Shangguan Qianyu suddenly got so close, and his hot breathing blew into her ears, making Yan Qingrui take a step back unacceptably. For some reason, his heartbeat suddenly jumped.

Yan Qingrui concealed and said, "Then go and have a look."

The window was still open, Yan Qingrui jumped out of the window, and Shangguan Qianyu was in a graceful posture and followed him automatically.

For him, no matter where he was or what he was doing, as long as he was with Qingrui, he would be happy and infinitely satisfied.

At this moment, the ground in Yan Hongyang's new house had been cleaned. The red dates, lotus seeds and peanuts that had been sprinkled all over the ground had been swept out and replaced with new ones. There were new wine pots and wine glasses.

Han Yan sat at the head of the bed, and of course the veil was not covered again. She lowered her head, looking a little worried and a little desolate.

Yan Hongyang poured two glasses of wine, brought it to the bed, handed a glass to Hanyan, and smiled and said, "Madam, today's gift, you and I are husband and wife. Come, drink Heyi wine, so let's rest!"

Han Yan didn't take the wine glass. She looked at Yan Hongyang with a calm expression and said without hesitation: "Master, don't you want to ask about what happened today?"

Yan Hongyang's eyes were deep, flashed for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "There must be some misunderstandings, so I'll ask them the same."

Han Yan shook his head, smiled miserably, and said, "Since he has become a husband and wife with the master, Han Yan should tell him calmly. The master doesn't ask me, and wants to ask them, but can't he trust Han Yan?"

Yan Hongyang said: "How could it be? Of course I can trust my wife."

A trace of self-mockery flashed across Han Yan's lips, and a trace of self-pity suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he whispered: "But in front of the master, the master was unwilling to ask me, obviously he was suspicious of me."

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Yan Hongyang's heart suddenly softened.

Han Yan was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and she was green and beautiful, with her skin that was so blew. The girl was fragrant. Yan Hongyang, who was in his forties, felt very fond of pity when he looked at such a pretty young wife. He put the wine glass on the bedside, and stretched out his hand and hugged Han Yan in his arms and comforted: "Madam, you have thought too much, why would I not believe you? Since you are willing to tell me, then tell me!"

Han Yan in Yan Hongyang's arms lowered his eyes, and the hatred deep in his eyes flashed away. Her hands in her sleeves were also clenched quietly, and her fingernails made her heart hurt.

But she showed a sad smile on her face, as if she was grateful, as if she was timid, or shy, she whispered: "Thank you, Master. I have known Mr. Yan before!"

Yan Hongyang said quietly: "Divine blessing or God's gift?"

Han Yan said, "Grand Prince. But at that time, I didn't know that he was the eldest prince of Yan Mansion. Moreover, we were just friends, and he and I would never have any mercy. If the master is suspicious, he can give me a death, and I will never complain!"

When Yan Hongyang heard that Yan Tianyou and Han Yan had known each other for a long time, his face was slightly dark, but when Han Yan said resolutely that he would give her death, he was stunned again.

Han Yan broke away from his arms, stood on the ground, and looked at him with a sad look: "Master, I never expected that what happened today is Han Yan's fault that it was Han Yan's fault. Han Yan was willing to die to prove his innocence."

As she said that, she rushed towards the wall, resolutely and quickly, and without any room for anything, she was about to hit the wall and die.
Chapter completed!