Chunyu Xuan thought about the past and looked at the person in front of her again. When her mind was hot, she grabbed the palace servant beside her who wanted to help her up and shouted: "Go quickly, go and tell my father, just say I don't want to marry Qinyang, and I want to abolish my engagement with Qinyang!"

The palace man was stunned by her drinking, but he still went to Qiufeng Palace.

Chunyu Xuan stared at Jun Muxi with a straight look, staring so hard that Bai Jinghong, who turned around to look at her, was a little furious. She subconsciously moved forward, trying to block Chunyu Xuan's gaze.

As a result, Chunyu Xuan rushed over and pushed Bai Jinghong aside.

Bai Jinghong was already confused, and his neck hurt so much that it was about to break. He let her fall directly on the ground with such a push. Jun Muxi had to help him again and said softly: "No problem, let her talk to me."

Chunyu Xuan was anxious, "Why do you always help her?

She is my father's woman, what do you care about her?

You haven't told me who you are yet, no matter who you are, you will be my husband from now on. We will be married tomorrow, and that's what we'll decide!"

Jun Muxi frowned when he heard this and asked, "Are you going to marry Qin Yang tomorrow?"

Why did you suddenly ruin the engagement?"

Fortunately, he was very kind at the beginning, afraid that the woman's life would be ruined as soon as the engagement was ruined, so he discussed with A Ran what to do.

But I didn't expect that the marriage was ruined from Chunyu Xuan's mouth, and my face changed so neatly and simply.

Chunyu Xuan waved her hand and stood up from the ground. She didn't care about her wrist being hit by the stone just now. She stood up and was about to pounce on Jun Muxi. Jun Muxi had no choice but to take Bai Jinghong back and dodge.

Chunyu Xuan was a little anxious: "Don't hide from me, listen to me, I must marry Qin Yang before, that was to compete with Ren Qiuyan for a better and worse, I was just to anger her.

Actually, I don’t have much feelings for Qin Yang, I just think that Ren Qiuyan likes her, so I can’t let her succeed.

In addition, Qin Yang does have a bit of appearance, which makes the big girls and wives in Fengxiang City fascinated.

So I felt that it was quite affordable to marry him, so I made a fuss for many years to ask my father to give him a marriage.

But you believe me, I really don’t like him from the bottom of my heart. What I like should be like is you, so you deserve to be my son-in-law.”

She said as she moved forward, Jun Muxi stepped back step by step, and Chunyu Xuan was almost crying.

"Don't leave, I don't care who you are anymore. Who you love is who you are. As long as your father gives you a marriage, you will be my son-in-law.

Then you and I will sit in the wedding room, and you will tell me who you are.

I'll go find my father now, you're waiting for me here!"

She asked for it and searched, turned around and ran to Qiufeng Palace, and warned the palace people: "Let me catch me!"

Jun Muxi was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Princess Shengyun in Gebu is really a strange person and a stupid fool with no brains.

But fortunately, she was a fool, completely breaking up the guilt he had aroused from this engagement.

From now on, he will no longer feel guilty or involve himself in Princess Shengyun.

He turned around, helped Bai Jinghong up, and helped her walk forward step by step.

The palace people ordered to look at him looked at each other, not knowing whether to stop him or not.

But I didn't dare to stop him, because they all knew that Princess Shengyun's marriage would definitely not be successful, because His Majesty the monarch was about to die.

When the king is in a new mourning, the princess must keep mourning.

Bai Jinghong recovered a little, and walking was not a problem. In addition to the pain in his neck and the difficulty of breathing, he was not seriously injured.

So she broke free from Jun Muxi's support and insisted on leaving by herself.

Jun Muxi then let go of her, slowed down, and continued to move forward in line with her rhythm.

The two of them didn't talk, and they didn't walk fast, as if they were waiting for something.

Finally, a shrill cry came from behind, which was Chunyu Xuan's voice, calling out - "Father! Father!"

A palace people cried and sadness instantly filled the entire palace courtyard.

"The king has passed away."

Meng Shuyu chased after him and caught up with Bai Jinghong and said, "Sister Jinghong, the monarch has passed away."

Bai Jinghong stood there, stunned for a moment, and finally reacted for a while, but he covered his face and squatted on the ground, crying heartbrokenly.

Meng Shuyu was a little confused. He thought Bai Jinghong would be very happy and would say that her revenge had finally been avenged.

But unexpectedly, Bai Jinghong cried, crying so sadly, and it seemed even more sad than Princess Shengyun. Could it be that she really fell in love with the king?

How is it possible? How could Bai Jinghong fall in love with his nightmare?

She was not crying for Chunyu Ao, she was just crying for herself.

She cried her life completely destroyed by Chunyu Ao, her childhood when she was abandoned by the Duan family, her blessed moon at the mercy of Guo Yebai and her three families, and she cried her humiliated by Lin Hansheng and became pregnant with the child of a slave.

She cried that the road of her life had finally been completed. Such a heavy road finally relaxed at this moment. Shouldn’t she use a cry as a farewell?

Jun Muxi let her cry, and did not persuade her, but just asked Meng Shuyu, "Where is your father?"

Meng Shuyu replied: "I went to the place of the concubine."

After saying that, he frowned, "Who are you?"

"I am..." "He is my husband. We will be married tomorrow. You will have to call him the prince-consort in the future."

Chunyu Xuan ran out of Qiufeng Palace at some time. Her makeup on her face was sobbing, and the ornaments on her head were also a little crooked. She was shaking when she walked. The tears were still hanging on her face, but the person was laughing and laughing happily.

She walked towards Jun Muxi, staring at him like a nymphomaniac, and saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"Husband, what's your name?

Have you seen my wedding dress?

Do you want to go with me to see it?"

Jun Muxi frowned and shouted: "Chunyu Xuan!"

The drunk man was stunned, but soon laughed again, "Are you calling me?"

My name is Chunyu Xuan?

Yes, my name is Chunyuxuan, the king is my father, I am the princess of Gebu, the only princess! I like your name, and you can call me again."

Princess Shengyun is crazy! The king is in great demise and the palace is full of mourning.

But what people mourn is not the dead king, but themselves.

They didn't know what they should do after the monarch died, just like the little eunuch asked Bai Jinghong, if they had a new monarch, would they be killed?

In the palace of Princess Shengyun, the last group of secret whistles surrounded by the former prince Chunyu Nuo.

The news of the king's demise had not yet reached the outside of the palace, and they were still doing their responsibilities to guard the former crown prince.

But Princess Shengyun went into the palace now. The palace servant who came to pass the oral order mentioned that the king was critically ill, and even mentioned that Princess Shengyun was allowed to be filial.

The more they thought about it, the more they became, the more they felt that they should not stay in this princess's mansion.

So he stepped forward for one person, picked up Chunyunuo's collar, and sternly said: "Go back to the palace!"

Chunyu Nuo was puzzled, “Why did you return to the palace?

Didn’t you let me come out to suppress the evil spirits in all directions?

Didn’t you let me take the marriage to Xuan’er?”

The man said, "The big marriage is gone, how can we still need to be the mastermind?"

There is no need to suppress it, go back to the palace immediately!”

Chunyu Nuo was unwilling to give in: "Even if you want to go back to the palace, you have to wait for Xuan'er to come back. I still have to talk to her."

The man said again: "I think beautifully! What do you think you are?

You are just the former prince, a death row prisoner in the Gebu dead cell who will never be released.

Where is there a place where you talk here? Where do you leave whenever you want?"

He added force to his hands, pushed Chunyu Nuo and rushed to the mansion.

Unexpectedly, when he walked to the middle of the yard, his intuition to secretly reminded him that someone was above him.

The six secret whistles all looked up and saw a woman sitting on the mansion gate at a glance.

At this moment, the sky was getting darker. The woman was wearing a snow-white long skirt, with a silver-colored waistband in the middle, facing the wild rice moonlight shining in the sky above her head, which was extremely dazzling.

The woman was sitting, and she couldn't tell her image. She just sat casually on the roof of the mansion gate tower, and even crossed her legs.

What's annoying is that crossing your legs is not enough, and you are holding a green fruit in your hand and biting it bite bite.

This is not taking them seriously! The secret whistles thought, which girl from this family is so arrogant?

But after thinking about it for a while, I remembered that there was no girl in this family. This was clearly the newly recognized lady of the Meng family, Princess Tianci of Dongqin, and Princess Wen Lan's biological daughter - Bai Heran! The six people were on guard. Bai Heran's appearance suddenly caused a crisis, and this crisis came very realistically, which directly made them realize the practical significance of this crisis: they could not take the former prince away, not only could they not take the prince away, but they had to stay themselves.

Princess Tianci has both the best doctors and the poison. She has already put them down before in the palace without knowing it. It can be said that they have died in her hands once.

Chunyu Nuo did not recognize who the girl was, but the six secret whistles around him all looked like they were facing a great enemy. The one who did not carry his collars anymore, and then smiled: "Oh, the secret whistles around the dignified king are afraid of a little girl?

I’m afraid no one believes this when you say it. If you don’t want your face?"

My life is almost gone, what else can I have?
To be continued...