The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 78
"Yanyan, how do you settle for harming the Thirteenth Prince?" Jun Zefan raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Shen Qiaoyan scratched her head and walked forward slowly, leaning against the corner of the ingeniously crafted desk, curled her lips and pretended to be stupid, and said, "I didn't do anything to my uncle!"

"Didn't do anything? Or do you think you haven't done enough?" Jun Zefan raised his chubby head from the pile of memorials and glanced at Shen Qiaoyan who was leaning against the desk.

Shen Qiaoyan played with a bunch of black hair hanging on her chest with both hands, and thought about it, she didn't do anything too much except make someone a fool.

"Father, I really didn't, except to make my uncle a fool." Shen Qiaoyan nuzui was a little unhappy.

She made someone a fool, and she regretted it afterwards. The most painful time when she threw a rock at her foot, no matter how much she refused to accept someone, she had to face it every day, so she was the one who got hurt the worst, okay?

She lived a miserable life when she was stuck like maltose all day long and couldn't be ripped off no matter what.

Shen Qiaoyan was a little angry.

The thought of waking up every morning to see someone's stupid face is a scary thing for her.

And the most annoying thing is that every time she is dreaming of the spring and autumn dream, someone will mercilessly kick her out of bed!Rolling a few laps on the cold ground every time feels miserable.

So how can I say that she was the one who suffered the worst!
"Yanyan, don't I understand you? Haven't you done too many 'good things' since you entered the palace?" Jun Zefan stopped the brush in his hand and sighed.

"Father, don't worry about my uncle, he's very nice! Just take care of your woman, if you don't care about her, she's going to kill me!" Shen Qiaoyan lay on Jun Zechen's desk and looked at him pitifully. Looking at her father's pea-sized eyes.

Jun Zefan coughed lightly, and moved his cold eyes back to Shan Gao's pile of memorials, burying his head in hard work, and said, "I haven't bothered with you about the fact that you brought the prince to hurt Weiyue, and besides, Weiyue is also your mother." .”

"She's not my mother! My mother died a long time ago! She tortured her to death with her own hands!" Shen Qiaoyan suddenly slapped the tabletop and roared, bloodshot eyes floating in her pupils.

"Yanyan! Don't mention the past again." Jun Zechen raised his head and said solemnly.

"Don't mention it?" Shen Qiaoyan choked up, "Okay, don't mention it! What if Feng Weiyue harmed my Qing'er!"

"It's just a maid. There are many people in my palace who are better than her. Yan Yan chooses whichever one he likes." Jun Zefan immersed himself in reviewing the memorial as he spoke.

Shen Qiaoyan frowned with sparks in his eyes, "Father, what you mean is that it doesn't matter if I kill Feng Weiyue. Anyway, there are many more beautiful women in the world than her. You can choose whichever you like, Dad."

"Yanyan! How dare you!" Jun Zechen said angrily and slapped his palm on the desk.

Shen Qiaoyan turned around and said indifferently: "What's so good about that woman, Dad, you always protect her! Have you ever thought about my mother? My mother was sitting where that woman is now!"

It is said that it is the most ruthless emperor's family. Originally, Shen Qiaoyan simply thought that her father was Sanqian Lishui who loved her mother alone, but she was wrong. As a king, she still remembered that it was a luxury for such a woman to work hard for him all her life.

"Okay, let me ask you, do you have any evidence to prove that Weiyue harmed your maid?" Jun Zefan touched the flesh on his chin.

Shen Qiaoyan bowed her head and fell silent when she heard the words.

She has no proof.

All she had was Qing'er's words before she lost her mind.

"No, no, stop talking nonsense about Weiyue here," Jun Zechen continued earnestly spreading his fleshy hands, "And I warn you not to play with your uncle anymore, your uncle needs it at some point." A virtuous and dignified wife has children and children, and you can tell me as soon as you can."

After Jun Zefan said that, Shen Qiaoyan had lost his mind, and there was no expression on his silent face.

"Yanyan, did you hear what I said?" Jun Zefan asked with raised eyebrows.

Shen Qiao said nothing, the pupils on her indifferent face turned around, raised her legs and slowly moved away, letting her ball-like father shout behind her, but she didn't respond.

"Words, words..."

(End of this chapter)