princess from the underworld

Chapter 243 text 252
"You are the princess of An Tiao now." Xiao Yifeng said in a low voice, as if he was about to shout out, "What do you want me to do? You want to be the queen, but I let you be?!"

"Heh! Empress, Ziyan is really a little girl who doesn't understand the world? The emperor really wants Ziyan to point it out?"

"Yan'er, you..."

"You love me?" Zi Yan looked at Xiao Yifeng.

"I……"

"You don't need to say it, maybe there is a little bit, but it's not enough to do those things for me." Zi Yan walked to the table with a cold face, picked up the cold tea, and looked up After pouring it down, the mouth suddenly became bitter.

Everyone's sincerity is based on interests.

"Concubine An Gui was not killed by Jiu, oh! This emperor knows better than Ziyan who is the murderer? Aha——The emperor will really find an opportunity to kill someone by Ziyan's hand, but he didn't expect that Ziyan's life would be so great that Ye Ye The imperial concubine pushed her up. Didn't she, Your Majesty—" She looked at Xiao Yifeng as she spoke.

Xiao Yifeng clenched his fists tightly, the backs of his hands were already turning white, he pursed his lips but did not speak, watched Ziyan sit down, and tapped the table lightly and rhythmically with one hand, the aggressive knocking sound echoed in the room Xiao Yifeng was a little upset when he knocked, he stepped forward and took Zi Yan's hand, and said in a low voice: "Don't knock."

Withdrawing her hand, Zi Yan intertwined her left hand with her right hand, resting on her chin, watching the candle not far away flickering, flickering, about to go out and then light up again.

"Empress, is the emperor the main force behind Ziyan? Today, disasters and man-made disasters are parallel, and Ziyan happens to have a little money and a little power to help the emperor solve those things. The reputation of the people is not low, which is just right. The recent rumors that are unfavorable to the emperor, for the emperor, this is definitely a good thing for both fame and fortune."

Love is just one word, but it's hard to say it.

Love is just one word, but sometimes it is very hypocritical.

Love is just a word, but it is based on countless interests.

Love, what a good excuse.

The surroundings suddenly fell into a depressive silence, Zi Yan quietly watched the tea leaves in the cup fluctuate up and down, feeling that the ups and downs were like a gust of wind, everything was very simple, and she thought it was too complicated.

Xiao Yifeng clenched his lips, waved his hands, opened the door and walked out.

A sentence echoed in the room: "You will be my queen in two days, so rest well."

(End of this chapter)