Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 362 The Uncle Emperor Is Getting Married Tomorrow
"Hope for what?"

"I only hope to see you get married in my lifetime...you can marry a good princess, cough cough cough!"

Before she could say a few words, she coughed violently, coughing and coughing, and the corners of her mouth were still bloodshot.

"Mother Concubine!" Bei Tangming's face changed slightly, he turned his head and shouted, "Emperor Physician!!!!"

"You...you promise me that we will get married within three, three, three days, okay, okay?"

When Beitang Ming heard this, Beitang Ziyun's face flashed in his mind again, and he seemed to be dazed.

"Marry, marry the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, promise me, okay, okay?"

Concubine Toffee grabbed his hand more and more forcefully, with such force that bruises were pinched on the back of his hand.

Bei Tangming remained silent for a long while.

She let go of his hand, covered her mouth and coughed violently.

"Mother concubine?"

It was shocking to see the blood continuously overflowing between the concubine's fingers.

Beitang Ming was shocked, and the scene when his father died of illness floated in his mind.

"Ming, Ming'er, I'm sorry for you, you and your concubine mother... this throne should belong to you, alas."

"Don't blame me, and don't blame your emperor brother, help your emperor brother..."

"Zhen, I used to have an imperial brother, and the throne originally belonged to him, but..."

But what?

The emperor didn't make it clear, but died.

He was young then, only three years old.

do not understand anything.

But that scene was too deep, the father described it as dry, and there is no majesty of the emperor in the past.

Since he was three years old, he has made up his mind that he will never get involved in court affairs, and he absolutely does not want this power that dominates the world. He doesn't want it and doesn't need it.

All he wanted was a little tenderness.

Unfortunately……

nothing.

In the end, he became the regent, and he had to hold the power in his hands because he was regarded as a thorn in the side of the mother and son, the emperor and the queen mother.

This is a fight where the smoke of gunpowder cannot be seen, either the enemy dies or the other dies.

It's just that he still doesn't understand what his father meant by "Brother Huang".

The back of his hand hurt again, it turned out that it was the concubine Mu who grabbed his hand forcefully.

"Ming'er, cough cough cough!"

"Okay, I promise you." Not wanting to experience that pain again, he agreed.

He looked at the bloody face of his mother and concubine, and his heart fell into the abyss.

If you want to stop your delusions, you can only force yourself.

……

That night.

Yun Weilan didn't sleep, compared to the movement in the east courtyard, her small courtyard was very quiet.

Da Ya went to find out the matter and rushed back to her room, and told her the whole story in a low voice.

"So that's how it is..." Hearing these things, Yun Weilan was inexplicably amused.

"Princess, what do you... want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything." Yun Weilan simply lay down, "Unexpectedly, Bei Tangming is a dutiful son, can't you see that his mother obviously wants his life?"

what?
Da Ya was shocked.

What does it mean?
Yun Weilan rested her head on her arm, "It seems that I still can't escape my fate."

Even if she wanted to change the trajectory of her fate, the final result might still be like this.

So, will Beitang Ziyun kill Shangguan Xuan on the day Beitang Ming gets married?
What secret is hidden in the toffee?
She always felt that... she needed to check it out.

She thought so seriously that she didn't realize when Da Ya withdrew, and a long black shadow pulled by the candlelight suddenly enveloped her.

She raised her eyes suddenly, and was facing a pair of eyes as deep as ice.

The owner of the black eyes was looking at her with an ordinary face.

"Didn't you say that you would be back in three days?"

The man sat on the edge of her bed, bent slightly, and put his hands on her sides.

She blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at him.

His lips warmed up, and he murmured softly, "I miss you."

At night, it's a bit gross.

Yun Weilan grabbed his shoulders with both hands, pulled his face slightly away, looked at him extremely seriously, trying to get some clues from his expression.

"Little Huihui, what did you find?"

The mood is a bit abnormal.

He pulled her hand away and pressed his forehead against hers, "A little bit."

"what?"

"I'll tell you later." He rubbed her forehead.

The temperature on his forehead carried the coolness of the night, but his exhaled breath was a little scorching. Comparing the two, Yun Weilan was a little uncomfortable.

"Go to rest early." She pushed him, "By the way, maybe Beitangming is going to get married in two days. Why don't we go find the Wu Clan again after he gets married?"

If she couldn't find it again, it would really be a waste of time for her to come here.

It would be inappropriate to continue to delay in North Vietnam.

She is fine, but Qian Feihan is not.

He is the prince, there are so many things waiting for him to deal with, and so many people are waiting to pull him down from the position of prince, so we can't waste any more time.

"En." He replied casually, as if a little unwilling, he lowered his head and gnawed her lips.

It was obviously only a short separation, but it seemed like he had experienced hundreds of years of ups and downs.

……

When Yun Weilan woke up the next day, there was really no one around Qian Feihan.

Aggrieved and depressed, she put on the clothes one by one, gritting her teeth while putting on.

Son of a bitch.

He looks like a thief, disappearing during the day and reappearing at night!
Just as he was putting on his underwear, the voice of the big girl at the door was anxious.

"Princess, our lady hasn't got up yet, just wait..."

boom!
Obviously Beitang Ziyun.

The princess couldn't wait any longer, so she pushed the door open.

The princess, who wanted to be quiet, lost her mind today, and pushed open the door, regardless of whether Yun Weilan was convenient or not.

Yun Weilan had already tied up her belt, and wrapped the long whip around her waist.

"Fourth princess, what's the matter?"

"The emperor's uncle is getting married tomorrow!"

She raised her head to look at the girl, only to find that the girl's eyes were red and swollen. It seemed that she heard the news a long time ago and cried for a long time.

"Then?" Yun Weilan raised her eyebrows.

She waited for the girl to take the initiative.

"What should I do? Even if he is not my royal uncle, I have no evidence to prove that he should not marry another woman!"

"Have you been to him?"

The girl lowered her head decadently and shook her head slowly.

She didn't dare to go, let alone face Beitang Ming.

"Tsk tsk, do you think, if he really touched you last night and something like this happened, would he be willing to take responsibility for you?"

Beitang Ziyun looked at her in surprise, "???"

"I just assumed, nothing else."

"He will!"

Very categorical words.

Yun Weilan clenched her lips secretly, "That's it, if you trust him so much, you should communicate with him."

"But the emperor's uncle has been serving by the concubine's side, and there is no chance for me to meet alone. What should I do?"

Yun Weilan was speechless.

When I met a girl who didn't have her own opinion, she was really convinced.

If it was her, and really liked this man, of course she would fight for it desperately...

But Beitang Ziyun is not her, so she doesn't have this awareness.

"Fourth princess, I can find a chance for him to meet you."

Beitang Ziyun suddenly raised his head...

(End of this chapter)