Chapter 222 Cut
Jian Derun's eyes widened in disbelief: Isn't it?

Yun Hao sneered lightly: What are you looking at?
Jian Derun felt that he had been wronged: I don't think my cat is good?

Yun Hao twitched the corner of his lips mockingly: In my woman's arms, what are you looking at!

Jian Derun gasped: The cat is mine!
Yun Hao despised: It ran away by itself.

Jian Derun: ...

What about the brotherhood that has lived and died together?

Have you fed the dog yet?

"Shameless!" An Zixuan scolded in a low voice, making Jian Derun seem to have met a bosom friend, and almost disregarded his identity to stand up and applaud.

Finally someone recognized Yun Hao's true colors, what a joy!

"An Shaojie has a bit of a brain to think of such a shameless way of retreating to advance at this time." An Zixuan snorted coldly, making Jian Derun sigh inwardly in disappointment.

It turned out that Zixuan didn't "share the same hatred" with him, what a disappointment.

Jian Derun's "disappointment" was too obvious, and Yun Hao gave him a cold and contemptuous look.

This is his daughter-in-law, how could she be on Jian Derun's side?
Jian Derun's brain convulsed again.

"It won't be long before jumping around." Yun Hao ignored the abnormal Jian Derun and said something to An Zixuan.

Jian Derun's jaw almost dropped in surprise.

Even Yun Hao, who is as cold as an iceberg, can actually comfort others?

Is the sun coming out of the west?

Looking at Yun Hao under An Zixuan's brilliant warm smile, his eyes were so gentle that water dripped out, it seemed that some strange bubbles were flying between Yun Hao and An Zixuan.

Most importantly, his beloved Heizi actually nestled on An Zixuan's lap and ignored him.

Jian Derun feels... I, like, a little... stuffy!
His emperor seems to be a bit miserable.

In this case, how can we find a balance?

Of course, it's better to find someone who is more miserable than him, why not... An Shaojie who is screaming and pleading guilty below.

Jian Derun decided to concentrate on watching An Shaojie, so that he could feel more at ease.

At least someone is worse than him.

"I recognize everything! I recognize everything!" An Shaojie's hoarse voice revealed deep sadness, his eyes were red, with faint tears, "Don't embarrass my grandmother, she is already so old."

Some people are still at a loss, while some smart people have already realized what An Shaojie meant.

This is someone who is persecuting and torturing Mrs. An, it's a trick.

And the person behind the scenes... An Shaojie doesn't mean King Rui, does he?
"My lord, who doesn't have a favorite?" An Shaojie was completely immersed in the role he set, looking sadly at his grandmother who had not seen him for a few days, "Grandma has always been partial to my father. Admit it, this is not very good, it will make uncle feel uncomfortable."

"It's just that, as a mother, what's wrong with being partial to my own less-progressive children?" An Shaojie became more and more excited as he spoke, "Dare to ask, who can say with a pat on the chest that when he has never been partial, he is always fair." of?"

"My uncle is so capable, but my father...is weaker after all. As parents, we love our children, so we naturally favor the weaker children!"

"This, can it be the reason to deal with my grandmother?" An Shaojie raised his head and looked directly at the minister who was sitting firmly on it.

"Now...my grandma...as long as grandma doesn't have to suffer...then, I plead guilty!" An Shaojie took a deep breath of sorrow and said righteously.

What a filial grandson, for the sake of his grandmother no longer being persecuted, he can take his own life!

The minister smiled coldly, and said directly: "Since you have pleaded guilty...well, pull it out and chop it up!"

(End of this chapter)

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