Domineering black belly concubine

Yun Huan felt that Jinglan looked happier than Xiao Yeli.

He drove the car from Dali Temple to Beixiao Country Post House, almost never closing his mouth.

Jinglan lifted the curtain of the car, set up the step stool, and automatically ignored Xiao Yeli: "Princess, we're here."

Xiao Yeli didn't care, he carefully helped Yunhuan out of the car, ignored the guard whose jaw had fallen to the ground, and led Yunhuan into the post house.

Along the way, Yun Huan received the attention of countless people.

The post house is just a temporary residence for envoys from other countries in one country. It is not as magnificent and spacious as other courtyards, but it is also considered to be well-equipped and extremely clean.

Xiao Yeli carefully asked someone to prepare water, and then brought Yunhuan into a room with simple but elegant decoration.Opening the closet, there was a pile of white clothes inside, neatly folded, all of which were of the best cloud satin and silk, there were dozens of them, and the styles were never repeated.

Among the dowry on the dressing table, there are all kinds of low-key yet luxurious jewelry, each of which is a boutique, and the style is very in line with Yun Huan's personality and taste.

Yun Huan really felt this man's carefulness, and his heart warmed slightly.

The servants came to report that the water was ready, and Xiao Yeli left with a happy mood.

Yun Huan took a beautiful bath, wrote Zhang Xiaojian, sent Jinglan to Fengbaozhai and handed it to the shopkeeper Qin Qiong, then wandered around the posthouse alone, not paying any attention to the whispers of the servants.

Passing by a building that looked like a meeting hall, a discordant voice drifted into Yun Huan's ears.

She doesn't like to listen to the corner, but the protagonist mentioned by the discordant voice is her, so she can't help but stop listening.

Without going any closer, Yun Huan stopped under a magnolia tree three feet away from the building.

"My lord, I heard that she was suspected of murder, so it seems that I just came out of Dali Temple? Although the Emperor Chu overturned the case for her and recognized her as a righteous daughter, she is not a real princess after all."

His voice was a little old. Although he regarded himself as a minister, he did not have the respect he should have when speaking to a king, but was rather aggressive: "I also heard that she was the fiancee of Prince Chu before and she just divorced her engagement. Does the prince know why she divorced?" ? Is there any ulterior secret behind it? Has the lord ever found out? Besides, the lord represents the whole of Beixiao. How can he marry a woman who retired from marriage, a worthless waste? How can you explain to the emperor? How can you tell the emperor? Beixiao's thousands of subjects explain?"

At the end, he snorted disdainfully.

Hearing the insulting words, Yun Huan didn't have much emotion, and stood there quietly, waiting to hear Xiao Yeli's answer.

"Prime Minister Zuo."

At that time, Xiao Yeli's cold and stern voice came.

Thinking of his deliberately soft voice in front of her, and comparing the two, Yun Huan wondered if this person had a split personality.

If she was there, she would definitely feel the cold aura on Xiao Yeli's body that could almost freeze people into ice cubes.

"This king never needs to explain to anyone what he does. No one has the right to question what this king decides, including you!"

What a powerful master!Yun Huan couldn't help but a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"I naturally know that the lord has never put me in the eyes of me, but I am loyal to the emperor, and I am ordered by the emperor to handle this matter. Naturally, it is necessary to urge the lord to avoid going astray! The lord insists on marrying that Girl, don’t you want other countries to laugh at Bei Xiao for picking up Dong Chu’s broken shoes?”

"Zuo Heng, you can scold me, but I will never allow anyone to insult her!" Xiao Yeli's voice was bloodthirsty, and Yun Huan felt that something was going to happen.

Sure enough, only the sword was unsheathed, followed by exclamations, and Zuo Heng's voice was no longer heard.