Chapter 413

It's impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Situ Jiaojiao's eyes slowly turned cold. When she was about to fight Leng Qingyan, she caught a glimpse of Chen Yi coming this way. Her eyes flashed, and a sly smile came from the corners of her mouth, so she fell down.

Leng Qingyan looked at the fallen situ Jiaojiao in horror. He didn't do anything! What's the matter with this woman? Just as she was about to check, a figure came to situ Jiaojiao first.

"Leng Qingyan, what are you doing?" Chen Yi looked at Leng Qingyan with angry eyes.

Leng Qingyan looked at situ Jiaojiao, who was held in Chen Yi's arms. This woman knew martial arts, so she didn't do anything. She didn't have anything after a pregnant woman fell, no coma, no bleeding. There was a provocative smile on her mouth. She was proud!

Chen Yi's eyes always looked at Leng Qingyan. There was disgust and anger in his eyes. He said, "Leng Qingyan, why do you do this?" it was a question and a rebuke.

"Leng Qingyan didn't speak or explain. She knew that even if she explained, Chen couldn't believe her at this time.

"Leng Qingyan, you poisonous woman, you hurt Qing'er before, and now you hurt Jiao Jiao again. How can you be so cruel?" Chen Yi's voice rang coldly in the room. Leng Qingyan slowly lifted up the corners of his mouth and showed a bitter smile. The hand in his sleeve was tightly clenched into a fist.

"What if I did it? Chen Yi, you are only allowed to hurt my child again and again, don't you allow me to hurt your child?" Leng Qingyan slowly loosened his clenched hand, looked at Chen Yi and asked with a sneer.

Chen Yi gave situ Jiaojiao to the green bead on one side, stood up slowly, walked to Leng Qingyan's face, and suddenly reached out to hold Leng Qingyan's chin and said, "I wanted to poison your eloquent mouth a long time ago. I warn you that if you do anything that makes me unhappy next time, you will never end well." Chen Yi said that he would leave.

"Chen Yi!" Leng Qingyan called him and asked, "what do you want to take jun'er?"

Chen Yi was stunned, frowned, looked at Leng Qingyan and said, "what are you talking about? When did I take your son?"

"Not you?" Leng Qingyan slowly lowered his eyes. Chen Yi said that if he didn't take jun'er, he wouldn't have taken jun'er. If Chen Yi didn't take jun'er, who took jun'er?

Chen doesn't know why Leng Qingyan asked him, nor is he in the mood to ask Leng Qingyan why. He won't admit what he hasn't done.

"Chen Yi, if you dare to hurt jun'er, I won't let you go!" Leng Qingyan shouted at Chen Yi's back and fell heavily to the ground.

Jun'er!

Jun'er, where are you!

"Qingyan!" Bai zhantang picked her up and gave her a glass of wine.

Leng Qingyan took the wine and drank it up. The bright red wine slid into her neck along her chin, showing the ultimate temptation.

"Brother zhantang!" Leng Qingyan slowly raised his godless eyes and looked at Bai zhantang, tears falling drop by drop.

"Qingyan, don't worry, I'll help you get the child back!" Bai zhantang gently hugged Leng Qingyan and said.

"Brother zhantang, the child is lost! Lost!" Leng Qingyan gently leaned his head on Bai zhantang's shoulder and burst into tears. He couldn't tell what it was like. It was so uncomfortable!

"No, no! Don't worry! The child won't lose, won't lose!" Bai zhantang comforted softly with Leng Qingyan's trembling body.

Leng Qingyan looked up at Bai zhantang and said, "brother zhantang, where will jun'er be? Where will he be!"

"Brother zhantang will help you get him back... Before Bai zhantang finished his comforting words, he heard a commotion at the door.

"I... I'll see how to get back!" Leng Renjun felt very uncomfortable. Looking at Bai zhantang holding Leng Qingyan, she knew that Bai zhantang liked Leng Qingyan and she was lovelorn. Nevertheless, she didn't want to give up. She believed that Bai zhantang would like her one day.

Leng Renjun ran out and came back soon. She said to Bai zhantang, "it's father-in-law an in the palace. I heard that father-in-law an murdered the emperor. The emperor wants to divide him into five parts!"

Anhuan!

That's not too bad, but not too good. Did he want to be executed instead of himself? For a while, Yan's mood was a little complicated. She knew that Tang yuntu wanted an Huan to take the blame for himself on the one hand, and an Huan to call out Chen Yi on the other.

The murder at the capital wharf made Tang yuntu panic. He was afraid that Chen also took the throne away! After all, he also likes the supreme position!

"Let's go and have a look!" Bai zhantang knew Leng Qingyan would like to see it. After all, it's about two men she cares about. She naturally wants to see it.

Leng Qingyan nodded silently. She wanted to go, not for anything else. She just wanted to see how an Huan died. Chen could not save an Huan. She knew that Chen Yi would not stop moving forward for anyone. She knew what Chen Yi thought in her heart.

There are many people in the streets of the capital, old and young, all around the Dharma field, and the eunuch an Huan, who once amazed the cold face, sits on the ground in chains, with a big word of sin written on his body!

"Execution!" a token was thrown on the ground. Leng Qingyan's eyes kept staring at the man, an Huan. When did he become so strong? Is this man an Huan? No, no!

"Kill him, kill her!" all the people said.

But the people on the stage didn't make any sound. The guillotine was about to fall. A figure flashed up from the crowd. Han Zimo tightly grasped the rope of the knife switch. His body was hanging in the air and still didn't want to let go. The knife seemed to be much heavier than his body.

Leng Qingyan looked at Han Zimo and suddenly understood that Tang yuntu fishing had never been an Huan, never an Huan! Han Zimo, it's him!

"Qing Yan, do you think that would be an Huan?" Bai zhantang asked, looking at Leng Qing Yan.

"No! Han Zimo was fooled!" Leng Qingyan stared at an Huan on the stage. She had seen an Huan. An Huan was not so strong. He was not an Huan. That might be a death penalty prisoner.

"Tang yuntu is very resourceful!" Bai zhantang said with a smile.

He doesn't care whether the man is an Huan or not. He only cares about the outcome of the incident. Han Zimo tried his best to pull the rope, and it took a lot of effort to wrap the rope back again. His arm abraded blood on the ground because of pulling the rope, and the broken flesh turned over in abnormal pain. His handsome face was pale. He tied the rope, kicked the executioner behind the prisoner off the platform, and the blade in his hand gently scratched the rope binding the prisoner.