when I go back."

"I want to see Ye Yuan!" He Cangming's face darkened.

"My elder brother is busy today. I'll tell him when this marriage is over." Ye Shuangjin managed to keep calm, but her heart couldn't stop being nervous.

He Cangming glanced at him and snorted coldly: "I'd like to see if it's because you don't want me to see him, or because he doesn't want to see me!"

He lifted his foot and walked past her.

Ye Shuangjin panicked, seeing the direction he was walking in, she immediately raised her foot to chase after him.

Before dawn, the bride was sent out of the mansion. Amidst the sound of congratulations, she sat on a sedan chair, blew gongs and drums, and walked slowly towards the palace.

The team of seeing off relatives is very large, and the Ye family has already taken care of everything.

At this time, Ye Yuan opened the way in front, and the streets were surrounded by people, watching this grand event.

The sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums shook the sky. Such a big scene is rarely seen in the western capital.

Dong Qiao followed beside the sedan chair, feeling nervous, looking at the sedan chair from time to time.

Suddenly, an arrow flew through the crowd and landed on the edge of the sedan chair. After a while, the sedan chair suddenly caught fire and turned into a fireball.

"The bride is inside, put out the fire!"

The sound of gongs and drums stopped, and with panic, a masked man in black descended from the sky. Soon both sides of the street fell into panic and began to flee.

In the Xuande Palace, the man was dressed in a red wedding dress of a nine-clawed golden dragon, and was served by the people around him. There was a faint smile on his face, and the cold and hard outline in the past softened now.

Chen Quan observed carefully from the side, knowing that the master must be in a very good mood now, he did not expect that after all these years, the two of them are still together.

If Miss Chu can keep doing this, it's actually pretty good, at least she can stay by Master's side well, and Master won't have to live so hard.

"Your Majesty, it's ready." The little eunuch said respectfully.

Yu Wenrui put down his hands, raised his feet and walked to the mirror to have a look. He lowered his head and touched the clothes. Finally, this day came. From now on, he and Yun Yun would be a legitimate couple.

"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come, and we can go." Chen Quan reminded from the side.

Yu Wenrui nodded slightly and just lifted his foot.

"Your Majesty!" A little eunuch ran in, panicked, and prostrated himself on the ground, trembling.

Yu Wenrui looked at the people under his feet and frowned, obviously unhappy.

"Bold!" Chen Quan saw his master frowning, and immediately reprimanded him.

The little eunuch trembled, put his head on the ground and replied: "Your Majesty, it's not good, Mr. Yang has entered the palace, and he said that something happened to the team that saw you off..."

Before the words were finished, a figure ran out quickly.

Chen Quan's heart skipped a beat. Seeing that the master was no longer in the room, he pursed his lips and looked down at the kneeling man on the ground: "Tell me, what happened?"

The bride was burnt to death on the way to see off her relatives. By the time the fire was extinguished, the man had already been burnt beyond recognition and lost all vitality.

After Yang Xun finished speaking with a heavy face, he knelt on the ground with guilt in his eyes: "It's because my subordinates didn't protect Miss well, please punish me, master!"

Dongqiao and Qing'e were touching their tears, even Ye Yuan's face was heavy.

Yu Wenrui's eyes fell on the corpse that was carried in covered with a white cloth, and the hands hanging on the dragon table were clenched into fists, trembling a little.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive, and no one dared to take a breath.

Finally, Yu Wenrui stood up, stepped down, walked to the corpse covered in white cloth, slowly bent down, and stretched out his hand.

When the burned body with only skeletons left was exposed in his line of sight, Yu Wenrui's pupils were locked tightly, the throbbing pain spread out, and bloodshot eyes were drawn in his eyes.

"It's not her!"

With a suppressed voice, he stood up, his face tensed, and he turned around: "It's not the cloud!"

Ye Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately replied, "Your Majesty, I personally sent my niece into the sedan chair..."

Suddenly a pair of cold, bloodshot eyes looked over.

The rest of Ye Yuan's words were choked in his throat. Looking at the emperor who was clearly inappropriate, the joy in his heart faded, and he said with a serious expression: "Your Majesty, it's because I didn't protect you well. I hope that your majesty can investigate and find out This person behind the scenes, avenge my poor niece!"

"Can you catch someone alive?" Yu Wenrui asked in a deep voice.

Ye Yuan looked at Yang Xun, Yang Xun replied with self-blame in his eyes: "They all committed suicide by taking poison."

"Really?" Yu Wenrui's mouth twitched, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

He turned around slowly: "You are all fine, but something happened to her alone, do you think I will believe it?"

"Your Majesty, it's the servants who didn't take good care of Miss, please dispose of them!" Dong Qiao wiped her eyes and choked up.

Yu Wenrui's face was dark and difficult to understand, and Chen Quan stood aside, feeling even more uneasy, when suddenly he caught sight of the red from the corner of his eye.

"Your Majesty, your hand..."

Chen Quan's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward immediately.

But as soon as he approached, a hand quickly grabbed his neck.

Chen Quan's eyes widened, and when he met the red eyes, he was shocked: "Your Majesty...is sick..."

When Yang Xun heard it, he suddenly raised his head: "Master!"

Soon there was a man's stern roar in the hall, accompanied by pain and despair.

In Prince Ding's mansion, Yu Wenhen closed the letter, burned it with fire, and looked at the person on the bed: "He won't have any doubts for a while, you take her out of the city right now."

Han Xiubai reached out and touched the girl's face lightly, then raised his head: "Thank you, my lord, for your help!"

Yu Wenhen's face was dull, watching the little flames disappear, he said: "We each have what we need, don't forget what your son promised me!"

"That's natural, don't worry, my lord!" Han Xiubai's whole body was cold, but only when his eyes fell on the girl, there was a touch of softness.

"Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the door.

Yu Wenhen heard three beeps and said, "Come in!"

Yu Ya opened the door and walked in. When she saw the man in the wheelchair, her eyes flashed shyness, then she walked over and threw a token on the table: "I stole this from my father." !"

Yu Wenhen reached out to pick it up, looked carefully, and suddenly frowned: "If you have this, you can go out of the city, but if it is discovered..."

"Don't worry, I won't be discovered so soon. I made a fake one and put it back." Yu Ya waved her hand, disapproving.

Yu Wenhen glanced at her and put the things into his clothes.

Yu Ya walked up to the bed, and when she saw the person lying down, she was surprised: "It turns out that the shopkeeper is the cloud you called out!"

(End of this chapter)