Chapter 61

Han xuyao cold sentence, Chen wendun steps down, he guessed that Han xuyao should be OK, but did not think that he has come back, the bottom of my heart a spirit, that Wang Xian is really not enough, more than defeat!

I thought that he could hurt King Jing, but I thought that they were just scheming. Now I stood in front of him, ready to ask for a crime, and it was blocked in my throat.

"Wang Ye..."

He forbeared the anger in his heart, bowed to salute, ready to go on, but Yan Luoli took over.

"Lord, thanks to Mr. Chen's abandonment of his manor, the water has receded so fast. We must say a few words in front of our father in the future. We can't let Mr. Chen lose everything, can we?"

Han xuyao's eyes started to smile. The ghost spirit knew what he was going to say, so he blocked his mouth.

Chen Wen's face was black and white, and he had no chance to speak at all.

At the moment, I can only smile.

"Where the princess is, it's just an abandoned garden, no harm."

"Mr. Chen is very noble. He is in charge of the relief fund of 800000 vehicles. He helps the victims build their new homes. Remember to do the accounts carefully. Don't be like your subordinates."

Yan Luoli smiles with curved eyebrows, but with a double light, her cold eyes have no warmth.

Wind light cloud light words, into the ears of Chen Wen, like a stone hit in the heart.

"Yes, I will do my best."

Chen's heart was trembling with anger, so he had to deal with it first. The next thing needs to be considered in the long run.

At present, King Jing should have no specific whereabouts of the other two million taels.

We have to send them away. Maybe we can get along.

"Prince and princess, now the flood has subsided. The prince and princess have made great contributions. I'm going to hold a banquet in the palace. Please honor me."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. The princess hasn't slept for a few days. I'll give it up today. I'll talk about it later."

Han xuyao painfully looked at Yan Luoli beside him. His small face climbed up into the black circles under his eyes. The corners of his eyes were a little droopy. He didn't have much spirit. Just now, he yawned a lot.

Without waiting for Chen Wen's reaction, Han xuyao directly picks up Yan Luoli and goes to the house, leaving Chen Wen standing alone at the door.

Looking at the back of the two men, Chen Wen's eyes were cold.

Angrily back to the mansion, Xia housekeeper presented the letter to the capital.

Open, Chen Wen's face full of shock.

There are only a few sentences in the letter, which roughly means that your majesty has already known about Tongzhou. The confession has been sent to your majesty. Please take care of yourself, Mr. Chen.

The letter in his hand slipped and Chen wenleng was there.

"Didn't you say that the messenger had been removed?"?! The confession has also been destroyed. How can it be in your Majesty's hands? "

Chen Wen kicks Xia housekeeper in front of him to the ground and roars at him.

"Master, the man who was sent to deliver the letter, the slave did send someone to get rid of it. You destroyed the confession yourself when you got it back!"

Summer housekeeper also accepted stuffy, how is this possible.

When he thought about it, he thought it was wrong.

"I heard that two confessions were recorded. This princess Jing is really cautious."

"Watch your head!"

Chen Wen is a foot again, trampled Xia housekeeper directly on the ground.

"I want you to send someone to watch. If you can stop the first, you can stop the second. How did the confession get to your majesty?"

"Slave, I don't know..."

Summer housekeeper a face of confusion, pale face full of fear.

His eyes fell on the fallen paper, and there was a sentence behind it besides the confession.

"Sir, sir, you see, there is still something behind it."

Pointing to the envelope, Xia Guan raised his head, eyes full of pleading.

Chen Wen raised his foot and picked up the letter on the ground.

"If you want peace, you must get rid of Yan Luoli."

If you look at the handwriting in the letter carefully, the sentence seems to have been added later, and the writing method seems a little more elegant.

Chen Wen didn't care. He just turned the letter into ashes and covered his eyes with haze.

Yan Luoli, if you are so aggressive, you will die here!

Han xuyao looked at the pillow and fell asleep. He took away too much sharpness and became gentle.

Fondly stroked her thin cheek, got up and took off her shoes, wanted to put them away for her, let her sleep more stable.

Lift up her feet and you'll be there.

The bloodstain printed on the sock stabbed his eyes, and his heart was seized.

How many roads have you taken? He asked himself, looking up at her sleeping face with a slight frown.

Qiu'er came in with a box of ointment and pestle behind Han xuyao.She was afraid to speak when she felt his cold breath.

Han xuyao looked back. Qiu Er stepped back nervously. He stretched his hand straight and handed the ointment to Han xuyao. He lowered his head and opened his mouth tremblingly.

"Sister Lan'er asked me to send the medicine."

Han xuyao raised his hand to take the ointment and gently took off Yan Luoli's socks. The soles of his feet were no longer what they looked like.

Across the pain in his heart, Han xuyao put her foot on his knee, opened the ointment, remembered something, and suddenly spoke coldly to qiu'er who was going out.

"How did she get hurt?"

Qiu'er stops at the door and turns back. He looks at Han xuyao as if he is frightened. He immediately lowers his head.

"Two days ago, the princess sister heard that you were missing and searched for you all night..."

The little voice was as light as a mosquito, but Han xuyao could not hear a word.

The heart seems to be caught by something, there is a little pain, there is a little sour, there is a little sweet.

He waved his hand, motioned qiu'er to step down and gently rubbed the ointment on Yan Luoli.

It's all like this. You're still running around. Don't you feel pain?!

A murmur from the bottom of my heart, feeling her feet pulling, he subconsciously raised his head, cold eyes across a trace of panic.

Did it hurt her? He looked up and saw her frowning and murmuring.

"Pain..."

Yan Luo Li sobbed a, eyebrow loosen, turn a direction, and then sleep in the past.

"Silly girl!"

Han xuyao read a sentence in a low voice and continued to give her the medicine. The action was a little softer.

After smearing the medicine, he tucked her into the quilt, sat beside her, let her pillow on his own body, and watched her sleep sweetly, with some tenderness in her eyes.

Holding her, unconsciously, he also fell asleep.

When she wakes up, she hears the movement outside. Yan Luoli gets up from Han xuyao's arms.

Before he got down to the ground, he was pulled back by Han xuyao.

"Don't move!"

Say, let LAN ER and small man come in to dress for her, embrace her out of the medicine room.

Outside the medicine house, the people knelt down and their eyes fell on Yan Luoli and Han xuyao.

Why so many people?!

Yan Luoli's face turned red and her head was buried on his shoulder

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