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

Chapter 439

As if he had already guessed her question, Ning Yao did not refuse, and calmly followed her to a corner.

"Yingying said, you only treat her as a friend?"

Ning Yao lowered his head and said "yes".

"Then why do you say you like her?"

He still hangs his head: "The love among friends."

Ling Yue looked at him gradually becoming contemptuous, and didn't even dare to admit it!

"You accepted her affection, held her hand, and kissed her. Now you say it's a love between friends!"

Ning Yao's head was lowered by what she said, he hesitated and couldn't give a reason for a long time.

"Miss Ling, don't worry about our business."

"She is my sister, why should I not care about her being wronged? I know, she beat your emperor, you are afraid of being implicated. She came all the way to see you, and you just treat her like this? Coward!"

It was the first time someone pointed at her nose and called her a coward. Ning Yao suppressed her anger and defended with red eyes: "If I was afraid of getting hurt, I wouldn't propose to take it on her behalf."

Ling Yue's anger subsided a little, and her tone became softer: "Then why are you?"

"Don't ask."

Ling Yue grabbed him who was about to leave: "Either we are together, or we don't divide thoroughly, and we don't want to be sloppy. Say it!"

Ning Yao didn't want to mention it, but she chased after him.

If you are cruel, let's be more straightforward!
"When I saw her, her shirt was messy, and there was a red mark on her neck. The emperor fell to the ground with disheveled clothes, and took a love drug before he fell into a coma. No one knows what happened, I am a man"

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped loudly on the face.

"If you can say this, you are not a man! You don't care about her fear, but you only think maliciously about her. Don't you just think that she is not worthy of you if she loses her innocence?"

"Since we are friends, there is nothing worthy or unworthy."

Ling Yue spat at him: "Yeah, still be friends, dream about you! I beg you to do your best to tell her exactly what you just said, so that that silly woman will give up her heart, and stop crying and crying for nothing!"

Have all the good men in the world died, why should her young, straightforward and beautiful sisters weep for him?
But Ning Yao said: "It's not necessary. She has a lenient heart. Without me, she will soon fall in love with others. Didn't she let go of Shizi very quickly?"

Ling Yue felt a chill in her heart, who did he take her for?

Raising his hand was another slap, even Han Ming who was not far away was startled.

Ning Yao couldn't bear it anymore, and pointed at her angrily: "Ling Yue, I won't be polite if you go too far!"

"Will I be afraid of you?"

As long as Qian Yingying dared to single-handedly ask A Yun to seek justice for her, this fight must also be fought!

The stance was already in place, and Han Ming came up to him when he started, and shouted loudly: "Ning Yao, you are presumptuous!"

Awed by his majesty, Ning Yao had no choice but to bear it.

But Ling Yue couldn't bear it anymore, and his eyes fell on Master Bai who was watching the fire from the other side with his chin resting on his hands.

"Bai Yi, teach him a lesson!"

Bai Yi was a little at a loss for not being able to watch a good show, but actually going on stage.

Ask in a low voice: "What does this have to do with me?"

Ling Yue is persuasive: "When he bullies Qian Yingying, he bullies me. He bullies me. He bullies Ayun. He bullies Ayun."

Bai Yi's sword was out of its sheath: "Understood, that's bullying me!"

The ending is obvious, Ning Yao loses.

To be exact, a fiasco.

Han Ming wanted to stop several times, but his sister stopped him.

"Cheating a woman's feelings, shouldn't you hit me? If you protect your weaknesses, then the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Han Ming had nothing to say, and asked Ning Yao to return home to reflect.

Southern Palace.

Han Lin's biological mother, Li Shi, stood in front of Princess Nan with tears in her eyes, sobbing and complaining.

"Wangfei, Lin'er was slapped a hundred times, both sides of his face are swollen, and he still has a high fever. I beg Wangfei to let him out to recuperate."

Princess Nan propped her cheeks and closed her eyes, and said lazily: "Isn't it eighty, why did it become a hundred again? Mrs. Li, don't always come here to complain, and take care of your useless son when you have time."

Mrs. Li wiped her eyes and choked with sobs: "Back to the princess, it's not biased. The prince said that if you miss one, you will make up ten strokes. The executioner was negligent before, and you missed two strokes."

It was obviously a grievance, but it was a joke to Nan Wangfei's ears, and the ordinary life became fun in an instant.

He opened his eyes, took a sip of the tea Yanxia handed over, and changed his hand to support his chin.

"As far as I know, Lin'er wants to fight Ruoying, but he just has the guts to make trouble but not the ability to make trouble. He does it on his own and is no different from others."

"But Wangfei, the eldest son is Lin'er's elder brother after all, how can he favor outsiders and be cruel to his own younger brother?"

Concubine Nan put down the cup forcefully, her brows were furrowed, and she slapped Mrs. Li.

"Who is an outsider? Ruoying? She is the prince's daughter, and the emperor's princess. Who dares to say that she is an outsider?"

Li's body trembled, and she knelt down softly: "The concubine is not the princess, but Ling Yue."

"Whether Ling Yue is an outsider or not, Ming'er has the final say."

Mrs. Li raised her head abruptly, her words were very meaningful.

Nan Wangfei looked at this foxy face, and the more she looked at it, the more she hated it.

For many years, she has been obsessed with the prince and challenged her. If Han Ming hadn't been raised under her knees and educated to be versatile in both civil and military affairs, he would have been replaced by this vixen long ago.

But fortunately, Hu Mei, otherwise she would not be able to win the prince's heart, in case she broke up with that person.
The teenagers are in love, and they marry each other.The surface is broken, but there are double screens in the heart, and there are thousands of knots in it. Even if she is the person next to the pillow and his first wife, she can't help it at all.

Princess Nan hated Li Shi, and Li Shi also hated her.

Except that her family background is not as good as this high-ranking woman, her mistress, where did she lose?

Prettier than her, gentler than her, better at pleasing the prince than her, stronger than her in heirs.

Why is she sitting and kneeling?

Why is she domineering and humble?

Although Han Lin doesn't like to see him, he is his son anyway.

What about this woman?Occupying the title of princess, she has had nothing to do for many years.

But it's fate, she raised a concubine and was made the eldest son, and punished her son arbitrarily!

She is unwilling!She hates it!

No matter how much you hate, bow your head!
"Princess, about Lin'er"

"I told you that Ming'er is my son, and his decision is my decision. Mrs. Li, take this as a warning, if you indulge Lin'er again, you will be punished together!"

Li's chest was full of suffocation, but for the sake of his son, he could only make a more humble request, even if he sent a doctor, but it was a pity that Nan Wangfei rejected it, because he could not grow his memory without some lessons.

Mrs. Li had no choice but to ask Han Ming.After wandering outside the room for a long time, when he finally plucked up the courage to knock on the door, he was told by Yang Yi that the son had left the house and had not returned.

"When will the prince come back?"

"The prince didn't say anything."

Li cursed secretly in her heart, she might as well die outside!Poor Lin'er is still suffering in the woodshed.

Mrs. Li had just left with swollen eyes when Ning Yao arrived.

Yang Yi's jealousy dissipated instantly when she saw his limping posture, and she almost laughed out loud.

"What's the matter?" Wanted to show concern, but the acting was too poor.

Ning Yao ignored him, went back to the room, and the door slammed shut.

Yang Yi thought for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up proudly, he went to Yanxia and told her about Ning Yao's injury.

"Is it serious?" Yanxia almost pricked her finger with an embroidery needle, staring at Yang Yi nervously.

Yang Yi pretended to be deep and hugged his hands.

"Yang Yi, talk!" Yanxia pushed him, knowing that she was in a hurry and didn't speak.

Yang Yi sighed and said with a smile: "The wound on my body is fine, but the wound in my heart may take a while to heal."

(End of this chapter)