Prince, Don't Come Over

Yue ziyue's lips had been bitten. Her mouth was dripping with blood. Her voice was vague, but she could hear clearly. "Mujiangyuan, that's the best. If I live, I won't miss any chance to disgust you."

Yue ziyue was carried from her study to dongnuange. By the time she arrived at dongnuange, she had fainted in pain. My servants didn't know what had happened. They only knew that the king was angry. They didn't dare to talk about it. They just looked at Yue ziyue's pain in bed, but they didn't cry. They were heartache.

The maid who has been accompanying Yue ziyue all the time looks at Yue ziyue, but it's not good in her heart. Although Wang Ye is a little cold, he has never laid such a heavy hand on women. I don't know what happened to Yue ziyue.

Zhong Liyan's poison is really powerful. I just don't know whether it's poisonous or poisonous. Yue ziyue was conscious sometimes and unconscious sometimes, but the pain of internal organs being bitten was always there, as if she was eaten by insects from the inside, but she couldn't eat it all. She bit by bit. The viscera are extremely painful. When Yue ziyue was unconscious of pain, she remembered that she had come into contact with mythology before. She was like Prometheus. She was pecked at her internal organs every day, but one was torn from the outside and the other was bitten from the inside.

Two times, Yue ziyue felt that she was about to die, but the insects stopped biting. A warm current flowed through her meridians and let her rest for half an hour. Then she began a new round of torture.

Yue ziyue didn't know how long this torture lasted, but when she heard the sound of the drum music, she opened her eyes and saw that the furnishings had already been changed around her, and a black suit was placed beside her pillow.

Yue ziyue barely supported herself. Although she was still in pain, she was used to it, not as if she couldn't bear it before. The maid picked her up and sat in front of the bronze mirror.

Yue ziyue was reflected in the bronze mirror. Her face was pale and haggard. Her face was much thinner. Her plump cheeks had sunk down and her cheekbones protruded. It's gorgeous, but it's what it looks like.

"Miss, no, Niang Niang. Today when Wang Ye ascends the throne, CE Bao is ready to be empress."

Yue ziyue just sneers. He tortured her so much that he still wanted to make her a queen. I don't know whether Mujiang yuan was stupid or what.

The maid looked at Yue ziyue's face. "Miss, what's the matter with you? Aren't you happy when the LORD says he wants to seal you up?"

"Happy, of course I am." Yue ziyue sneers. Zhong Liyan pushes the door in. She has a pipe in her hand and spits out a cloud of smoke.

"The Lord told me to entrust the future queen with a few words. You go down first."

The maid stepped down. Zhong Liyan goes behind Yue ziyue, puts down his pipe and picks up his comb.

"Miss Wei, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." Zhong Liyan said, helping Yue ziyue comb her hair. "I'm sorry I didn't kill you before."

"You can kill me now, too." Yue ziyue said. "I'm just a loser now. It's easy for you to kill me."

"But now I don't want to kill you." Zhong Liyan said. "It's the first time that I've tried this poisonous poison on you. I haven't worked out an antidote yet, but there's something to alleviate its toxicity."

"Thank you very much." Yue ziyue smiles. She can't laugh any more. It's just a muscle action.

"What does Shanu do?" Zhong Liyan said, rolling up her hair and inserting a gold hairpin on it.

Since she didn't want to say it, Yue ziyue didn't know. When Zhong Liyan injected Qi into her that day, he stabbed the antidote into her body and saved her life when she was dying.

"Of course, thank you for combing my hair."

Zhong Liyan covered his mouth and laughed. "I like you a little now, Yue ziyue."

She said such vicious words and got up. But a small bag with a bell fell to the ground.

Yue ziyue picked it up and opened it. There was delicate powder inside. When she picked it up a little, she felt as if it was burning. Her white fingers turned purple in an instant. She looked terrible, as if she had been burned.

Such things are really terrible. But Yue ziyue doesn't care any more. Her face has no one she loves to see. As Zhong Liyan said, it's better to destroy it.

Holding this bag of powder firmly in his hand, Mu Jiangyuan has already come to the room. Seeing Yue ziyue's appearance, he doesn't seem to be so angry. He just looks at her thoughtfully.

"Yue ziyue, I'm going to make you queen." He even changed his address.

"Is it?" Yue ziyue pretends to be in pain.

"I will send you to the prime minister's residence." As he spoke, his fingers crossed Yue ziyue's thin cheek. "If you dare to escape, I will kill the prime minister."

Did he think that the prime minister would threaten her? The king's carriage, Jinzhu and Yulun, is waiting at the door. Yue ziyue steps on the carriage and the carriage goes to the prime minister's residence.

There are still so many people on Xuanwu Street. Yue ziyue is sitting in the carriage and grabs Zhong Liyan to bring her a bag of powder.

After such a long time, every brick of the prime minister's mansion seems to have not changed, and mu qinganning's face is heavy. They also heard the news, but when they saw Yue ziyue, they couldn't help crying."I'm back." Yue ziyue said softly.

Mu Qing put out her hand to wipe her tears. "Miss."

"Don't cry." Yue ziyue said, pinching the powder in her hand, she can't escape. Mu Jiangyuan pinches her accurately. She doesn't dare to escape. She thinks that no one in the prime minister's mansion cares about her, but she doesn't.

"Yue ziyue." Yue ziyue discovered that Zhao Tinglan was also there. Wei Jiangtong has gone to the celebration. He is not in. Zhao Tinglan stood in front of her.

"Mother." According to the ceremony, Yue ziyue nodded to Zhao Tinglan. There was no softness on Zhao Tinglan's face.

"Come here."

Zhao Tinglan has always been partial to Wei Shuyu. She must be blamed for robbing Wei Shuyu. Yue ziyue couldn't help laughing. Such a big prime minister's mansion, only MuQing and Anning are worth her concern.

Zhao Tinglan took her to Zhao Tinglan's yard. Yue ziyue seldom comes, and Zhao Tinglan never cares about her. Now she meets Zhao Tinglan and brings her in person.

"Mother has something to say to ziyue?" Yue ziyue sneers at the corner of her mouth. Her internal organs are already aching.

"Yue ziyue, don't you take me as your mother all the time?" Zhao Tinglan looked back. She stood like lady Dugu. If Dugu Zhiruo is alive, it must be the same.

"What does mother mean by that?" Yue ziyue is smiling. She has never regarded Yue ziyue as her daughter. Why do she say that? If they are affectionate, don't be kidding.

"You don't have to." Zhao Tinglan said. "You are not my own daughter. You killed my own daughter. "