Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

Wen Yi had been watching the scene outside by the window the whole time. She noticed that every hour, there were people who came to deliver the goods, but she didn't know if the people who delivered the goods were the same or not. If they weren't, it meant that there were at least fifteen to twenty people in these four hours.

If there were three or five of them, she would still have some confidence. Of the twenty people she had to carry An Ran and run for her life, she might not be able to escape.

An Ran had already fallen asleep. Kids was very sensitive, he could feel Wen Yi's kindness and trusted in him, so he did not cry anymore. Instead, he slept soundly.

He was indeed tired. After being captured for two days and two nights, he had been crying all the time. When he cried and fell asleep, his dreams were also restless. When had he ever tried sleeping so peacefully like this?

While waiting, Wen Yi became a little impatient. She thought that rather than waiting until dawn, it would be better to escape at night now. She activated her spirit energy, and a whistling sound immediately sounded from outside the wall. The few guards quickly ran out.

Wen Yi turned around and hugged An Ran. She leapt up to the window and tried to fly out.

However, with a plop, she fell to the ground. She was stunned. Another failure? She hurriedly hugged An Ran and asked, "Does it hurt?"

An Ran lamented, "It hurts!" He touched his forehead. Just now, when he was on his forehead, he had picked up a big bag.

Wen Yi felt a little guilty. He had been captured for two days without being injured, yet she came to save him. Before she even went out, he had already suffered a huge loss.

She heard footsteps coming from behind her and was so frightened that she picked up An Ran and rushed to the back door.

When the back door was locked, she forcefully pulled on the lock, but could not move it. She took two steps back, activated her spiritual power, and shouted in a low voice, "Open!"

The lock didn't budge.

"Halt!" A shout came from behind him, followed by a series of rapid footsteps. They were about to give chase. Wen Yi trembled with fear, closed her eyes and shouted angrily, "Open!"

The door opened with a "pa" sound. Wen Yi was stunned, there was no time for her to investigate the reason behind this.

Wen Yi's heart was beating at a rapid rate, to the point that it almost jumped out of her throat. She hugged An Ran and consoled her while running: "Don't be afraid, my foster mother is running really fast. The bad guys won't be able to catch up!"

Breathing heavily, she ran along the river, a torch burning behind her as she pursued. Wen Yi was afraid that they would use arrows, so she turned her head back multiple times.

panicked a little. Since he could not stop due to inertia, he stepped on Charcoal's tail, causing him to scream out loud with a headache.

Wen Yi looked forward. Someone was also holding a torch in front of him.

She hugged An Ran and said, "There are pursuers from both the front and back. What should we do?"

On the left was the cliff, while on the right was a river. She didn't dare to easily fly up the cliff, but she could still go down the river.

There was no time for her to think any further. She carried An Ran and ran towards the river. Fortunately, the river wasn't deep, only reaching her waist. She had to lift An Ran high up to avoid being drenched in cold water. The pursuers also plopped down into the river, chasing them all the way.

Wen Yi wanted to run, but she was in the water, how could she move? Suddenly, she felt a cold shiver down her spine, her shoulder was broken, and someone forcibly took away An Ran. She turned around and saw a few valiant guards snatching away An Ran, and the person in front of her had a sword in his hand, the tip of the sword bleeding. She knew that she had been stabbed in the back, but because she did not feel any pain, she did not know it.

She turned around and shouted, "An Ran!"

An Ran wailed loudly, opening her arms to beg her. She grabbed onto the sword wielding man's neck, and said angrily: Let go of him, you beasts! Let him go! "

The man's sword had already reached her chest. Hearing her words, she was startled, and struck her head hard. Wen Yi felt a dull sound in his head, her vision turned black, and she fell into the water.

Before she fell into a coma, she could only hear An Ran's shouts and the rattle of charcoal.

Wen Yi had a very long nightmare. In the dream, she continued to run while carrying An Ran. She fell down the cliff, didn't die, and climbed while carrying him on her back. She dreamt that An Ran had been snatched away. She pounced on him and continued to beat him up, but he stabbed her in the chest.

She felt that someone was patting her on the cheek, and someone kept calling her name. She suddenly opened her eyes, and what entered them was actually Prince Zhenyuan.

He lowered his body to look at her, and his eyes became cold. She felt her entire body turn cold, and even her teeth were chattering. You saved me? " She suddenly thought of An Ran and asked with wide eyes, "Where's An Ran?" Is An Ran okay? "

Prince Zhenyuan said coldly: "Of course An Ran is fine. If something were to happen to him, do you think you would still be alive? "

Wen Yi's body relaxed, and a dizziness that blotted out the sky came to her mind. She slowly closed her eyes, "It's good that you're okay!" When the darkness struck again, someone suddenly struck her face with a great deal of force. The pain came once again, and along with the pain on her face, a burning pain also came from her back.

Feeling the pain again, she knew that her time was up.

Before she could finish her sentence, she was slapped so hard that she felt dizzy and dizzy.

The cold voice of the Prince Zhenyuan travelled over, "When the Japanese king came to ask Song Yunqian if he took An Ran away, as long as he admits it, this king can pretend that nothing happened. It was not that This King had not given him a chance, but that he had not cherished it. If you want to blame someone, then blame him for being heartless first. In the future, if you want to die and become a ghost, you can go and find him. "

With that said, he raised the sword in his hand and aimed it at Wen Yi's chest, and was about to stab down.

Wen Yi's entire body was powerless as she looked on helplessly as the bright dagger was about to stab into her chest. The corners of her mouth held a touch of grief. Unexpectedly, this time, it was the same.

She took a deep breath and said, "Tell him that I love him!"

The dagger did not fall, but a slap landed on her face. Her face was slanted to the side, and red liquid seeped out of the corner of her mouth. Prince Zhenyuan's face was covered with a layer of anger, and he said: "Is he blind? To actually fall in love with such a malicious woman like you, how can you be compared to the Princess Ning'an from that day? She's ten thousand times better than you. "

A faint smile hung on Wen Yi's lips. She really wanted to tell him that she was the Princess Ning'an back then.

But she could not say a word. The dizziness kept coming, and the darkness invaded her face. She slowly closed her eyes, waiting for the fatal blow.

She had no idea what was going on before that one slash.

Song Yungang raised his dagger once again, but this time, he was already hesitating.

The reason why Song Yunqian had become like this was entirely because of Wen Yi's death. On Wen Yi's account, he could forgive everything that Song Yunqian had done. However, this woman first seduced Zhu Fangyuan, then seduced Zhuge Ming, and then seduced the royal father. Currently, she was still intimately connected to Song Yunqian, if she did not kill this woman, there would be endless troubles in the future.

It was only when his dagger touched her heart that she felt a sudden sense of panic.

He sighed and spoke to the guards behind him, "Kill her! Leave her dead body in unmarked burial site, leave her whole body there. "

With that, he turned and left.

The guard held the dagger in his hand and replied: "Yes!"

He raised his dagger and swung it...

When Prince Zhenyuan heard the sound of the dagger piercing into his flesh, a trace of sadness rose in his heart. The brotherly relationship between him and Song Yunqian, would probably go back to the past because of this woman's death.

He did not care, from the moment Song Yunqian ordered for An Ran to be taken away, he no longer considered him as a brother.

Back in his room, it was the first glimmer of dawn.

Princess Zhenyuan stood guard beside An Ran as she wiped away her tears with sorrow and joy. Seeing Prince Zhenyuan come in, she wiped them dry and asked: "How is she?"

Prince Zhenyuan made a cracking gesture, causing him to be startled, "You killed her?"

"What's the use of keeping such a vicious woman?" The Prince Zhenyuan said, "Ye Er, there is no need to feel pity for such a person. She deserves to die. "

The Princess Zhenyuan sighed, "Even though she said that, but in the end, it's still a life. Forget it, I'm not feeling pity for her.

The Prince Zhenyuan snorted, "If he treats This King as his brother, how could he be willing to act against An Ran?"

Princess Zhenyuan shook her head, "If Wen Yi knew about this from the sky, she wouldn't be happy either right?"

Prince Zhenyuan sat beside her, holding her hand and said: "If Wen Yi knew about this from the heavens, he would also be grateful to us for clearing this evil woman for Song Yunqian. Furthermore, Wen Yi loves An Ran so much. If she knew that Song Yunqian kidnapped An Ran, she would be even more unhappy. "

Princess Zhenyuan said in a sad voice: "I only hope that he can stay by my side safely and grow up healthy, I don't need anything."

The Prince Zhenyuan sighed, "I'm afraid, if we want peace, the other party will not let us off. The struggle for imperial power has always been cruel. "

The Princess Zhenyuan felt dejected, suddenly raised her head and softly asked: "Then how do you plan to explain it to Qian?"

"What else do you need to say? She had first bewitched the royal father, and now even Song Yunqian had become cold-blooded and heartless. Moreover, she and Ninth Imperial Uncle are old acquaintances, so she might even be someone that Ninth Royal Uncle sent. " Prince Zhenyuan said.

"Ninth Royal Uncle? What did he send her for? " Princess Zhenyuan was stunned.

The Prince Zhenyuan said coldly: "Do you think royal uncle is that simple? Think about it, he had been suppressed by the royal father for such a long time, how could he not have any negative feelings? He probably heard of Wen Yi from somewhere, which was why he created a feeling of warmth, understood medicine, and acupuncture. He first confused Song Yunqian and then the royal father, with the intention of turning the tables on the father and son. "

The Princess Zhenyuan was dumbstruck, "If it's really like this, what is the intention of the nine kings? Could it be a conspiracy? "

The Prince Zhenyuan was silent for a while, then said: "That might not be impossible, even if we can't rebel, he can still make enemies between royal father and Song Yunqian, and for him, that is a good thing."

The Princess Zhenyuan did not speak for a long time. Her family did not understand the struggle for power, and she did not want to understand either. She held her husband's hand tightly, and said with a trembling voice: "I only hope for a peaceful and happy family, not anything. Let's leave the capital.

Prince Zhenyuan held his wife in his arms and sighed, "We can't leave."

He couldn't leave, he knew he couldn't leave when An Ran was in trouble.