Beauty Prime Minister: Your Majesty, please calm down

Chapter 243 [Once was the Left Prime Minister: Who?Who exactly? 】

On a lonely night, Cuixin Lake in a part of the capital.

The surface of the lake with rippling circles reflected the moonlight, under the soft light, the willows fluttered.

On the stone table in the gazebo, there is a white jade bottle of fine wine.

It is said that the luminous cup of grape wine has a trace of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, and two lines of tears flow from the corner of Yun Chen's eyes.

Why?Why?She still has no clue at all?Why?
The imperial court did not find any clues. Who is this?who is it?
So cruel, no clues were left for her, she couldn't find her way, she didn't know how to find out who killed her adoptive father.

Closing his eyes, the tears in the corners of his eyes continued intermittently, sobbing softly, holding his head, Yun Chen felt so lonely, so lonely.

She has always thought that she is really strong, and that she can be admitted as the number one scholar. Why can't she find any clues about this?
"Who? Who exactly?"

Yun Chen couldn't help but raised his head and yelled twice.

There was a loud noise, and several towering water columns appeared on the surface of the lake immediately, and the surrounding ground couldn't help shaking, and the leaves were shaking.

Stand up, wipe away the tears, she won't give up, won't give up.

Yun Chen kept telling himself that the clues are found by people, and they will be found. There is no such thing as a seamless thing in the world.

The sleeves kept wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, picked up the wine glass on the table and poured it directly into his mouth, not caring at all that he didn't know how to drink at all.

Get drunk, get drunk, let's get drunk like this, the spicy breath went down in his mouth, and then rushed up from his throat, but Yun Chen didn't give up the action in his hands.

Until the wine in the jug in his hand was finished, Yun Chen showed a bitter smile, his eyes blurred, and his body softened and fell up and down.

A broad arm held Yunchen's falling body, and he was dressed in Chinese clothes.

Feng Lingyang couldn't help frowning, he just wanted to relax tonight, but he met Yilian here, he had been by the lake just now.

Seeing Yi Lian sadly sitting in the gazebo with her head in her arms, seeing Yi Lian crying sadly, seeing the disturbed things around her, watching Yi Lian drink the pot of wine with infinite sadness.

I thought Yilian would leave after drinking, but I didn't expect to see Yilian's body falling down, and behind Yilian was the lake water.

Feng Lingyang didn't know what was wrong with him, but felt his heart hurt, so he immediately stepped forward and hugged Yilian.

(End of this chapter)