Poison concubine curses the world

Chapter 344

"You want to go back? Where is your hometown?" Li Junhe grabbed Su Yuwan's arm and asked anxiously. "I'm sorry, I can't say..." "Why, I thought that sincerity is the best thing to do, and that you don't understand me, so you shy away from me, thinking that as long as I am sincere to you, you will accept me." Affection, am I not good enough for you, or are you really cold and hard-hearted?" "No, of course I know! Your affection for me, you saved me from danger over and over again, how can I not be grateful? I I have difficulties, please don't force me!"

When Li Junhe heard this, his starry eyes lit up, and he hugged Su Yuwan and said: "As long as you have a little affection for me, I will not give up. I can wait for you to fall in love with me. I am destined to only love you in my life." !"

Su Yuwan didn't feel too much trouble in her heart, she let Li Junhe hug her.

Seeing that Su Yuwan didn't push her away, Li Junhe whispered in her ear softly: "Although the prince is indifferent, he is very affectionate. He will take good care of Jingyue. For your safety, I'd better go to Nanyang to live for a while and treat the prince Ascend to the throne, you can reunite with Jingyue!" "Yeah!" Su Yuwan nodded lightly, unknowingly, she began to rely on Li Junhe, maybe it was because Li Junhe saved herself from danger several times. "I'll take you away tomorrow!" Let go of Su Yuwan, wipe away the tears on her face with his hands, frowning slightly, "Don't refuse me thousands of miles away, okay, my heart aches when you're like this, do you know? "

Su Yuwan didn't speak, but nodded slightly.She remembered the night when Li Junhyuk rescued herself from Yang's mansion, she was covered in blood, holding a dagger in her hand, standing like that, heartbroken, she didn't know how she would do such a thing, Yang's guards used When the sword stabbed towards him, he also forgot to dodge it. It was Li Junhe who appeared in time. In order to save himself during the fight, he did not hesitate to block the sword with his body... "Your injury?" Su Yuwan raised her head and asked in a low voice. "It's okay, but you are really bold, how dare you...cough cough, the prime minister is just that one son, and he will never let it go!" He sighed again at this point, it seems that this matter can only be completely resolved after the crown prince ascends the throne. The prime minister is now sending people to look for Su Yuwan everywhere, and it is estimated that they will come to her soon, it seems that he should take her away as soon as possible.

Seeing that Su Yuwan's face was flushed, Li Junhe laughed dryly and said, "Then we will set off for Nanyang tomorrow, you can clean it up!" "Aunt..." In the flower hall of the Prince's Mansion, Yang Wanrong cast a mournful glance at the high seat who was drinking tea The queen said coquettishly, "Auntie, my hands are numb..."

The queen didn't raise her head, and continued to drink tea. After a while, she frowned and asked the little girl at the door, "Why isn't the prince here yet?"

The little girl hurriedly knelt down and replied: "The butler has already gone to inform, and he should be here soon!" "Well, what does the prince usually do at this hour?" The queen asked again.

The little girl replied: "On weekdays, I'm in the willow garden. I don't know what I'm doing..." "Auntie..." Yang Wanrong yelled again, and raised the strangled girl by the way. With a red wrist, he said: "I'm about to be strangled to death before Murong Zhen comes over, I..."

Before the words were finished, Murong Zhen had already stepped in, took a look at Yang Wanrong, knelt down and greeted the queen, "I don't know that the queen is here, but the emperor is far away, so I ask the queen to blame me!" "Huh..." Yang Wanrong snorted through her nose With a sound, he turned his head and looked out the window. "The emperor, get up quickly..." The queen glanced at Yang Wanrong, gave Murong Zhen a hand, and then sat back in her seat, saying, "How is the emperor?" "Thank you, Empress, for your concern, everything is fine!" He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. "That's good! You and Wanrong are about to get married, so you should cultivate and cultivate your relationship. I will hand over Wanrong to you, so you have to treat her well..." "I don't want..." Yang Wanrong shouted. "I'm afraid this is inappropriate..." Murong Zhen frowned.

Snapped!The queen slapped the table and shouted: "Presumptuous! You can't mess around with the big marriage, the imperial decree has already been issued, don't you want to shame the royal family?" "Twisted melons are not sweet, Wanrong is so opposed to this marriage, the emperor just doesn't want the mother to worry about it in the future!"

After these words, the queen sneered and said: "Let the emperor worry about it, this marriage is a match made in heaven, I have nothing to worry about!"

Murong Zhen, I don't know about your little plans, but if you want to fight with me, you're still a little too late! "Auntie, auntie..." Compared to Murong Zhen, Yang Wanrong didn't have such a good concentration, she saw Yang Wanrong throwing herself at the queen's feet, crying: "Wanrong should have a sweetheart, please help me, I don't want it." Stay in the Prince's Mansion..." "You..." The queen's face turned white and blue in anger, she reached out to hit Yang Wanrong, but she couldn't stop, she was her dear niece after all, she closed her eyes and said, "There is no need to discuss, If you want to follow Zeng Yaozheng of Yingtian Mansion, unless you die!"

Now in the court, the prime minister is evenly matched with Liu Feihong from Yingtian Mansion. If Wan Rong does not marry Murong Zhen, the status of the Yang family in the court will be in jeopardy. If you don't get the favor of the emperor, you won't have the title of empress for nothing. Which of the concubines in the harem is a fuel-efficient lamp? If you don't make plans earlier, will you really die without a place to bury yourself?Liu Feihong sent his sister to the palace a few days ago, but he didn't expect that vixen to fascinate the emperor. He lingered every day and never asked about the government. It seemed that he had to let Murong Zhen inherit the throne quickly. As long as Wan Rong is pregnant, everything will be different...

Yang Wanrong was shocked, and looked at the queen in disbelief. She couldn't believe that her aunt who loved her the most would say such heartless words, but the fact was that it was true. This might be the sorrow of being born in the royal family. Besides, at best, they are just pawns in their struggle for power! "Auntie, do you really want Wanrong to marry him?" Yang Wanrong's eyes were red with tears rolling in their sockets, but she bit her lips tightly, trying not to let them fall. "Didn't you understand what I said? It's getting more and more unruly!" Walking up to Yang Wanrong, she raised her delicate face and said, "I'm your aunt, and I'm also the queen of the dynasty. Don't blame me if you do this again. You're welcome! Also, Murong Zhen is the current crown prince and your future husband, if I hear you calling him by his first name in the future, don't blame me for being rude to you!" After speaking, he waved his sleeves, go outside.

"Murongzhen, don't think that because of your aunt's backing, I must marry you!" Yang Wanrong said angrily. "Hmph, Yang Wanrong, the prince has never said that he wants to marry you!" Murong Zhen sneered, "You should hurry up and explain to the queen, I am not the one who is anxious! Don't make any noise in the prince's mansion!" "You, you..." Yang Wanrong turned pale with anger, and threw her sleeves away. "What? Doctor, are you sure that I am really pregnant?" Yang Wanrong asked the doctor again. "Miss, this old man has practiced medicine for more than [-] years, so he won't be mistaken!" The old doctor stroked his beard and smiled. He raised his eyes and saw Zeng Yaozheng, who was accompanying Yang Wanrong, with a shocked expression on his face, and said, "Congratulations to this gentleman. Father!"

Zeng Yaozheng cupped his fists unnaturally and said, "Thank you, doctor!"

The doctor prescribed a prescription and gave some instructions, then left.

Yang Wanrong hugged Zeng Yaozheng back, and shyly said: "Yaozheng, we have a child..."

Zeng Yaozheng's eyes were deep, he patted Yang Wanrong's hand lightly, helped Yang Wanrong to sit down, his heart turned a thousand times, and he coaxed him for a while, seeing Yang Wanrong fell asleep, he quickly walked towards Cheng Jingrui's room.

Cheng Jingrui was playing chess with Liu Feihong in the room, but Zeng Yaozheng came in suddenly, with a gloomy face, he stood up and asked, "What happened?" "I ask you, how did Yang Wanrong get pregnant, and whose child is it?" Zeng Yaozheng walked up to Cheng Jingrui , gritted his teeth. "Really?" Liu Feihong was shocked, then turned to Cheng Jingrui and said, "It seems that everything is going according to our plan!" "What did you do?" Zeng Yao was reaching out to hold down Cheng Jingrui's hand playing chess, his eyebrows frowned, Shen Sheng asked. "The child is yours, I just gave you a bottle of aphrodisiac wine!" Cheng Jingrui said lightly.

Zeng Yaozheng took a few steps back, "Could it be that night?" "Impossible, I was not in the same room as Yang Wanrong, how could it be possible?" Zeng Yaozheng shook his head, he was obviously in his own room when he woke up that day, so how could it be? "Young master, I did it. I sent Yang Wanrong to your room and took her away early in the morning. Of course you don't know. If you knew, how could Yang Wanrong be pregnant?" Cheng Jingrui picked up a sunspot and placed it on the bed. On the chessboard. "Second brother, what are you doing..." Zeng Yaozheng felt as if his heart was being twisted. He never thought that the two elder brothers he respected the most would drug him. They clearly knew that they didn't like Yang Wanrong, and everything was just a play. How could it be? "Yaozheng, don't blame Jingrui. Yun'er sent news in the palace, saying that the dog emperor is now a strong outsider, and he will be alive in a few days. The queen has already taken action. If Murong Zhen inherits the throne, you and I Years of hard work will not be in vain? The prime minister’s only bargaining chip is his daughter Yang Wanrong. As long as Yang Wanrong does not marry Murong Zhen, he will not support Murong Zhen’s succession. When the time comes to announce your identity, coupled with Yang Xiong’s support, Your inheritance is a foregone conclusion, you must not give up the great country and the hatred of extermination for the sake of the affair between men and women..." Liu Feihong put down the chess pieces in his hand, and said slowly.

Zeng Yaozheng's heart was like a turbulent river, he just felt like he was already a walking corpse, completely deprived of freedom, carrying a blood feud since he was a child, no one really cared about him, just told him to practice hard, take revenge, take revenge, and accompany his 24 years of love It's hatred, conspiracy, revenge, and blood...

When Jingyue hugged her to take care of her body, it was not for revenge, but for love. It was something I had never experienced before. That kind of warmth, that kind of tenderness, that kind of heartbeat, made me yearn for it...

But for the sake of revenge, he actually hurt her, pushed her into someone else's arms, watched her being insulted, and obviously felt pain in his heart, but he still pretended to be indifferent. Will there be happiness again? "Yaozheng, Yaozheng!"

Seeing Zeng Yaozheng's distraught look, Cheng Jingrui sighed and said, "If you really can't let Jingyue go, you can tell her everything and let her come back to you, provided you promise that she won't betray you!"

Zeng Yaozheng's starry eyes lit up, he pressed his thin lips tightly, turned around and left quickly after a while.

Liu Feihong asked: "Why did you ask him to find that girl?" "Don't worry, that girl is Murong Zhen's weakness, if anything happens, it will only benefit us! Play chess, play chess..."

Cheng Jingrui held another son, put it down, and said with a smile: "My lord, you lost..."

(End of this chapter)