Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 239 is true or false
Later, I heard that after Yu Wenzheng left, someone proposed to reward him in court, but Yu Wenheng refused all of them.

Therefore, the morning court that day broke up in a state of depression.

The carriage drove out of the Changque Gate all the way, and drove slowly towards King Han's Mansion.Jian Yunling untied her bun, loosened her long hair, leaned lazily on the carriage, glanced sideways at Yu Wenzheng who was in a good mood, and asked with a smile, "Did you see Yu Wenheng's face just now?"

Yu Wenzheng also seemed to be caught in an interesting aftertaste. After a while, a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It's very exciting."

Jian Yunling sighed: "It's more than that? You didn't see that when he heard that those people were the disciples of Grand Master Jian, his face was as green as moss."

After her description, Yu Wenheng's expression at that time appeared vividly in front of Yu Wenzheng.

Jian Yunling sat up abruptly, turned around and looked at Yu Wenzheng from top to bottom very solemnly, and said, "What a ghost, how did you get those evidences and forge those letters in such a short period of time?" ?”

Yu Wenzheng glanced at her roughly, and slowly smiled with a deep meaning, and said: "The account book, when we were in Furong Town last time, I let Dongyun steal it out, just wait for it I can use this to give old man Jian a head-on blow. As for those letters, it doesn't matter whether they are true or not, because Yu Wenheng can only admit that they are true."

It was only then that Jian Yunling remembered that she met Fu Dongyun's Liangshang that night.At that time, she asked Fu Dongyun to hide the news that Yu Wenzheng was following him. Now, in order to be realistic and natural, she just pretended to know.

"Oh, that's how it is!" Jian Yunling made an exaggerated look of suddenly realizing it, and then quickly changed the subject: "But if you blame those people for the assassination, aren't you afraid that Grand Master Jian or they will deny it? After all, this is a treasonous crime that implicates the nine clans."

Yu Wenzheng's eyes were deep and dark, and there were dots of gloomy light floating up and down, and the flames burned intensely and brightly, burning the faces of Yu Wenheng and Taishi Jian's sinister faces that floated up from his memory.

"If Yu Wenheng wants to keep his throne, he will definitely try to get them to recognize him!"

Jian Yunling clapped her palms and praised: "It's tall, it's really tall, it's like step-by-step!"

Yuwen Zheng looked at her with a strange look.Immediately, Jian Yunling realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, and immediately said: "I mean, the prince is thoughtful, I admire you." While speaking, she cupped her fists and gave a solemn salute.

Yu Wenzheng suddenly leaned forward, put his lips on the back of Jian Yunling's hand, and teased with a smile: "Really, so the princess admires me so much? Is what the princess said in the court room just now 'never live' true or false?"

Jian Yunling choked suddenly, as if something was stuck in her throat, and stammered incoherently: "Concubine...Concubine..."

"How about you?" Yu Wenzheng went a step further, grabbing the two hands she had forgotten to take back, and firmly shackling them on his legs, with a smile on his face reflecting the shame and helplessness in her eyes.

Jian Yunling buried her head to avoid Yu Wenzheng's gaze, and secretly tried to pull her hand back, but after a while it was still in vain, her mouth seemed to be tied, and she couldn't even speak a word.In the end, she angrily reprimanded: "It's none of your business whether it's true or not, don't worry about it!"

Yu Wenzheng smiled more and more complacently: "Of course it has something to do with this king. This king is the queen's heaven and her husband. If this king is a wolf..." He still wanted to repeat it. At this moment, the carriage stopped, and Jian Yunling She broke free from him violently, and ran down in a panic.

Fu Dongyun, who was under the car, was staggered by her bump, scratching the back of his head for a long time without reacting.Yu Wenzheng in the car looked down at the piece of robe that had just been attached to her palm was wet with sweat, and smiled happily, as bright as a spring breeze.

(End of this chapter)