In the garden, there was a patch of silvery white under the cover of snow.
Lin Chuyue sat on the railing of the garden and looked at the withered scene before him.
It was really just as Li Niang said, trouble after trouble came to her one after another, and she could only choose to do things that would cause them the least harm from the mess.
Sometimes, Lin Chuyue really wanted to kill Yuwen Jing and then leave with Feng Yan.
However, letting such a large family stay in the Hua Kingdom was basically an impossible task.
The Lin Chuyue at this time was sighing emotionally, as the black-robed figure gradually drew closer, and when she felt the annoying aura approaching, Lin Chuyue's body flashed, maintaining a safe distance from Yuwen Jing.
"Your Majesty The Emperor, don't you know that people can scare people to death?"
Dressed in a purple dress, Lin Chuyue's long sleeves dragged across the ground while being dyed with snow.
Yuwen Jing stood in the corridor, half-squinting his eyes as he looked at Lin Chuyue, who was hiding in front of him.
"This outfit is not suitable for you, and Queen of Yan Kingdom's phoenix robe is still the most suitable for you."
"Hur hur."
Hearing Yuwen Jing's words, Lin Chuyue laughed coldly.
"Your Majesty The Emperor really likes to joke around. I, Lin Chuyue, in this lifetime, am only fit to wear Prince Yan's Wife's formal attire. As for Queen of Yan Kingdom's phoenix robe, doesn't Your Majesty The Emperor feel that it's laughable?"
"Yue Er."
"Stop."
Just as Yuwen Jing wanted to speak, Lin Chuyue stretched out her hand and interrupted him.
"Firstly, the Yue'er you speak of is Queen of Yan Kingdom Lin Chuyue. However, I must tell you one thing. If it's's Yue'er, please address me as Prince Yan's Wife. The two of us aren't familiar with each other, and if Your Majesty The Emperor calls me that, my Duke would be jealous. "
Lin Chuyue didn't even want to come into contact with Yuwen Jing at all. This would only increase her urge to kill Yuwen Jing.
But she still had to endure it, for Yuwen Jing would not die so easily.
"Your Majesty The Emperor, this wangfei will now be taking his leave. I hope that you can return to the Yan Kingdom safely with your life."
Clenching his fists tightly, every time he looked at Yuwen Jing, the rationality that Lin Chuyue felt herself to be clear-headed would collapse.
After taking in a deep breath, Lin Chuyue turned around and left. However, the moment she took a step forward, Yuwen Jing's voice sounded from behind him, causing him to turn around, her eyes filled with killing intent.
"Yue Er, even if you hate me, you still have me in your heart, don't you?"
Because of her hatred, whether it was Lin Chuyue or Lin Chuyue, he, Yuwen Jing had always been in her heart, wasn't he?
A smile appeared on his lips, and the smile in Yuwen Jing's eyes instantly ignited the flames of anger in his eyes.
"Your Majesty The Emperor, if I kill your entire family, your closest friends, and your unborn child, standing here and talking to you like this, what would you do?"
Step by step, Lin Chuyue walked in front of Yuwen Jing as she slowly reached out her hand from Yuwen Jing's face down, "Does Your Majesty The Emperor know that when the thirteen arrows passed through your body, the feeling of a child leaving your abdomen is still heart-wrenching?
Lin Chuyue tilted her head lightly, blinked her eyes, and said, "Yuwen Jing, right now, I'm Lin Chuyue, the Prince Yan's Wife, the only woman that the Flame King has ever loved and loved. Yet, you, the murderer, had personally killed your child, your wife.
"So what if you are Lin Chuyue? You are still my woman under this skin. We will let you stay in the Hua Kingdom for a while, when the time is ripe, we will naturally bring you back to the palace."
Yuwen Jing's eyes turned gloomy, every word of Lin Chuyue's hurt her heart.
However, he couldn't refute her.
"We will eventually take you back from Feng Yan, and that day isn't too far away."
"Hmph, in the end, I will make you kneel in the Yumen Pass, and that day will also not be too far away."
With a wave of her purple sleeve, Lin Chuyue turned around and left with a smile.
Beneath the wide purple sleeves, Lin Chuyue clenched her fists tightly and fiercely gritted her teeth, suppressing the hatred in her heart towards Yuwen Jing.
"Moon."
Qing Yi looked at Lin Chuyue's back, her sword-like eyebrows knitted together as she followed behind Lin Chuyue.
"I'm fine."
He let out a breath, and let out all the hatred that he had been suppressing in his heart.
She had wanted to clarify and clarify what she had said with Yuwen Jing long ago.
In fact, Lin Chuyue was very clear that she wanted to ask Yuwen Jing why he had been so ruthless back then.
But now she understood that none of this mattered.
Only by dying in her hands would Yuwen Jing be able to dispel the hatred in his heart.
"If that's true, then we will be leaving for the Li Kingdom in seven days. You, Qing Zhu and the others should go prepare everything, there's no telling what kind of demons or ghosts we will encounter on the way."
"Alright."
Qingyi glanced at Lin Chuyue, her eyes still filled with worry.
But in a flash, he and Qing Zhu went to prepare the daily necessities needed for their departure in three days.
Returning to the royal study from the palace's garden, he saw Feng Yan walking out from afar.
After running a few steps forward, Lin Chuyue suddenly threw herself into Feng Yan's embrace.
"Feng Yan, I'm hungry."
"Yes, This King is hungry as well."
The hunger in Feng Yan's words and his hunger were completely different. Lin Chuyue looked at Feng Yan with a blushing face and said helplessly, "I won't be ashamed."
"What is there for This King to be ashamed of when discussing matters in the room with his wife?"
Feng Yan's words made Lin Chuyue's face turn even more red, and even Kun Peng and the others who were protecting him in the dark couldn't help but admire their master.
However, when Kun Peng thought of Liu Er, he started to giggle foolishly.
No wonder the prince tormented the Prince's Wife until daybreak every day. After these few days of experience, Kun Peng couldn't help but become even more addicted to Liu Er.
"What are you laughing so foolishly for? Your highness and wangfei are both far away."
Lu Xiao, who was at the side, rolled his eyes at Kun Peng.
"What do you know? How would a raw melon seed know the benefits of a family if it doesn't have a family? Get out of the way."
Kun Peng's smiling face made everyone feel nauseous. This guy really got lucky and not him, he really sympathized with Sister Liu Er, to actually marry such a thick-skinned old man.
"What are you waiting for!"
Seeing the contemptuous look in everyone's eyes, Kun Peng looked up and completely ignored them, they must be jealous of him.