The businesswoman flirting with her husband: Prince Tsundere, don't get angry!

773 Get Out

It was only after dawn that Han Yi got up.

As soon as she moved, Xiao Yihan asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Yi rubbed her eyes: "Get up."

Xiao Yihan said: "Sleep again."

Han Yi smiled and said, "No, there are so many things that happened last night, we must deal with them today."

As soon as Xiao Yihan frowned, Han Yi interrupted what he wanted to say, and reached out to stroke his brow: "You must give me a good rest today, and you are not allowed to go anywhere. If there is any problem, I will help you. If Yueli leaves You are useless, and those courtiers should be ashamed to kill themselves."

Xiao Yihan wasn't worried about this, he said, "I just don't want to be separated from you."

Han Yi was taken aback, did he think this?

She didn't want to either, because there wasn't much time in the first place, and as each day passed, she was afraid that she couldn't get enough of staring at Xiao Yihan all the time.

"Well, just wait for me." She said, "I'll be right back."

Said hurriedly dressed and washed out of the room.

She froze as soon as she went out.

Zhang Lin, Mo Qixinghui and others all stared at her blankly.

Han Yi was surprised: "Are you guys... haven't slept all night?"

Looking at the spirit, it is obvious that it is.

Mo Qi was fine, but Zhang Lin, who had worked hard all night, and Xing Hui, who was not very good at martial arts, were obviously tired.

Zhang Lin immediately asked: "Princess, how is your Highness doing?!"

Han Yi nodded: "Don't worry, it's all right, the poison has been cured."

Zhang Lin knelt down to Han Yi with a plop.

"Zhang Lin...thank you Princess for saving my life!!!"

Han Yi was a little surprised, and quickly helped him up: "Zhang Lin, the man has gold under his knees."

Zhang Lin, who was always carefree, had reddened eyes, "Princess, I have been with Your Highness for ten years, and His Highness treats me like a brother, and has saved me in distress several times. Without Your Highness, I don't know how many times I would have died! This time His Highness is in danger, and I can't help at all! I..."

"Zhang Lin." Han Yi put a hand on his shoulder, with a serious expression, "You don't have to blame yourself, Your Highness has treated you very well, and you have lived up to His Highness's expectations. Now His Highness is fine, you can do it rest assured."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Mo Qi who had been silent all this time, and Mo Qi raised his head to look at Han Yi.

Han Yi's heart trembled a little.

Mo Qi, who has never shown his emotions easily, now has too much sadness and self-blame in his eyes.

She pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "Mo Qi, is everything over in the palace? Is Xiao Qier okay?"

Mo Qi didn't speak, and nodded after a while.

Han Yi had a headache, Mo Qi didn't know how to persuade her, so she had to let Xiao Yihan come by herself.

She looked at Xing Hui, and Xing Hui yawned: "Since Your Highness is fine, then I can rest assured."

Han Yi said, "I have something to do."

"Ah?" Xing Hui stared, "Where is the princess feeling unwell?"

"Your Highness should rest well these two days, and don't waste your mind on anything. Can you handle the rest?"

Xinghui smiled: "Of course there is no problem."

"That's good." Han Yi said no nonsense, nodded and left.

Back in the room, seeing Xiao Yihan looking at him, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Husband, what can I teach you?"

"My wife is smart and capable, and I really like her."

Han Yi nodded: "My husband taught you well."

Then she opened her arms and pouted coquettishly: "Husband hugs."

Xiao Yihan laughed, carried Han Yi around a few times, and carried him back to the bed.

Han Yi looked at Xiao Yihan dazedly.

The two looked at each other, as if the air was heating up.

Suddenly, Han Yi's pupils shrank and his eyes turned cold.

Shocked, Xiao Yihan quickly tapped Han Yi's acupuncture points and fixed her body.

"It's really a concubine's love." The corner of Han Yi's mouth seemed to be contemptuous.

"What are you going to do this time?" Xiao Yihan asked.

"If you continue to stop me, I will make your little lady disappear in ashes."

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yihan's eyes when he heard the words.

Han Yi smiled fearlessly: "What? Want to kill me? If you were really willing, you would have done it long ago."

"As for me, I'm just a remnant soul, already dead, what about her?"

She laughed wildly.

Xiao Yihan suppressed the killing intent in his eyes, frowned and said, "You're crazy."

"I'm crazy, why do all of you have to get along with me?" Han Yi's eyes were empty, "Why, God wants to treat me like this?"

Xiao Yihan looked at her and walked out.

She came back soon after, and said slowly: "Qin Chiqiao had a miscarriage, his body was damaged, and he was on the verge of death because of excessive grief. King Cheng's rebellion failed, Yueli's whole country was rectified, the imperial examination was postponed to next year, and Yang Mugui's knowledge was temporarily exhausted. Useless, depressed, and a lot of things happened, so my health is not very good."

Han Yi was startled, and laughed, the more he laughed, the more joyful he was, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes when he smiled, and his eyes turned red.

"Are you satisfied?" Xiao Yihan asked.

Han Yi still smiled and said, "Qin Chiqiao is not dead yet."

She turned her gaze to Xiao Yihan: "His Royal Highness, help me kill Qin Chiqiao."

Xiao Yihan was taken aback. It's not that he hadn't thought about it, but there are some things that have a bottom line, and he can't do it.

Moreover, he...doesn't want Han Yi to get rid of his obsession.

"Hahahahaha..." Han Yi laughed so hard that her branches trembled, as if possessed by a demon.

"King Qi, the world-renowned God of the North, never expected to be so cowardly as a mouse, not even daring to kill a dying person."

Xiao Yihan frowned: "Enough."

He stretched out his hand to unlock her acupuncture points, "What are you going to do, I won't stop you."

Han Yi's laughter gradually stopped, and she didn't move for a long time.

Xiao Yihan turned around and walked out.

Han Yi shed tears, her eyes were empty.

The tears gradually turned into tear stains, and Han Yi wiped them away without leaving any traces.

The original empty eyes were gradually replaced by coldness.

She opened the door and walked out.

There was no one outside the door, and no one came to stop her.

She went straight to the door.

After getting into the carriage, the carriage finally stopped near Yang Mumi's house.

She didn't shy away from anything this time, and went in directly.

When Yang Mumi heard the news, he rushed out to meet him, his eyes full of complexity.

"You..." He opened his mouth to shout, but couldn't say anything.

Han Yi looked around, Yang Mumi understood, and waved his hands: "Go down."

The maids looked at each other and retreated, only one maid did not move.

Han Yi's eyes moved.

She recognized her, Qin Chiqiao's personal maid, Nobile.

Yang Mugu said, "Jinchai, you go down first."

Nobile's expression was unkind, and she glanced at Han Yi: "My lord, what do you want to do?"

"I..." Yang Mumi was interrupted by Han Yi before he finished speaking.

She stepped forward and stared at Nobile and said, "Get out."

The voice was cold and emotionless, like a ghost climbing up from hell.

Nobile shuddered abruptly.

(End of this chapter)