The sharp princess: singled out the cold and charming prince

Chapter 633 I really don’t cry when I don’t see the coffin
"Yunxuan, you must be careful..."

As she ran, she prayed in her heart.

Your child is still in my hands. If you dare to look at something, you promise me that you will wait for me to go back.

Tears kept falling, and the coolness from the wind made her tears flow more violently.

The city gate of Hongwu County was getting closer and closer to her. She looked at the three words "Hongwu County" in golden light, and raised the corners of her mouth excitedly.

Yunxuan, I'm back, you must wait for me. ． ． ． ． ．
"puff--"

At this time, the strong smell of blood spat out from Qianye Yunxuan's mouth.

The wound on his back that was torn open again stained his back red, Qianye Yunxuan staggered and held his chest with his feet, his face was terribly pale.

The lips behind the mask curled up slightly triumphantly, "I've accepted it, my lord, your injury has helped me a lot."

With a flash in his eyes, the masked man cast his eyes on Liu Jian who was standing quietly waiting at the side, and said, "Lord Liu, I'll leave the prince's funeral to you."

The masked man wiped the blood from his hands while talking.

"Yes, please rest assured, Lord."

Clasping hands together, Liu Jian's eyes showed a hint of ferocity.

Walking in front of Qianye Yunxuan, he pulled Qianye Yunxuan's staggering body and said, "Quickly, where is the ledger?!"

Qianye Yunxuan's mouth was glaringly bloodshot. He looked up at Liu Jian, smiled weakly, and said, "When you get to the Department of Justice, you will see what you want to see."

"I really can't cry without seeing the coffin!"

Liu Jian stretched out a punch, and was about to hit Qianye Yunxuan's lower abdomen, but Qianye Yunxuan grabbed his wrist, "You can also match this king?"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Jian was thrown out of the hall by him.

Such a big movement once again pulled the torn wound on his back, causing him to gnash his teeth in pain.

"father!"

Liu Yue, who had just returned from the street, was a little dumbfounded when she saw the astonishing scene in front of her.

Qianye Yunxuan was seriously injured, and his whole body was stained red with blood. Liu Yue's eyes were startled, and seeing that Liu Jian was fine, he quickly rushed towards Qianye Yunxuan.

Seeing the masked man standing in the hall, Liu Yue paused, and without thinking too much, he quickly stepped forward to support Qianye Yunxuan, "My lord, how are you doing?"

"Yue'er, it's none of your business here, leave quickly."

Liu Jian had already followed in from the outside, pulled Liu Yue away, and said slightly angrily.

"Father, what's going on, why is the prince injured, and what's going on with those archers outside!"

Liu Yue's gaze subconsciously cast a glance at the masked man, and then shielded himself in front of Qianye Yunxuan.

"This person is pretending to be the Eighth Prince, and he is still resisting arrest. Get out immediately."

"Pretending to be the Eighth Prince?"

Liu Yue was startled, and turned to look at Qianye Yunxuan, who was already very weak, and didn't quite believe Liu Jian's words.

"Yue'er, Dad doesn't have time to explain to you, go out immediately."

"No, dad, you can't hurt the prince."

"Yue'er, this person is a fake!"

"I don't believe it! Daddy, you know what you did, you know best in your heart, whether the prince is pretending to be, and my daughter also knows very well, Daddy, my daughter doesn't want you to go wrong again."

"presumptuous!"

A heavy slap was thrown towards Liu Yue's face, "If you dare to talk nonsense, don't recognize me as a father!"

"Come on, take the lady down and lock her up."

(End of this chapter)