Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 291 Murong Hua's Death (3)

On the side, Feng Han looked embarrassed: "Miss Dong should put the overall situation first."

If something happened to Murong Hua, how should the prince explain to the prime minister and the prime minister's wife.

Because of Murong Zheng's incident last time, Shangguanyi already had a big prejudice against the prince.

Although Murong He didn't say anything, there was a gap in his heart to some extent.

During the trip to Ganye Temple, in private, Prime Minister Murong repeatedly asked the prince to take good care of Miss Murong.

If it is under the care of the prince, something will happen to Murong Hua.
The prince's suspicion must be the biggest.

"unwilling?"

Dong Yinjun sneered.

Unceremoniously, he shook the man's hand away: "Pei Chen, didn't you say that you would do anything for me? Didn't you say that one day you become the emperor, and there will only be me as a woman? Didn't you say that let Shall I join hands with you in this Daqi country?"

The sarcasm in her eyebrows grew stronger.

Dong Yinjun turned around indifferently: "Since you don't want to part with a beauty, don't lie to me by saying those false words. You should know that I am different from those women. I will not be addicted to your love words and promises. Since I can't do it, From now on, you and I will never be connected again!"

"My lord."

Murong Hua shook her head, she couldn't believe that he had said such a thing to the woman in front of him?
Obviously he had promised himself before that when he succeeded in seizing the throne, she would be the queen. He didn't like Murong Wan. He could only use Murong Wan, and he would not make her the queen. He told other women, not only that, but he also promised her that on that day, he would be the emperor, and she would be the only woman in the harem.
There will be no one else!

"My lord, you once said that you would marry me, with ten miles of red makeup, to make me your queen, and let me be under one man and above ten thousand people, and join hands with you in the vast rivers and mountains of Daqi. My lord, this is what you once promised me. Yes!"

now--

How can now.
As long as Murong Hua opened his mouth to say a word, Dong Yinjun's expression would turn colder.

In the end, the man suddenly clenched his fist and grabbed the girl's snow-white neck.

Murong Hua's eyes widened.

The man's strength became tighter and tighter, and the tightness, and the pain of being unable to breathe in a short time, hit her whole body.

The painful feeling that is hard to breathe, and the handsome but completely unfamiliar face of the man at the moment.

He looked at himself, without the slightest tenderness and sweetness of the past. At this moment, in his eyes, he seemed to be an ant, a dying person.

She shook her head—

Wanting to struggle, how could she be a man's opponent when she was weak.

"My lord! Don't—"

Feng Han wanted to step forward to stop him.

"Pei Chen, if you don't kill her tonight, don't think I will forgive you!"

"Crack-"

Quiet night, accompanied by the sound of cold wind blowing.

Before Feng Han could move, the woman's head fell to the side feebly.

A pair of widened eyes were looking in Pei Chen's direction even to death.

Deep unwillingness and despair.

And in the night, the sound of the neck being snapped off was extremely ear-piercing, making one's scalp tingle.

Feng Han clenched the sword in his hand.

Looking at the woman's helpless body being thrown on the ground casually by her master like a dirty object.

"Jun'er, believe me, I have already killed her."

Pei Chen stepped forward to hug her.

Dong Yinjun handed him a handkerchief: "Wipe your hands, I think the women you touched are dirty."

Pei Chen smiled slightly, listened to her words, and patiently wiped his hands.

Until he wiped his hands clean, he stepped forward and hugged Dong Yinjun carefully: "Jun'er, I really like you, no woman can compare to you."

(End of this chapter)