Ferocious Beast Concubine: Waste Second Miss

As the dragon chariot started majestically, the overlord who played with power, had all-around skills, and controlled the emperor's mind returned to the palace again.

The inner strength that Xuan Chun had been accumulating in his arms was slowly released and returned to his body. He was ready to fight to the death. He would not just surrender and capture him, otherwise he would both be destroyed.

It seems that Xuan Ye once again chose the throne in the face of emotion and power.

Huh, he has given up all emotions long ago. Everyone is just a stepping stone for him.

Xuan Ye is no longer the passionate and simple brother he used to be.

I don’t know why, King Chun felt a little disappointed——

Inside the mourning hall.

Fang Yu was taking care of things in the mourning hall. Prince Chun's palace was extremely noble, and the emperor's personal visit attracted more nobles from the capital to flock to it.

She turned around.

Suddenly a shadow stood in front of her and stopped her.

"It seems that the emperor is not very satisfied with the prince?" she said lightly.

"All this is thanks to you." King Chun looked at Fang Yu with eager eyes.

Fang Yu played with the gold and silver paper money in his hand, turned around, squinted at the corner of his eyes, and a trace of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I don't know what the prince is talking about?"

"What a sudden death! Princess Chun, Yao Qin's death, you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you!" Prince Chun looked livid, his eyes seemed to be dripping with blood, and he stared at Fang Yu.

"Oh, then tell me, Your Majesty, what does it matter?" Fang Yu put down the money paper in his hand and raised his head high, not afraid of Prince Chun's gaze at all.

"You! Do you have to break up with me?"

King Chun grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall.

What is the woman in front of him thinking in her heart? She can risk her own life to save him, but she can also be as poisonous as a scorpion, causing a bloody storm in the palace, and treating human life as nothing. King Chun asked himself that he was not a kind person, but this woman in front of him, he

Blurred.

King Chun didn't like this feeling of being out of control.

"Humph, does Prince Chun think it makes any difference whether I tear off my face or not? Anyway, it's just a tool for you to detoxify, Your Majesty. Sudden death is meant to deceive others, but committing suicide for love is the real thing." Fang Yu said coldly.

laugh.

King Chun was startled, stunned by her eyes that were as cold as ice.

She was so similar to Huan'er. He unconsciously let go of the hand holding her down.

After a long time to regain consciousness, his eyes darkened: "Others don't know, don't think that I am also confused. Yao Qin's heart has always been for only one person, committing suicide for love, leaving a suicide note written in blood. Huh, you can't think of such a thing.

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Fang Yu smiled faintly, knowing that Prince Chun already knew the truth. She walked slightly to his ear and said softly: "It turns out that the prince has known for a long time that her heart belongs to the emperor. The prince is here today to thank me for settling this matter for you.

Eyeliner?"

King Chun had no expression on his face: "This is my king's business, and you don't need to interfere!"

"It seems that you two brothers are really similar. One is more powerful than the other. Since she loves the emperor, why did she marry into the prince's house?"

"Shut up! I said you don't need to meddle in other people's business!" King Chun cursed angrily.

"Actually, you've always convinced yourself that she married you just to be the emperor's spy, right?"

Prince Chun shook his body slightly and clenched his jaw: "Isn't it?"

"You are wrong. On the contrary, she defied Xuan Ye and asked to marry you. To put it bluntly, she is a wounded woman who threw herself into the arms of another man in order to regain the attraction of her beloved man. It's sad——"

Fang Yu has read Yaoqin's memory and naturally knows Yaoqin's true inner world.

Fang Yu finished speaking calmly. Looking at the coffin, it looked like a sleeping Yao Qin. He felt even more pitiful.

The relationship is sad, and she is also a poor person.

King Chun froze on the spot. Only one thought came to his mind: Curse, this is the curse of fate. Women who approach him will not end well——