Chapter 276
"Nie Fei." It was rare for Emperor Yao to see her so panicked, and he smiled a little happily: "If possible, it's best for us to go back together, father, mother, concubine and sisters really want to see you."

"Then the prime minister?" Yan Danqing suddenly thought of Wu Yanchen, Nima knew that Di Changfeng was going to get married, would he be crazy, but such a man shouldn't have much reaction.

Fifth Yanchen didn't know whether Yan Danqing responded.

But Emperor Yao, who heard Wu Yanchen's name, reacted. He sneered and hooked his lips. With bloodthirsty anger in his eyes, he slammed his fist on the water: "Him? Damn, Di Changfeng can figure it out that getting married is the best, even if she doesn't get married in this life, I won't allow her to be with Wu Yanchen."

Yan Danqing clasped Shi Ziye's fist, blushing, leaned forward and kissed Shi Ziye to appease Shi Ziye's mood: "Talk as soon as you say you want, why are you making yourself angry, but Fifth Yanchen and your second sister What's going on? And why do you hate him so much?"

"It's all in the past." Emperor Yao said so, but the ridicule and hatred in his eyes didn't diminish in the slightest: "If it wasn't for him, how could my second sister live like this? I might not be here now. Beijing, but in northern Xinjiang to be my son of Xiaoyao, do you think I should hate him?"

Yan Danqing was noncommittal, but Fifth Yanchen was quite sinister and hateful, just from the only one meeting, he knew that he was not a good guy, and he had no bottom line.

"But I should also thank him." Di Yao paused, looked at Yan Danqing affectionately with his sparkling eyes, clasped her chin with his big hand and kissed her: "If I'm not in the capital, I won't be able to meet my lady." is you."

Fifth Yanchen and Di Changfeng's specific love and hatred Di Yao didn't know, Di Changfeng's mouth was tight, it was useless for anyone to ask her what she didn't want to say, she would never say a word, he knew the general situation It was because my sister was almost killed when her identity was exposed, and it was Wu Yanchen who did it. He informed Emperor Yuanguang about it.

Later, Di Changfeng returned to Northern Xinjiang with all his might and was injured all over his body. He couldn't forget how his second sister was dying lying on the bed, and he couldn't forget how she looked devastated and skinny when she came back, and her heart was like ashes.

Beijing.

Prime Minister's House.

In the study, there was deathly silence.

Chunhua tremblingly stood in front, covered in cold sweat, clenched the hand hanging by his side, waiting for the master's reply.

Fifth Yanchen was reviewing the memorial when the pen in his hand stopped suddenly, and a drop of vermilion ink slowly smudged away. He suddenly raised his head, and his voice was tense like a string: "You...what did you say?"

Chunhua felt that the atmosphere could kill people, so he mustered up his courage and looked at the man with a cold face in front of him: "Prime Minister, I just got the news that on September 23, Princess Changfeng got married."

puff!
Without warning.

Wu Yanchen spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the paper on the table red.

"Master Xiang!"

Chunhua screamed in fright and was about to step forward.

Wu Yanchen covered his mouth and coughed violently, as if he was about to cough out his heart and lungs. His handsome face was frighteningly pale, and the white silk handkerchief was soon soaked in blood. Drops of blood dripped on the table.

The paper on the table was soon soaked with blood, and the blood color spread.

(End of this chapter)

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