Magic cool husband only loves his naughty wife

Seeing that the hearts had been scared out of his wits, father-in-law Gao stepped forward and said.

She's dead?

After a long time, Han Junrong couldn't return to God. He seemed to be hit hard by someone. The pain was sudden, numb and unconscious.

The blood color on Han Junrong's face seemed to fade out suddenly, and his feet couldn't help feeling soft. He stumbled and leaned against the edge of the imperial case, as if he couldn't support his body and needed to rely on the imperial case

"Emperor, please take care of the dragon body." Duke Gao was frightened. Since Han Junrong ascended the throne, he has been serving around. He has never seen any big scenes, but he has never seen the master's face so pale. It seems that the death of Princess Chen has really dealt a great blow to the emperor. He can't help worrying.

"All the people get out. Get out of here." Han Junrong suddenly roared loudly. His hoarse roar was like a wounded beast. Father-in-law Gao pulled the hearts and hurried out of the imperial study. Now the emperor is on the edge of rage. They'd better leave first.

Han Junrong stood in front of the imperial case and motionless looked at the jade jar on the imperial case. He wanted to touch it, but he was worried that it would confirm his doubts at the bottom of his heart and retracted his hand.

Ten days ago, she was still wrapped around him warmly, but unexpectedly, what she got now is a jar of ashes.

Why? Her beauty still lingered in his mind, but now what about the beauty? Where can I find her? Han Junrong's heart seemed to have been dug away. The pain made him almost unable to breathe. On the shiny jade jar, it seemed that her voice and face were smiling. It was ridiculous that he dared not touch it, as if he was worried that he would scare her away.

In the past few days, the court and the people talked one after another, and suddenly the whole palace was shrouded in melancholy.

The ministers talked about the death of Ming Xiaochen, the favorite imperial concubine, and that after the emperor saw her ashes that day, the whole person was wrong. It seemed that he was evil and hid in his own bedroom. No one could be seen. It was not possible that the ghost of Chen imperial concubine caused the emperor, who has been diligent in government since he ascended the throne, did not go to the morning court for seven consecutive days.

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My old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the West and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The solitary sail is far away, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.

——Li Bai

It turns out that this place is the so-called Yangzhou. The scenery is really good. Willows and willows hang down the bank, flowers are like brocade, and beautiful. On the street along the bank, people come and go, and hawkers stand close to each other. With beautiful scenery and prosperous business, it is really a good place.

Ming Xiaochen, who just got off the boat, is no, it's Yun Feifei. Now she has asked for Ming Xiaochen's identity. Although she still uses Ming Xiaochen's body, here, she has decided to give herself a chance to be reborn. She wants to be Yun Feifei again.

It's really lively here. She will live in this place in the future. Looking at this prosperous scene, Yun Feifei felt that her choice was not wrong. When she was in the Ming government, she fled the capital by pretending to die, and then chose to live here without hesitation.

Yunfeifei raised her head, narrowed her eyes and looked at the sun in the sky. Then she took a deep breath of air and put a happy smile on her lips,