Feng Chenjiu also noticed that the person in front of him looked a little strange, so he turned around and saw his lover standing there.

Thinking of what he had just said, Feng Chenjiu felt embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head and then said softly: "Ge'er, why... why are you here?"

"I wanted to go to the East Palace to find you, but I heard that you were here, so I came here."

Jiang Wanyin didn't even give Feng Yimu an extra glance. She found Feng Chenjiu and directly stretched out her hand to Feng Chenjiu: "Your Highness, let's go home."

It seems that Feng Chenjiu didn't want to interrogate Feng Yimu, and there was nothing good to stay here.

Feng Chenjiu looked at the hand that was stretched out and clenched it directly, and replied with a smile: "Okay!"

Feng Yimu opened his mouth, and the words of sorry were stuck in the hands of the two people clenched tightly. Sorry seemed too light.

Maybe Feng Chenjiu is really very different from him. In his previous life, he had never looked at her with such eyes.

The moment Wan Ge appeared, Feng Yimu knew the gap between him and Feng Chenjiu.

When Feng Chenjiu found out that his lover had come, she was the only one left in his eyes, and he seemed to have completely forgotten that he was just showing off to him.

When the two got married, it was very grand.

Feng Yimu was wearing shackles and watched the ceremony with ordinary people. Thinking of his wedding in his previous life, although his father didn't treat him as air at that time, he was still the third prince without a backstage.

And he didn't really want to marry her at that time. In comparison, the gap was simply too big.

But no one expected that during the ceremony, an accident would happen: "Bitch, why have you changed? Why are you different? Die! Die! I should be the queen."

The incident happened suddenly, and many guards didn't even have time to react, and Feng Yimu, who stood closer to Wan Ge, directly blocked behind Wan Ge.

Feng Chenjiu, who was waiting for Wan Ge to come to him, casually drew the knife of the guard beside him and threw it directly, directly cutting off the arm of the assailant.

Feng Chenjiu hugged Wan Ge in his arms, and then gently comforted her: "Are you okay? Are you scared?"

Wan Ge shook her head to indicate that she was not scared.

Feng Yimu was relieved to see this, fortunately she was not injured.

Wan Ge turned around and saw Feng Yimu behind her, and immediately frowned: "Why are you here?"

Feng Yimu answered: "I just want to witness your happiness."

Wan Ge answered directly without hesitation: "Why do I need you to witness my happiness."

The little maid who had been accompanying Wan Ge all the time didn't know why the young lady suddenly hated the third prince, but... "Although the young lady is a traitor, she really wanted to protect you at the cost of her life just now."

She really rushed forward without caring about her life just now.

Wan Ge patted the maid's hand, walked to Feng Yimu, and whispered: "Hearing A Lan's explanation for you, do you feel guilty? In the last life, she was tortured to death by you.

Feng Yimu, don't say that the knife didn't stab you just now. Even if it did, I would just think that it was too easy for you to die."

The person who just checked said that the dagger was smeared with poison, and being stabbed would definitely be fatal.

Wan Ge also heard it, but what does it matter? He could not forgive the stupid things he did in his last life, nor could he forgive the man in front of him.

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