There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 923
The corners of Ye Xiangyi's eyes were sour.After so many years, as long as he thought of Yang Chuying, he would still feel sad.

Gu Yunxiao looked at all this in awe, his heart was throbbing with mixed feelings.

Back then, the girl who was offered to be bought by others on the stage of the brothel had transformed herself into the imperial concubine of the Chu State in just two years, and several emperors were vying to be the first to confer her as the empress...even more so in the Chu State. For her sake, the emperor was willing to give up the great state of Chu.

That's the country of Chu... How much does he love that woman... Does he know what country means?
Yang Churuo's heart warmed, her nose was sore, she looked at Chu Yuchen gratefully, buried her head, and threw herself into Chu Yuchen's arms.

Only he can spoil and love her so unconditionally.

What's so good about her, it deserves him to treat her like this.

Chu Yuchen hugged her thin body with his arms around her, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes lovingly, and said with a smile, "Silly girl, why are you crying, it won't look good anymore."

"Yuchen..." Yang Churuo hugged his strong waist tightly, turning thousands of words into one sentence.

To have him treat her so well is enough... really enough...

All the court ladies present looked at them enviously.It would be great if they also had a husband who doted on them so much.

Gu Yunxiao suddenly burst into tears.

His fairy music... His fairy music is gone... His fairy music has a sweetheart, he is one step late, he is one step late...

Ye Xiangyi gave Gu Yunxiao a blank look, and was glad that he had sealed his dumb acupoint, otherwise, what would have happened.

"If you insist on canonizing her as queen today, and if something happens to us here today, Chu's army will come out and turn Fengguo into a purgatory. At most, we will die together," Chu Yuchen said. Looking at Yang Churuo, he looked at Fengling coldly, with calm eyes and a smile on his mouth, as if he was just talking about an ordinary thing.

Feng Ling absolutely believed that Chu Yuchen could do it.

"Your Majesty, please think twice, if you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood. You will not get what kind of woman your Majesty wants. There is no need to disregard the country and the country for the sake of Suqin." The general didn't know when, He was already at Feng Ling's side, and whispered to Feng Ling.

Mr. Zuo Xiang rushed forward and persuaded, "Your Majesty, you have just ascended the throne, and the throne is not stable. It is really inappropriate to cause too much trouble. There are still many people in Fengguo who are not convinced, and they are absolutely against it." We will fight with all our strength. If the army of Chu State attacks together, I am afraid that our Feng State will not be able to stop it in a short time."

"Yes, Your Majesty, and this matter is our Fengguo's fault. The soldiers are fighting Wuming, while Chu's teachers are well-known. One goes up and down, and Fengguo is really not suitable for fighting. If the Emperor really likes Miss Su, the future opportunity There are so many, there is no need to work so hard."

"Your Majesty, even if we fight with all our strength and defeat Chu, we will still be scarred. If other countries attack again, I'm afraid we... will really have no ability to fight again. This battle, no matter what, You can't even fight."

"Your Majesty, I beg you to think twice."

"..."

Feng Ling's cold eyes were always fixed on the graceful Yang Churuo, and his white hands clenched into fists, creaking.

He also wants to marry her...he also wants to keep her by his side.

But now...if he keeps her, then Fengguo may not be able to keep her.

Even if he has the means against the sky, he can't stand the whole country of Chu desperately taking advantage of the fire to rob other countries.

(End of this chapter)