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357. A Batch of Wit

"What? Are you very proud to see me like this?"

Wen Yuwan glared at Cheng Fenglou fiercely.

"Even if I, Wen Yuwan, have nothing! I don't need you to pity me, just get out of here!"

The word "go" was heartbreaking and almost exhausted all Wen Yuwan's strength.

The next moment, her vision went dark, and she couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.



Inside the East Palace, the lights are brightly lit.

The prince gritted his teeth and threw the memorial in his hand to the ground.

"Your Highness, calm down!"

Jie Hong knelt on the ground, not daring to raise her head, "Since Your Highness is unwilling to give in, why not read a copy of Prince Yu?"

The prince was silent and looked down at Jie Hong.

Xie Hong became more courageous, "Prince Yujun forcibly transferred Wan Guangsheng to Dali Temple, which is against the rules. Why don't we let him be convicted of prison robbery?"

The prince was furious and kicked Jie Hong on the shoulder.

"Do you think this prince doesn't want to? You haven't seen it yet?"

"How could Lao Qi dare to be so arrogant without Father's will?!"

The prince's eyes were red and his chest was heaving violently.

Jie Hong was kicked, but she didn't dare to act recklessly. She could only grit her teeth and kneel on the ground.

The prince barely calmed down his anger.

"How's the situation with Blackstone?"

"I'm still trying recently! But I haven't found the legendary destined person yet."

"Then let's not try it... let's start directly with Wen Ranran!"

A flash of irritation flashed between the prince's brows.

"You go find Hawkeye...send a few more people, remember, you can only capture him alive!"

"yes!"



Yujun Prince's Mansion.

Wen Ranran was holding a pot of wine and looking out the window at the violent storm that had driven down a tree and the begonias were left red.

On the side, Xia Lishuang also held a jade wine glass in her hand.

It was windy and rainy outside the window, but the two people inside the window were very relaxed at the moment.

"Why didn't Ranran take action today?"

Xia Lishuang took a sip of wine, looked at the woman's delicate profile, and asked with a smile.

Wen Ranran was silent for a moment.

"I don't know... I just... saw Wen Yuwan protecting Xia Yanyan, it reminded me a little of my mother."

Xia Lishuang was startled, then gently tidied Wen Ranran's broken hair on her shoulders.

"Not blinded by hatred, this is the Ran Ran I know!"

Wen Ranran turned back and stared at Xia Lishuang, her always clever fox eyes seemed to be full of peach blossom water.

Her cheeks were as red as clouds, carrying a fatal temptation.

"Ran Ran..."

This voice is full of endless love.

"Ms. sir, you are drunk!"

Xia Lishuang got closer and closer, and Wen Ranran fell into her affectionate eyes for a moment.

"Little liar!"

Xia Lishuang's breath tickled her ears. Wen Ranran closed her eyes and pursed her lips slightly unconsciously.

Xia Lishuang smiled and put her hand on the back of Wen Ranran's head.

The atmosphere was anxious and ambiguous.

At this moment, Jiang Tang's voice came from outside the door, "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

The two people's movements froze.

Wen Ranran pushed Xia Lishuang away, whose face turned black as ashes, and looked at the door bitterly.

Tangtang, you'd better have something important to report!



Penal Department Dungeon.

The emperor, dressed in bright yellow dark clothes, stood in prison, looking particularly disharmonious.

In front of him was Xia Yanyan, whose hands and feet were tied to the torture rack.

Xia Yanyan's consciousness has returned to clarity. She looked at the emperor in front of her and sneered.

"It's really hard for Fourth Brother to think of coming to see me at this time!"

The emperor just looked at Xia Yanyan, as if through her now riddled skin, he could see the arrogant little princess in bright clothes and angry horses when she was a child.

"...You have changed a lot over the years."

"There is nothing constant in this world. Can't Fourth Brother ask you to put yourself in a urn and take action against me?"

Xia Yanyan's hair was disheveled and she huddled in the corner, with a rare trace of desolation flashing between her brows.

"At this point, I only have one question to ask you, where is the gold necklace now?"

The emperor stared into Xia Yanyan's eyes and said calmly.


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