Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 288
Jian Yunling had a panoramic view of every trace of his emotions, grinned, and while rubbing her sore shoulders, she casually said as if chatting with her neighbors: "Actually, I have to thank the emperor a lot. If it wasn't for my incompetence, Accidentally being poisoned by the emperor's painstaking efforts to put the prince to death, you can't be blessed by misfortune, and your internal strength has been refined to an extraordinary level. It is thanks to you that I can say these things to you today."

Her bright and evil smile is more dazzling than the soft sunlight on the Dingdong Spring, as if no one in this world can stop her.

As if she was born to be so defiant and contemptuous of all living beings.

"Brother Yinmei, I advise you not to act rashly." Jian Yunling raised her head obliquely, staring at a beam hidden in the darkness, her lips curled up like a knife, Yingfei Yeluojian can take people Mingming: "Take back your dagger, be careful, I will slap the beam under you right now, and you will not be the only one, the whole hall, including your master, may be confessed here. You should think about it."

There was silence everywhere, and no one answered, but Jian Yunling's ear flaps moved slightly, and she clearly heard the sound of retreating.

She groaned in satisfaction, and glanced at Yu Wenheng leisurely, with a provocative look of "it's up to you now".

Yu Wenheng's reason and sensibility are at war.

One party told him that he should not lose too much because of small things, as long as the jade hook is still in Jian Yunling's hands, he will always have a chance to get it in the future.

The other party couldn't let go of the humiliation of being cheated today no matter what, and always wanted to leave something behind to calm his anger.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jian Yunling didn't have the patience to wait for him.Jumping up lightly, he patted the dust off the corner of the skirt with his backhand, and his clear and melodious voice seemed to be singing a ditty: "If the emperor doesn't speak, then I will leave first. If you change your mind, as long as I return Before leaving the palace gate, the emperor can ask your five thousand imperial guards to arrest the concubine at any time."

Ignoring Yu Wenheng's ashen complexion, Jian Yunling turned around with big strides, and suddenly opened the palace door.

The breeze wrapped in the heat of the afternoon came head-on, and when it brushed away the hair scattered around her ears, it was still gentle.

The warm sun melted into the palace, driving away all the darkness.The jade hook around her waist was like a cluster of fireflies, illuminating the only trace of warmth in this icy palace.

"Your majesty, are you sure you don't want your imperial guards to stop the concubine?" Jian Yunling tilted her head slightly, seemingly asking a question, but actually sarcasm.

Yu Wenheng breathed heavily, and said in a voice hoarse with anger: "Don't forget your promise, what you listen to, you must never let that cripple know."

Jian Yunling smiled like a jade pearl on a plate, and her words were cunning, and she deliberately played tricks: "Promise? Did I promise anything? Why can't I remember?"

After finishing speaking, he walked away without looking back.The floor-sweeping skirt was like flowing brocade, disappearing from the door of the main hall.

Yu Wenheng was left alone in the hall, raising his arms to sweep down everything on the imperial case, his suppressed roar passed through the palace gates, and went straight up to nine days, shaking the glazed tiles on the roof of the hall.

"Jian Yunge!"

After leaving Changque Gate, Aunt Lan and the coachman were still waiting there.

Jian Yunling hurriedly stepped onto the carriage, and before Aunt Lan could ask anything, she raised her hand to interrupt her, and said in a very serious tone: "Tell the coachman to hurry back to the palace, hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)