Why?

The Eighth Princess is so kind and gentle, and he fell in love at first sight, how could he regret it?

ridiculous.

Yun Huaxue was sad, Yan Qingyu patted her hand and pulled her down, whispering: "Princess, the forced melon is not sweet."

"But he has always been mine. I knew he was my husband since I was a child." Yun Huaxue lowered her eyes, unable to see the color in her eyes.

"This is just unwilling to give up." Yan Qingyu sighed heavily and breathed a sigh of relief.

It is not unforgettable love, it will not be doomed.

"I am really unwilling to give up. Actually, I knew he didn't like me a long time ago, otherwise I wouldn't have been marrying me until I was 16 or 17. A woman of my age had already taken care of her husband and children and was a few years old." A tear from the corner of Yun Huaxue's eyes fell on her clothes and disappeared.

"I knew it but kept waiting for him, thinking he would marry me in the end."

Yan Qingyu patted her hand, her eyes cold: "If you don't love it deeply, just cut it off. You are not necessarily him, and don't forget that you still have the Zhan Prince's Mansion to cheer up."

Yun Huaxue looked up and looked at her.

Yan Qingyu looked at her and said seriously, "The character of Prince Zhan and Prince Yun is too stupid and loyal. Although Prince Zhan is smart, Prince Zhan regards Prince Zhan as the best way to save the prince's house, you are the only one who can save the prince's house. You must cheer up and should not sink into love, otherwise who will you get out of the predicament when you fight the prince's house?"

Yun Maxue knew that she was comforted.

Nodded.

"It's just... I can't bear to bear it, after all, I've been waiting for it for more than ten years."

"After letting go, you will show up. Power is something particularly attractive. There is not only love in the world, but more about survival. You don't have to worry about survival from birth, but next, the Zhanwang Mansion needs you to guide you. Even though you know that the Eighth Princess is not a good person, you can't panic. Whether the Zhanwang Mansion is prosperous or destroyed is in your mind."

Yun Huaxue felt guilty on her face. Although she wanted to let the Zhan Prince's Mansion go through the predicament, she did not put it first.

He took a breath.

"I understand this, which makes you worried."

Yan Qingyu shook her head cold-bloodedly, "No, I'm just observing whether you are qualified to be my ally. If you are addicted to love and ruin everything, I will give up on you."

"You are so strong."

Yun Huaxue is a praising from the bottom of her heart.

"Because I'm in hell!"

The blood in Yan Qingyu's eyes was not covered at all. She was already in hell. Whether in her previous life or in this life, she had never thought of being liberated from hell.

If you don’t feel pain, how can you make the enemy hurt?

Yan Qingyu waved her hand, and Ziyu walked out, stood behind her, and pushed her away.

"I'm going to meet someone, be careful!"

Yun Huaxue sat in place to sort out her mood and nodded obediently.

She is obviously older, so why does she look like an ignorant sister in front of Yan Qingyu?

...

Si Yucheng received news that an assassin wanted to assassinate Yan Qingyu. He was only Gui Xing by his side, so he could only go on the battlefield and catch those who intended to approach Yan Qingyu. During the capture process, he accidentally bumped into the nine thousand-year-old man and started killing without saying a word.

The insects around Yan Qingyu were also cleaned up.

In the private room on the third floor, a private room was gently pushed open. Mo Yan, who had his eyes closed inside, immediately stood up and faced the door when he heard the sound.

Yan Qingyu entered Mo Yan's private room in a wheelchair. As soon as she entered the door, she heard a breath coming from the side room, and it was not alone, but several people.

When Mo Yan saw Yan Qingyu's eyes flashed with a dark luster, he lowered his voice: "Why are you here?"

Yan Qingyu pointed to a certain part of the wall of the box. Mo Yan walked over in confusion and heard a man and a woman's voice coming from the box next door. He immediately understood something and nodded.

Yan Qingyu and Ziyu flashed and left.

After only a few breaths, the air seemed to be filled with her smell. Mo Yan closed his eyes and took a few sips, then said: "Bring it here."

!”

Today is a banquet held by Yan Xun for his sons, so basically everyone from the Prime Minister's Mansion has come, including Yan Hongyu, who has been seriously injured and healed.

When Yan Hongyu was dragged naked by the guards to Mo Yan, her eyes were full of horror.

Mo Yan sat on the soft couch and played with the cup in his hand. He turned his body sideways with arbitrary expression.

"Yu'er, what I asked you to learn before, have you learned it thoroughly?"

Yan Hongyu's face was pale and she knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Your Highness, please, don't... I know that my daughter is wrong. I listen to you in everything, please don't..."

The injuries Mo Yan carved in her heart were too severe, which made her feel particularly scared when she saw this person.

Mo Yan took the wine glass and poured the wine on Yan Hongyu's body, and the delicious wine was filled with fragrance.

"This hall doesn't like dirty things. I really like you before. Your first time was to give this hall, which was a clean little thing."

"Your Highness, my daughter is now..." Yan Hongyu was anxious to say something, but Mo Yan interrupted coldly, "You climbed onto the Fourth Brother's bed before but were finally played with by the eunuchs and guards. Do you think this palace doesn't know?"

Yan Hongyu's eyes were filled with despair.

"You are dirty, so this palace will not touch you again."

Yan Hongyu sat on the ground with a limp body and smiled bitterly: "Why did your highness decide to marry me?"

"Because your mother needs you to get married and get out of the backyard, and your father needs you, the disgraced daughter, to have a surrender who is willing to accept your surrender. She knows what kind of secludedness in this palace is, but it's just because you still have some use, do you understand?"

Yan Hongyu felt very hated An's death and refused to help her. When she heard that even her father had abandoned her, she felt desperate.

So that's it.

"Your Highness..." In the side room, a beautiful woman walked over. She was wearing the palace costume of a concubine, and walked to Mo Yan with a clever smile and fell in his arms.

"Does my beloved concubine want this palace?"

"I'm here to see the future imperial concubine sister. I'm going to pass by in one month. I want to see my sister first!" The woman who spoke was Mo Yan's concubine Zhao Jiujiu, and her face was full of attachment and admiration.

Mo Yan hugged Zhao Jiujiu's waist and hugged her directly into her arms, and put her hand into her chest.

"Your Highness, don't do this, my sister is still here." Zhao Jiujiu blushed and her voice was weak.

Mo Yan lowered his head and kissed her lips lightly, and glanced at Yan Hongyu with cold eyes and half-squinted his eyes, "That's to let her be with us."

Zhao Jiujiu was stunned, and a hint of anger flashed through her eyes.

He wrapped his hands around Mo Yan's hand, and his voice was like a yellow oriole, "Can you not fill your highness? I will learn hard, Your Highness."

"Is my beloved concubine jealous?" Mo Yan joked and teased.

Zhao Jiujiu hooked Mo Yan's neck with possessiveness, looked at Yan Hongyu, who was naked in dissatisfaction, and said, "I was taught by Your Highness personally. I will accompany you after being taught. I will let you monopolize you during this period, right?"

Mo Yan seemed to have thought of something, waved his hand, and the two secret guards came out.

"My beloved concubine, your concubine sister is better than you. If you don't believe me, please look!"

The two secret guards walked to Yan Hongyu. Yan Hongyu seemed to have thought of something horrible. She crawled away with her hands and feet, but the secret guards easily grabbed her feet and pulled them hard, and directly pulled them in front of them.

The two secret guards did not take off their clothes and they easily went straight to battle.

Zhao Jiujiu looked at the scene of being attacked by secret guards one by one, and she covered her lips in surprise, knowing that Your Highness would not touch a dirty woman. It seemed that the Sixth Prince's concubine who had not passed the door was not favored by His Highness at all, otherwise Your Highness would not have thrown her to the secret guards for humiliation.

very nice.

Zhao Jiujiu hooked Mo Yan's neck with satisfaction, her eyes full of happy expressions, and kissed Mo Yan's face; "Your Highness, I'll go back to Zhao's mansion tomorrow and have a good talk with my father."

"Okay, I'm lucky to be suffering." Mo Yan's hand irregularly reached into her clothes, pressed the person directly onto the soft couch, and murmured ambiguously: "My dear, there are more comfortable things. Do you want to teach you this palace?"

"think!"

"You can't cry halfway?" The man's tempting voice sounded, "I haven't taken the medicine today yet, hurry up!"

"Your Highness is good or bad."

"Just like it."

"Your Highness..."

"Love concubine..."

Yan Hongyu, with tears in her eyes, looked at the two people who were talking sweetly on the soft couch, and was unable to bear the humiliation of their two people. She burst into tears.

Why?

Why did she bear this?

Why exactly?

From the time of one wrong step, she was destined to be worse than death. Yan Qingyu was not a good person, so she was destined not to understand how to write the word "forgiveness".

Yan Qingyu never regrets her miserable situation because she deserves her guilt.

...

Mo Yan is very hot, so Yan Qingyu is frozen here for thousands of miles.

When he walked from Mo Yan's room, two eunuchs with no popularity stood in front of her, "Miss Seven, Nine Thousand Years Old is welcome!"

Yan Qingyu When she saw Jiu Qiansui's secret guard appear, she realized that everything was revealed. Although she knew that Jiu Qiansui had laid eyes beside Mo Yan, she did not expect it to be so soon.
To be continued...