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522 Young Master, You Are Too Black-Bbelled 24

"Brother Yan, let's go. [26nbsp;]" Zhong Lingxiu pulled Yan Wei's sleeve. This food epidemic is equivalent to an incurable disease. If you get infected, you will die. She will not pretend to be generous and take care of Zhuge Mingzhu. As long as she goes there, she will definitely die and will never return to Shengjing.

"General Yan, you'd better leave."

Both adults spoke up, not because they did not understand the relationship between husband and wife, because Jingzhou could no longer bear any heavy blows. If something happened to Yan Weile, their lives would be over.

Yan Weile nodded and looked at Qiyin, "Zhu'er, you must take good care of yourself."

"Don't worry, I will be fine, I will live longer than you." Qiyin's eyes were like a torch, and they were alienated and cold.

If she was angry, Yan Weile felt a little better. No matter if she blamed him for hating him, as long as she was still angry and would survive and settle the score with him, she would be more at ease.

Seeing them leaving one after another, until she was left alone in the room, Qiyin could not suppress the sadness in her heart, and tears could not be stopped. She kept telling herself repeatedly that it was not worth it, but she was still very sad.

Qiyin grabbed the bedding on her body and covered her head, just trying to shrink herself into a closed world.

People are so fickle, can't they be trustworthy?

Why, being single-minded is so difficult for them men.

Cry, after crying, it is useless to not be like this again. Yan Qiyin, Yan Qiyin, have you heard it?

One day, she would let Yan Weile see clearly. The woman he loved and protected was so scheming. He was just a fool who was fooled.

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Under the magnificent hall, the princes were silent and were all scared by the emperor on the high-level dragon throne, and his legs were weak. His Majesty, who was usually gentle and kind, seemed to have changed to another person, his face was covered with blood and blood, and his eyes flashed with coldness that captured his heart.

Yun Huan looked through the memorial, held the paper tightly, tried his best to endure the urge to kill people, closed it hard, glanced at His Highness and the princes, because they fell on Luo Zhongxing, their eyes were even darker and darker, and they opened their lips coldly: "The situation in Jingzhou is so serious, why isn't anyone here to report it!"

The official grain was robbed, and Yan Weile actually asked the Zhuge family for help, but it was not the court. Moreover, no one below mentioned such a major event, which caused a headless case. He really thought that the emperor would die!

"Your Majesty, I have no idea in advance. I did not expect that Yan Weile would be secretly punished without reporting it." Luo Zhongxing was calm and said every word was reasonable, and he also completely blamed.

Yun Huan held the memorial and restrained the anger in his pupils. He ignored the good sentences so clean without knowing it. This batch of official grain is not a small amount, and the ones sent to escort are also elite soldiers and generals. How could it be easily robbed by a group of unknown bandits? The twists and turns of these are not proven and cannot be investigated in depth.

It seems that Yan Weile has become a stumbling block for some people, and they are so eager to get rid of him!

He transferred Yan Weile to Jingzhou, and he was indeed selfish, but he just wanted to keep him away from Shengjing. His unintentional action made them reveal their tails, and finally couldn't help it!
Chapter completed!
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