Nan Yunrou said coldly: "As long as you admit it, the people in Yegong will no longer doubt me."

Looking at Nan Yunrou's vicious face, Ye Feng's anger surged: "Why do you think I will help you?"

Nan Yunrou laughed softly: "Just because Yue'er is now a member of the Tang Mansion, just... whether these people in your Night Palace can survive depends entirely on my thoughts."

These words made Ye Feng's heart fall into the ice cellar in an instant. His blood-filled eyes stared at Nan Yunrou.

"Nan Yunrou! Why did you do this?"

When Nan Yunrou was so concerned about the prince, why did she become so vicious now?

Or, what she cares about is never the prince, but the position of the Regent Princess!

"I can't blame me for doing this. He forced me to do this," Nan Yunrou sneered. "Since he doesn't want to marry me, then after his death, I will also occupy the position of regent."

"No one can ever take anything from my hands, especially Nanyan!"

Ye Feng clenched his fists tightly, his eyes red.

Seeing Ye Feng's angry look, Nan Yunrou curled up the corners of her lips slightly, and a curve flashed in her eyes.

"Of course, I can't bear to leave the prince's body alive. As long as you admit the identity of the fetus in my womb, I will ask the Tang Mansion to help find his body."

"You know, Yue'er is very popular in the Tang Mansion. As long as she says, the people in the Tang Mansion will fight for her to do things for her."

Ye Feng's heart trembled violently.

Over the past few days, he has suffered a lot, and every time what appears in his mind is Jun Juechen jumping off the cliff.

He was desperate, sad, and regretful.

I wish I could leave with the prince.

But he finally held on.

The prince lost his life just to find the young master, so even if he gave all his money, he would definitely bring them back.

Until then, he must not die!

So, after hearing Nan Yunrou's words, his anger was suppressed by him.

Only those eyes still had a scarlet light.

"Can you really find the prince and the young master?"

Nan Yunrou's eyes flashed: "If you don't help me, I will not let the Ye Palace people take a step out of the capital. If you prove my child's identity, not only the Ye Palace people, but the Tang Mansion can help find someone."

"It's better than really leaving the prince's body dead."

Originally, Nan Yunrou recalled the people from Ye Palace to force Ye Feng.

She knew that Ye Feng would want to bury Jun Juechen in his ancestral grave no matter what.

Only in this way can she threaten him.

Ye Feng gradually closed his eyes.

After a while, he opened his eyes, his clenched fists clattered, and his entire arm was thundering.

"Okay, I hope you can trust and get the prince back."

Hearing this, Nan Yunrou smiled proudly: "Wouldn't you be so conscious of your appearance? You don't have to suffer so much."

"Come, take Ye Feng out. I want to see. Now, who else in the world dares to doubt the identity of the fetus in my belly!"

She snorted coldly and turned to walk outside the woodshed.

Looking at the direction where Nan Yunrou left, Ye Feng softened his body and collapsed on the ground.

The handsome face was covered with despair.

He never thought that one day their night palace would be coerced by others.

If the prince was still there, these things would not have happened, and they did not need to be afraid of a Tang Mansion.


Chapter completed!