The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"You have a great plan?" Ye Yichen raised her eyebrows and looked at Xu Tianyou.

"There is no magic plan, there are still subtle plans." Xu Tianyou smiled slightly, unpredictably.

Suncheon Mansion, dark and humid, with hazy smells lingering on the tip of the nose, smoky, and Song Qingyan was lying on the dirty grass, her eyes closed, her small face pale and bloodless, and her body was horizontal and vertical Full of scars, I do n’t know if it ’s dead or alive ...

Murong Rou stood in front of the iron railing and cried in tears: "Qingyan, you wake up, Qingyan, your mother came to see you ..."

Song Qingyan's eyes were closed, no response ...

Murong Rou's eyes were full of sorrow, tears were flowing down the cheeks, and her sad crying sounded in most of the prison: "Qing Yan, mother I'm sorry, Qing Yan ..."

"What's the point of crying now?" Song Tian asked to come forward on crutches, watching Murong Rou's eyes angry and spitting out fire: "Good daughter, you are half dead, you are still in prison, you cry now No matter how sad she is, she can't recover as before ... "

Murong Rou's complexion instantly gloomy, staring at Song Tian fiercely and asking: "It's your turn to ask about things between our mother and daughter ..."

"Benhou didn't bother to ask about your dirty things, but Qingyan is also Benhou's daughter. You hurt Qingyan, you are hurting Benhou ..." Song Tian asked coldly and interrupted her, and the cold shot burst into her eyes.

Murongrou's eyes were sharp: "Are you blaming our mother and daughter for causing you trouble?"

"It's not Qingyan who is betraying Benhou, you are bother Benhou and Qingyan, do you dare to say that cold poison is in the hot spring, did you instruct Qingyan? Do you dare to say that the cold poison was not given to Qingyan? Murong Xue ’s words were n’t what you taught Qingyan ... ”Song Tian asked sharply and asked, louder than louder, and louder than louder.

Murong Rou was unreasonable and his eyes flashed unnaturally: "I didn't intentionally harm Qing Yan ..."

"I know, you want Qing Yan to count Murong Xue, you want to climb to a high official, to find a powerful wife for your brother, it's true that people go high, but why don't you think about it, is Murong Xue So good to deal with? You have fought against her so many times, which one has won? "

Song Tian asked the condescending stare at Murong Rou and mocked: "Full defeats and repeated battles are good qualities, but you also have to use your brain to think about what consequences you will get after failure. Reckless calculations regardless of the consequences are the end of Qingyan. Now ... "

Murong Rou's eyes were faint: "I just want to help my brother and make him a man ..."

"Your brother is more than 30 years old, and has been in the officialdom for more than ten years. He has a strategy and a brain. What does he want, he won't fight for it himself, but will you let me help you?"

Song Tian asked to be recklessly reprimanded: "You are an abandoned woman who has been laid off, An Fen Shou has stayed in Zhen Guohou Mansion, and it will be fine after the second half of her life. Why do you still come out and stir up? Your life will be overwhelmed by you, are you satisfied? "

"Song Tian asked, you were born the tallest son-in-law, you don't understand the pain of our second-in-law being bullied ..." Murong Rou stared at Song Tian and snarled sharply.

Song Tian asked disdainfully: "Murong Rou, you have been bullying others all the time, who dares to bully you? At that time, Murong Yue, Fenghua peerless, righteous, after taking up his position, never treated your mother and son three half points Now Murong Ye is only 14 years old and has never done something bad for you ... "

"Song Tian asked, said so little justice and awe-inspiring. At first, when we were just married, you didn't scorn Murong Yue with me." Murong Rou squinted Song Tian and asked, his eyes and brows mockingly: "Now, the fire is like this If it burns, is your brain burned or burnt out, even helping Murong Yue's family to speak ... "

"Shut up." Song Tian asked loudly and interrupted him, and his eyes were filled with anger!

Murong softly ignored it and said: "I almost forgot, there is a saying that it's okay, it hangs high, Lord Hou Song has parted ways with me, my glory, my humiliation is not related to Song Hou There is a slight relationship, so Song Houye is indifferent to my pursuit of fame and fortune. If I am still Mrs. Song, Song Houye must be very supportive of me, calculating Murong Xue for fame and fortune ... "

"Shut up, Ben Hou and you have nothing to say. Ben Hou is not interested in asking about your Murong family, but you remember clearly, don't use Qing Yan to count people, otherwise, Ben Hou is absolutely forgiving Can't you! "Song Tian asked, screaming loudly, his eyes burning with anger.

Murong Rou disdainfully snorted: "I see, but Hou Song, the top priority, still think about it, how to save Qing Yan, she is seriously injured, if she stays in this filthy prison, she will be worried ... "

"Qingyan was you. You tried to save her ..." Song Tian asked her back angrily.

Murong Rou frowned tightly: "Qingyan offended the Prince of Xiaoyao, Princess Qiqi, a lady in my house, how could you think of a way to save her ..."

Song Tian asked, frowning slightly: "Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen have a good relationship. It's better to ask for Murong Xue ..."

"Forget it, Qingyan's calculation is Murongxue, with Murongxue's must-have temperament, it would be nice if no one tortured Qingyan in the prison, and begged her to let others go ..." Murongrou didn't want to think, Refused.

"What should I do?" Song Tian asked Song Qingyan, who was lying in a big prison, with an unknown life and death, frowning tightly: "Qingyan doesn't seem to be able to support it for long, can Murongxue not work at all?" Shaochen, there is Princess Qiqi, they dare not think ...

Murong Rou pondered for a moment, a glint of light flashed in his eyes: "It is not entirely impossible to ask Murong Xue to let others go."

Song Tian asked his eyes, "What do you mean?"

Murong Rou smiled slightly, mysteriously, strangely.

As the clouds evacuated, the mist subsided, and a little golden light penetrated the clouds and spilled onto the ground.

Ye Yichen wore a purple purplish robe and slowly walked into the room of Qinghui Garden of Hot Spring Villa.

Murongxue was afraid of the cold. After coming out of the other courtyard, he did not return to Zhenguohou Palace or Xiaoyao Palace, but came here directly.

There was no bead curtain hanging between the inner and outer rooms of the room. Ouyang Shaochen clearly saw that Murong Xue was wearing a snowy blue dress and was sitting in front of the dressing table, slowly selecting jewelry.

Ouyang Shaochen stood behind her, holding a wooden comb and gently combing her hair. The spontaneous movement and natural appearance made Ye Yichen's eyes tingle slightly.

Murongxue's hair was black and smooth, and he flew up and down in the hands of Ouyang Shaochen, and soon he had combed into a delicate bun ...