Fengming the world: The cold princess is too enchanting

Chapter 80

"She deserves it." Chu Yinge said angrily.

Mu Ziyuan smiled, a little disapprovingly: "It's okay, as long as you're happy."

"It's not a question of whether I'm happy or not, but that she has touched my bottom line. You are my man. She dares to threaten you. How can I tolerate her!"

"It's because of this?" Mu Ziyuan was a little surprised.

He thought it was because Chu Yinge was worried about what happened before, that's why he was cruel to Lin Wan, but he didn't think that Chu Yinge was because of him.

He knew that his little woman treated him sincerely, but he didn't expect that she would protect him so much.

Chu Yinge nodded, and said: "Of course, from the day I decided to marry you, I have already said that you are my bottom line for Chu Yinge. If anyone dares to make things difficult for you, I will definitely let you go." He's having a hard time!"

"You are also my bottom line." Mu Ziyuan rubbed Chu Yinge's hair without saying anything.

He has long put the person in front of him in his heart, and in the future, if someone dares to touch the person in his heart, he will definitely not be polite.

Chu Yinge smiled, said nothing more, and pulled Mu Ziyuan out of the palace gate.

This scene has long been seen by a pair of eyes not far away, and the figure flickers, quickly moving towards the imperial study.

……

As soon as Chu Yinge and Mu Ziyuan walked out of the palace gate, they saw the fruit hurriedly approaching.

"Miss is bad!"

"What's so flustered?" Chu Yinge frowned, displeased.

She knew very well that although Guozi bluffed on weekdays, she was not a person who didn't care about the seriousness. If she was so anxious, something important must have happened.

Guozi breathed a sigh of relief, her face full of anxiety: "Miss, just now there is news from the prime minister's mansion, saying, saying..."

"say what?"

"Second Young Master is critically ill from poisoning and has fallen into a coma."

"what?"

Hearing this, Chu Yinge could no longer care about the authenticity of the news, let go of Mu Ziyuan's hand, strode to the carriage, and drove away.

Looking at Kong Luoluo's hand, and looking at Chu Yinge's back in the dust, Mu Ziyuan's expression moved, but he couldn't say anything after all.

Muzi stood aside, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, he just had a full view of his prince's expression, could it be that his prince is jealous of Young Master Chu?
If this is the case, then his prince really loves his princess badly.

"My lord, how do we go back?" Muzi said softly.

Mu Ziyuan lowered his eyes, restrained his emotions, and said slowly: "In such a situation, we can only go back. Do you have any other options?"

"Is that going back to the prince's mansion, or to the prime minister's mansion?" Muzi asked tentatively.

Mu Ziyuan remained silent, stood there thinking for a moment, then walked in the direction of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and stopped after taking two steps.

"Forget it, let's go home."

"it is good."

Although Muzi was puzzled, he still obediently obeyed. He really didn't know what happened to his prince, he felt like a different person.

In the past, he had always been decisive in doing things, and he had never hesitated at all, but now it is really incomprehensible to get entangled.

Chu Yinge drove back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and couldn't care less about other places. Knowing that Chu Yinnan was in the backyard, he hurried towards the backyard.

When they came to the backyard, Chu Yinge looked at Chu Yinnan who was lying quietly and pale on the bed, and felt congested in his heart.

The doctor next to him saw Chu Yinge coming in, and hurriedly stood up from the side.

"For the younger ones, see the Seventh Princess."

"How is the second young master?"

"The situation is not optimistic."

"What does that mean?" Chu Yinge's eyes widened angrily, and he reached out to grab the doctor's collar, the sternness on his face was obvious.

"Say, what's going on?"

"It's poisoning. The second young master's toxin has spread to my lungs. I really can't do anything about it."

Chu Yinge slowly let go of his hand, signaling everyone around him to go down, and came to the bedside only after everyone in the room had left.

Rolling up Chu Yinnan's sleeves, Chu Yinge felt his pulse, but it was of no use.

The toxin spread in the lungs, even the god Da Luo couldn't save it. In the 21st century, maybe she could have all kinds of detoxification serums, but now, she has nothing.

Seeing Chu Yinnan's purple lips, Chu Yinge frowned, and the murderous look in his eyes gradually faded.

She is not a fool, the only people who can poison Chu Yinnan without any precautions are the people from the prime minister's mansion, and in the whole prime minister's mansion, the people who have trouble with the brothers and sisters know who they are without even thinking about it.

"If you die, I will definitely not let the person who hurt you live well."

Chu Yinge said softly, as if he was speaking to Chu Yinnan who was lying on the bed, but also as if he was speaking to himself.

She got up and covered Chu Yinnan with a quilt, turned around and left the room, her back was determined without hesitation.

When they came to the front yard, Chu Yinge gathered all the people from the prime minister's mansion together, stood on the steps, and looked at the people below with indifferent eyes.

"Finally, who is the person who approached the Second Young Master recently?" said Qingqing with invisible oppression.

The people below did not dare to speak, all lowered their heads and looked at the ground.

Chu Yinge raised a hint of arrogance, reached out and untied the long whip coiled around his waist, and waved it in front of everyone.

"You all have seen it clearly, this guy in my hand is more ruthless than me, if you don't let go, I will really be rude!"

"Chu Yinge, aren't you being too presumptuous!" After hearing the sound, Mrs. Zhang rushed over to see Chu Yinge's arrogance, and was so angry that her whole body hurt.

Seeing Mrs. Zhang, instead of being afraid, Chu Yinge laughed even more flamboyantly.

"That's great, I really got it all together now, otherwise I might have to take the trouble to invite you."

"What do you want?" Seeing the long whip in Chu Yin's singer, Mrs. Zhang still had lingering fears.

Back then, it was this thing in Chu Yin's singer that made her lose face.

Walking down the steps step by step, the smile on his face became colder and colder until he completely put away the smile.

"Let me ask you, who has been close to the second young master recently?"

"Are you talking to me?" Mrs. Zhang looked surprised. Although Chu Yinge didn't call her mother in the past, she knew how to say Madam, but now she uses such a questioning tone.

"Do you remember your own identity?"

"It is precisely because I remember my identity that I dare to talk to you like this. Don't forget, I am not the Ninth Miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion. I am the veritable Seventh Princess, belonging to the emperor's relatives."

In the last sentence, Chu Yinge deliberately emphasized his tone.

Sure enough, when she heard what Chu Yinge said, panic flashed across Zhang's face. She was used to ordering Chu Yinge around, but for a moment she forgot that the person in front of her was already the Seventh Princess.

Chu Yinge captured Zhang's panic without fail.

"I'll give you half a quarter of an hour to think about whether to hand over this person, or to have your cramp skinned."

(End of this chapter)