The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

After a while, a low-key sedan chair pulled by a big horse came slowly.

General Bu Feiyan was sitting in front of the sedan chair. He pulled his horse out of the sedan chair. He was dressed in regular clothes, and his sword was still tied around his waist.

His face was not very good-looking, and his lips were white. On his left wrist, there were several blood stained bandages, which seemed to be injured.

Bu Feiyan didn't pay attention to the people around him and the Minister of rites on the chopping platform. He just bent over and worshipped the old lady and ziqianmo on the high platform. "The last general Bu Feiyan has seen the old lady and her Royal Highness Prince Yan. I don't know why they called the last general and yun'er to come here."

Hearing the words in Bu Fei's mouth, the old lady's eyes were slightly solidified.

She didn't hear it wrong, general Bu Feiyan, how could she call Mo Yun Yun yun'er in such a gentle tone?

Isn't this unfortunate man holding her daughter as a shield?

Looking at Bu Feiyan's face of sincere silence, the bottom of her heart was ten thousand people who didn't believe it.

But now, looking at the two people coming together, bu Feiyan is sitting outside the sedan chair, while Mo Yun is sitting in the sedan chair. This kind of treatment

"Just in time."

The old imperial concubine didn't answer, but the purple field path is light way, "cloud long princess can follow you?"

It's ziqianmo who cured Moyun, but now she still knows it

Hearing ziqianmo's words, bu Feiyan's eyes obviously crossed a trace of dissatisfaction.

But he didn't say anything, just bent down on his knees, "cloud son is with the end of the future, but, please Yan Prince Princess and the old lady forgive me, cloud son body is ill, can't get out of the sedan chair, two have any words to ask, ask the end will be."

As soon as his voice fell, the Minister of rites immediately took the lead.

"What's wrong? In my opinion, there are too many scandals planned by you. The distance along the way is too short. You husband and wife have no time to make a confession. Princess Yunchang pretends to be ill

The Minister of rites sneered, stretched out his hand, pointed straight to the direction of the sedan chair, and said in a voice, "Princess Yunchang knows everything! She wanted to protect general Bu Feiyan. She pretended to be ill and hid in the sedan chair for fear that she might say something wrong and implicate general Bu Feiyan! "

"Princess Yunchang, as the princess of Zhongzhou, you are so indifferent that you help your husband to seize the throne. You are so ambitious that you should be punished!"

Her daughter was so humiliated by the Minister of rites that the old lady couldn't sit still.

She cold face, is about to stand up, but the voice of non smoke, but as if covered everything, also can shock this to get up of her.

"Go away!"

Bu Feiyan burst into rude words, "old man, you can slander Ben Jiang. You dare to slander Ben Jiang's wife. Yun Er is really unconscious. If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, even if you despise the law, you will cut off your dog's head!"

Bu Feiyan's temper is not good among generals.

Naturally, the Minister of rites had seen him get angry and angry. This bluff really scared the Minister of rites. He stepped back, but he didn't give up. "After a curtain, I want to pretend to be ill and deceive the world. I just tell the truth. If you dare to kill me, you intend to destroy my witness!"

"You

The pace is not smoke gas anger extreme, still want to say what, purple Qian Mo's voice rings out, "well, all shut up."

Her tone is light and her steps are even more shallow,