Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 398 Are you safe?

Chen Piaopiao is not afraid of paying for her life, what she is afraid of is that a pair of children with unknown backgrounds will make mistakes again and again.

Anyway, she can't live, she is no longer afraid of the queen's ban.

She knelt and moved towards Ling Lie, raised her tear-stained face and looked at him.

For a moment, Ling Lie was touched, but only for a moment.

In the past, even if she shed tears pretendingly, he would try to appease her like a demon.

At this time, she was really sad, and he was indifferent like a stranger, and he still felt that she was acting.

When you like it, you really like it, and when you don't like it, it's too much at first glance.

He didn't understand what happened to himself back then, that he would be played with by her for more than ten years.

Chen Piaopiao kowtowed to him while crying and begging, because of his excitement, he spoke incoherently.

Ling Lie could still hear it, and she begged him to stop Ye Liyou from being with Ling Rou.

Ling Lie remained calm, he already knew that Ye Liyou was her and Zhao Dayou's son, what he wondered was why Ling Rou and Ye Liyou were entangled, shouldn't she be thinking about her own past in Zhuangzi?

"Rourou is in the Firework Pavilion."

Chen Piaopiao couldn't continue, because of the pain, his lower lip was bleeding from his teeth.

Ling Lie seemed to be struck by lightning again, and he almost lost his footing.

That rebellious woman must have been uneasy with poverty and chose to degenerate herself!

"You are so shameless, do you follow your biological father?"

Ling Lie's expression changed greatly when Ah Yun said that he was not in pain or itching.

biological father!

If he just doubted Lingrou's life experience before, from now on, no matter whether she is or not, he firmly believes that she is not, he does not have such an indulgent daughter!
Chen Piaopiao cried so hard that she could not breathe, she took Ling Lie as a life-saving straw, and hugged his leg tightly.

Unfortunately, he was kicked away.

The man whose eyes were full of love in the past glared at him now.

"Chen Piaopiao, I have done my best to help you raise your cheap daughter for 16 years. The dirty things about your son and daughter are the retribution of you and Zhao Dayou!"

His words hurt Chen Piaopiao, and she shouted heart-piercingly: "I can swear, Rourou is indeed your daughter, she really is!"

"Back then you swore that it had nothing to do with Ling Ye's disappearance. What's the truth? You sold him out, and you made him live and die outside for many years!"

The queen was startled by his words.

She only knew that the whereabouts of the son born to Ling Lie's original partner was unknown, but she didn't know that it was Chen Piaopiao who did it, and when she thought about how she had abused Ah Yun for many years, the fire in her heart burned again.

Vicious woman!

Seeing that Ling Lie's eyes became colder, like a knife, Chen Piaopiao pointed at A Yun and cursed: "Little bastard, I really regret not killing you back then, so that you can show off your might one day."

Ah Yun didn't get angry, she patted her arm with her hand, and the sleeve arrow shot precisely on her shoulder.

She screamed and fell powerlessly to the ground, like a vicious cobra.

A Yun walked up to her slowly, stretched out his hand and pulled out the sleeve arrow, bleeding out a lot.

In the end it was too dirty, so I plugged it in again.

Chen Piaopiao was in so much pain that his lips were trembling and he couldn't speak a word.

"Just for the title you just called, this king can tear your corpse into thousands of pieces."

The overbearing coercion of the young man when he called himself "the king" shocked the woman lying on the ground, enduring the pain and looking suspiciously at him who was indifferent and arrogant, with dark eyes.

It's him, and it's not him!
She was shocked to realize that he was no longer a little cripple who let her bully him.

A Yun gently opened her thin lips, unhurriedly: "Your son is the little bastard! Everything you have done to this king will be imposed on him."

"What are you going to do to him?" Chen Piaopiao was like a she-wolf protecting her cubs with a head injury, wanting to be ruthless but powerless.

"Everything, everything you did to this king!"

A Yun stood up, his eyes swept over her contemptuously.

"Queen, save her life first, do you think it's okay?"

As long as he speaks, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just a cheap life!

The queen readily agreed.

"Chen Piaopiao, live well and watch the little bastard slowly repay the debt. If you want to die, your children will die even more painfully!"

The last breath of energy was drained, and the woman even shed tears.

This is not over, Ah Yun took out a pill from the sachet, melted it in a cup, and forcefully poured it into her mouth, her annoying voice was no longer in the world.

She can no longer talk nonsense.

Zhao Dayou is dead, there is no need for Chen Piaopiao to stay in the palace anymore, the Zhuangzi where Ling Rou lived before is vacant, A Yun asks Ling Lie for it, and it becomes the place where Chen Piaopiao is imprisoned.

Detention should look like detention.

The thatched house, the wooden bed, and a bed of broken cotton wool are all the belongings.

There was someone on duty outside the house all day, and Yigui even took a stray dog ​​to the house, and it would be Chen Piaopiao's turn to eat leftovers.

The loyal servant who used to bow to her and advise her has now become an accomplice who bullies her, and Chen Piaopiao wants to cry without tears.

She wanted to scold, but she couldn't make a sound;

She wants to fight, not an opponent.

She could only use her finger to draw on the ground, Yi Gui could see clearly, what was written was "Bad Maid".

Yi Gui had no expression on her face, she just looked at those two words quietly.

This was the only battle that Chen Piaopiao hadn't lost so badly since she was in despair for so long, she let out a sigh of relief.

After returning to Lanyuexuan, Yi Gui waited in front of Feiyun Pavilion.

Wait for Ah Yun.

He came back at sunset with bunches of sugar apples in his hand, in a good mood.

"Have you met Chen Piaopiao?"

"Yes, Master Biao."

"Is it safe today?"

"It's the same as the previous two days, just resentful. The servant let her eat the dog's leftover food according to your order, and she called the servant a cheap servant."

"Huh?" Ah Yun looked up, "Hasn't she been dumbed down by poison?"

Yi Gui still said in a respectful tone, "She can write."

"Then cut off her hand."

The calm words fell into Yi Gui's ears, a kind of carefree revenge.

"The slave will do it now."

Yi Gui turned around with her head down, walked a few steps and then stopped.

"Master Biao, Missy is not feeling well today and cannot eat cold food."

Ah Yun looked at the sugar apple, and then thought about Ling Yue's listlessness before going out, thinking that she didn't sleep well last night.

careless!

"Then here you go, I'll make soup for her."

Yigui was overwhelmed by flattery, and felt guilty again when he thought about how harshly he had been treated before.

But Ah Yun simply didn't want to waste it.

Seeing him go to the small kitchen, Yi Gui followed him again.

"Anything else?"

Yi Gui was a little bit embarrassed, but she mustered up her courage and said: "Missy said she likes to drink Yunlaiju's soup."

Ah Yun was a little dazed, after thinking for a while, Fang asked: "Does that mean you don't like my cooking?"

"Maybe. Say. Say I'm a little tired of drinking."

Yi Gui smiled sarcastically, trying to be as tactful as possible.

Ah Yun curled her lips: "I'm tired of it so soon, how will I live in the next few decades? I'll learn something else!"

Recently, she has been diligent in studying and practicing martial arts, and her cooking skills have been neglected. No wonder she has objections.

Yigui: "."

Why is your temper so good!
Ling Yue drank the soup cleanly, and Ah Yun was very satisfied, but the days that he could accompany her like this were numbered, and he was inevitably disappointed.

"Should we not go to the New Year's Eve banquet in the palace tomorrow night?"

(End of this chapter)