The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 308 Just Tonight
Yang Nianliu silently raised her head, feeling as if she had been slapped in the face.

She thought that if he didn't mention her father, the emperor would forget it. She would rather all the karma rest on her alone than drag the entire Yang family down.

only……

Since Han Yumin said so, it was clear that he wanted to point the finger at Governor Yang.

Han Yumin knew exactly what her father did back then. Now, this woman who she thought would never turn over, finally turned over.

"Governor Yang, I certainly won't spare you."

Jiang Meng gently stroked Han Yumin's back, and glanced at Yang Nianliu, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, please..."

"Don't worry, I won't take his life." Jiang Meng said calmly, "He is also a person who has made great contributions to me. No matter how confused I am, I will never take revenge."

Yang Nianliu seemed to see hope, knelt up and moved forward a few steps with difficulty.

"It's just..." She shuddered, watching Jiang Meng speak again, "It's just that even though he has made contributions to my country, I don't need him now."

"..."

In my mind, it was a mess.

At this time, Yang Nianliu was completely frozen.

She raised her head blankly and looked at the man in front of her. Tears blurred her vision once again, and in the blurred vision, Han Yumin slanted the corner of her mouth and smiled coldly.

Such a smile made Yang Nianliu shudder.

She didn't know, didn't know how determined Han Yumin had been, and she never thought that no matter how gentle a rabbit is, it will bite someone if it is pushed.

It's just that it's too late to understand this now.

too late.

"Okay, you don't have to waste time here anymore, go back to your Colorful Moon Palace."

Jiang Meng said softly, pulling away the hands that were still holding her trouser legs.

"Is the emperor really so ruthless? Back then, you and I had a child! Did the emperor really want me?!" Yang Nianliu tugged on his shirt like crazy, refusing to let go, "I, pregnant Live your child!"

"Women who have been pregnant with my child, there are now, and there will be more in the future!" Jiang Mengteng stood up suddenly, and slapped her hand away fiercely, "Is it just because you were pregnant with my child?" Child, am I going to indulge your shameless behavior?"

Yang Nianliu sat on the ground as if he had fallen apart, his whole body was already limp.

At this time, she finally knew that those good days were, after all, gone forever.

Han Yumin bit his lips in distress - he said it himself, and, yes, that's right, there will be more women who will give birth to him in the future, and in the future, he will have more women, and in the future, he will also There are more children.

Is not it?
But, I obviously don't care anymore, I don't feel any more, I obviously have hatred left.

Why, it still hurts so much.

Why, distressed, out of breath...

She reached out and covered her chest.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Meng saw it sharply, and then grabbed her hand, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No...no." Han Yumin sighed softly and shook her head, "I just... just feel a little tight in my chest."

"Miss Yang, you should go." Jiang Meng lowered his head again, looking at Yang Nianliu who was sitting on the ground trembling. Stay here, I will use other means to force you to leave."

Yang Nianliu raised his eyes, and saw the man's resolute face in the hazy eyes of tears.

Yes, how could he soften his heart?

How could he be soft-hearted?
Even Han Yumin, even the woman he loves the most in his life, has never softened his heart when facing big right and wrong, so how could he let go of himself?

impossible!impossible!
With her hair messed up, Yang Nianliu felt like a crazy woman, a completely crazy woman, she wanted to rush forward and strangle Han Yumin to death, but in her subconscious, she clearly understood, Doing so is just asking for death.

Thinking of this, she whimpered softly, stood up staggeringly, and then said: "Your Majesty, don't trouble your Majesty to use any other means, I'll go, that's all."

After all, he leaned over and was firmly held by Ling'er. He turned his head to look, and saw that Ling'er's face was also pale. However, Ling'er hadn't been hit so hard by her, so he could barely hold on. with.

Han Yumin watched the two blurred figures gradually disappear from his sight, and slowly clenched his fists—just like you once said, death is liberation, then you will live, waiting for your family to perish , live, and wait for greater despair!
I never thought that she would become such a woman.

Hehe... In the past, she thought that her love would make her better, but now, she finally understands that the emperor is not her beloved!

That's why she lives in such pain, doesn't she?
As soon as she came to court the next day, Aunt Chun brought her good news, that is—Governor Yang had been decreed by the emperor to return home.

But Yang Nianliu was already like this, so Governor Yang didn't dare to say anything more, he could only act as if there was no firewood left, so he left silently.

Not even a carriage.

Han Yumin smiled faintly after hearing this, and turned to look at the gray sky outside.

Today, there is no such bright sunshine as outside the palace two days ago.

"Does Yang Meiren know about this?"

"Returning to the master, Yang Meiren has been grounded and basically completely isolated. She probably doesn't know about this."

"Go, find a little eunuch, tell her about this, and by the way, let her die and want to turn over." Han Yumin's tone had faded to the point where she seemed to see through life and death, "For one thing, she doesn't have the emperor Second, now she can't even rely on her father, the only big tree, and third, she has no heirs, and she will have no future."

Aunt Chun nodded, said "yes", and then slowly backed away.

Han Yumin sighed softly.

Next, who's turn it was, she knew very well.

One by one, they must be returned!

Everyone in the palace is following the trend, and it was only re-canonized yesterday. Today, Yulan Pavilion is already full of people. Han Yumin is lazily lying on the bed, playing with a string of bracelets. He doesn't even bother to look at the things sent by other women. glance.

"Your Majesty, Guard Ye sent a message just now..."

"Just tonight." Han Yumin said simply and clearly.

"Yes."

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~~~
　　Thank you for sticking with me~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)