The villain is acting as a demon again

Chapter 679 The Battle of the Palace Gate 40
As the new year is approaching, due to the national mourning, there is no joy in Yuncheng this year as the new year is approaching, and everyone is talking about the imperial coup.

Huangfu Jinyu manages a lot of things every day, handling national funerals, punishing treacherous ministers, preparing for an expedition, and guarding against Helian Fengyi.

Prime Minister Bai repeatedly pleaded with Huangfu Jinyu, and Queen Bai was spared the burial, and instead stayed in the royal tomb forever.

Queen Bai was imprisoned in the forbidden courtyard. After hearing this so-called gift, she sneered wildly twice.

Losing power and freedom and guarding Huangfu Sheng's spirit all her life, it would be better to kill her, she would rather be buried.

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In the former Yanwang Mansion, the door plaque has been replaced by Ning Wangfu.

Bai Mengxi came to visit Prince Ning's mansion every day, her cousin was unconscious all the time, she wished she could give Beiye Scorching Yang a knife!It's useless for her cousin to be such a traitor to Beiye Jiaoyang, but she will avenge her kindness!

Huangfu Yanyu woke up after being in a coma for two days, staring at the white gauze curtain with her eyes open, the scene of the palace gate still stuck in her mind.

"Cousin, you're awake!" Bai Mengxi was pleasantly surprised, and turned to ask the maid to prepare soup and meals.

"Scorching sun, where's the scorching sun?" Huangfu Yanyu woke up instantly, sat up suddenly, his face turned pale from the pain, and the wound on his abdomen was torn.

The surprise on Bai Mengxi's face gradually disappeared, and she bit her lip angrily, Beiye Jiaoyang treated her cousin like this, he still misses her!
"Jiaoyang, where is the scorching sun?" Huangfu Yanyu panicked and moved with difficulty to get out of bed.

"She's dead! Beiye Jiaoyang is dead!" Bai Mengxi roared angrily, Beiye Jiaoyang has become a traitor!Not qualified to be with my cousin!
With a snap, Huangfu Yanyu fell on the bed and passed out. The wound on her abdomen was bleeding, and the white gauze was stained red.

"Cousin! Cousin! She's not dead, I lied to you!" Bai Mengxi was heartbroken, and shouted out the door: "Doctor, call the doctor!"

Several doctors came in a hurry, re-treated the wound, fed the medicine, and tossed a lot.

It wasn't until evening that Huangfu Yanyu woke up, and asked blankly, "Scorching sun, where's the scorching sun?"

Bai Mengxi didn't dare to provoke him anymore, and reluctantly told him the truth.

Huangfu Yanyu asked the guard again, and then he believed it, but he became silent.

"Cousin, Beiye Jiaoyang is a traitor, you don't want to be with her, now that Huangfu Jinyu holds the power, you will be implicated." Bai Mengxi said quietly.

"Cousin, go back." Huangfu Yanyu was a little tired.

"Then cousin, rest well, I'll come see you tomorrow." Bai Mengxi reluctantly left.

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On the second day, Huangfu Yanyu went to the palace to mourn in spite of his injuries.

The palace was covered with white flags, and the guards and maids wore dark mourning clothes, and the whole palace was filled with a deadly atmosphere.

In front of the mourning hall, all the concubines, princes and princesses were kneeling on both sides, but His Royal Highness Jinyu was missing, probably busy with political affairs.

Huangfu Yanyu was dressed in black and white mourning clothes, her face was pale, and she was seriously ill. She was no longer desolate and elegant in the past, but was haunted by sadness and melancholy.

When the guard maid saw the person coming, she was startled, and hurriedly bowed down to salute.

"See Your Highness Yanyu..." Before he finished speaking, he immediately felt that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words: "See Prince Ning."

Huangfu Yanyu walked into the main hall without saying a word, knelt on both knees in front of the mourning hall, and kowtowed three times.

For some reason, he no longer hated who killed his father, and even somewhat resented his father's partiality. In the final analysis, he hated himself the most for being powerless.

(End of this chapter)