Chapter 62

It seemed that from a certain moment on, she was different.

It's never the same again.

For Su Yuetong, this is different, it has been a painful lesson for more than ten years.

Ever since Chu Chengye got married, nothing has gone smoothly.

After Su Yuetong left, his subordinates rushed to call him in a panic, "Your Highness! Your Highness is not good!"

Chu Chengye frowned with a dark face, "What's the matter?"

He walked with this man to the door of his dungeon, and found that his dungeon had collapsed, and the guards of the dungeon were all dead. Dozens of corpses were lying there. It was especially gloomy and desolate, with the wind blowing at night, it seemed as if one could still hear the mournful howls of people before they died.

Even Suifeng fell at Chu Chengye's feet. He was still alive when he was not dead. Chu Chengye grabbed his collar and asked angrily, "Who is it? Who dares to act wildly in this hall's mansion? This hall is going to kill you!" killed him!"

Suifeng had just walked on the verge of life and death, and he was a little dazed, more unbelievable.

There are so many of them, so many people can't stop that person for a moment...

These people all died by the sword, and he also had sharp sword wounds all over his body.

The reason why the man saved his life was to let him tell Chu Chengye, "King Han said...in the future, your end will be..."

Sui Feng didn't dare to speak any more, and he didn't have the strength to support him to continue, so he was seriously injured and passed out.

Chu Chengye looked at the scars on Suifeng's body. These were just serious injuries from sword qi. If it was not sword qi but sword moves, Suifeng would have been torn to pieces.

Shuanghua sword.

Shuanghua came out, and the world was shocked.

Unless Chu Yihan let it go on purpose, no enemy could escape from him.

"Chu Yihan! Chu Yihan! Do you want to kill this hall! You wait for this hall... This hall will not let you go!" Chu Chengye clenched his fists with both hands and shouted to the sky.

Han Wangfu.

Chu Yihan returned to the mansion to take a bath and change clothes, and changed into a pure white undershirt. Under the moonlight, his handsome face became more and more charming.

But the expression on his face was still cold, he asked Mu Xiu, "Has she returned home?"

Mu Xiu nodded, "Miss Su returned home safely, she should be sleeping now."

Chu Yihan nodded, Mu Xiu remembered something, and told him, "My lord, Prime Minister Hua is also at the Eighth Prince's Mansion tonight, leaving at the same time as us."

"Hua Qingluo?" Chu Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cynical and evil face appeared in his mind that made people want to beat him up.

Su Yuetong must have been abducted by him when he came out of the dungeon.

Mu Xiu could see the hostility in Chu Yihan's eyes very clearly, "Prime Minister Hua didn't seem to have any friendship with Miss Su before, and his behavior today is not like his style."

"When did he have a style?" Chu Yi said coldly.

Can such a tasteful word be put on that person Hua Qingluo?

For some reason, hearing what Chu Yihan said, Mu Xiu wanted to laugh, really wanted to laugh.

Before Chu Yihan fell asleep, he gave an order to make Hua Qingluo stay away from Su Yuetong.

However, the next day at court, Prime Minister Hua, who was just about to go to play with his little things, was stopped by an eunuch before he walked out of the palace gate, "Prime Minister Hua, stay here, there are still a few important matters that have not been decided in today's court, King Han said that he is ill and wants you to stay in the palace and help the emperor settle these matters before returning to the mansion, Prime Minister, thank you for your trouble!"

The corner of Hua Qingluo's mouth twitched, her dark purple eyes were full of evil spirits.

(End of this chapter)

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