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A two-person bamboo chair was covered with a thick layer of soft cushions. Tang Ying'er, who was pale and bleeding, sat there and was carried to the main hall. She was wrapped in a thick quilt and stared blankly.

ahead.

When she saw Yuwen Zhuo, who was standing next to the head of the Yuwen family, his face turned pale, his body was trembling like a fallen leaf after being torn by the autumn wind.

Impossible! How is this possible? Yu Wenzhuo screamed in horror in his heart: He had clearly confirmed that Tang Yinger was not breathing! Why, why would she be carried in alive now?

It's not impossible, it's absolutely impossible!

Yuwenzhuo's cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

He nervously watched Tang Ying'er being carried into the main hall on a bamboo chair, his mind turning over and over again, and countless thoughts passing through his mind.

Escape? Obviously impossible! There are many masters here, leaving aside Tang Yao and the head of the Tang clan. Where can Yu Wenzhuo escape in front of so many masters under the queen's throne?

The only way now is to deny it!

No matter what Tang Ying'er said, he would deny it in every possible way!

Having made up his mind, Yu Wenzhuo no longer panicked. Instead, he looked at Tang Ying'er coldly to see what tricks she was planning to play.

Since he dared to kill her once, he dared to kill her a second time, it’s no big deal!

He will not let anyone try to discredit Yu Wenzhuo's blossoming future!

Xuanhuang looked at the man Yu Wenzhuo and saw his expression clearly.

Looking at the expression on this man's face, Huang'er's heart grew colder and colder, and she became more and more contemptuous of his extremely poor character!

From Yu Wenzhuo's panic at the beginning to his calmness now, it can be said that his heart has gone through a fierce battle, and now he is completely calm. Not only does he not show the slightest guilt for the previous act of killing his wife, he even

Looking at that cold and hard expression, with a strong murderous intention, it was even more terrifying than before.

This person is hopeless, Huang'er said to herself in her heart.

This man has completely lost his humanity, and even the most basic conscience has been completely forgotten.

He deserves to die!

Although everyone was curious as to how the seriously injured Tang Ying'er was lifted up, they were all important ministers in the court and did not ask any questions. They just stood quietly on both sides, waiting for what the queen would say next.

"Ying'er, you...are you okay?" The delighted head of the Tang family came forward to greet him, looking at his daughter who was wilted in the bamboo chair, feeling happy and worried at the same time, "Ying'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you doing this?"

Injured so badly?"

After all, it is the nature of father and daughter. Although the head of the Tang Clan family does not care much about this daughter, she is still his daughter after all. Now that his daughter has come back to life, he is naturally happy.

Tang Yao felt the same way. After all, she was a sister connected by blood. No matter how much he didn't like her personality, he didn't want her to die.

Seeing the relieved expressions on her father and brother's faces, Tang Ying'er's nose felt sore and her tears flowed down, "Dad, big brother!"

"Ying'er, don't cry. Tell dad, who made you like this? Dad will never let him go!" A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the head of the Tang family.

"It's him, it's Yuwenzhuo! It's Yuwenzhuo who wants to kill me!"

The eyes of everyone present were directed at Yuwen Zhuo, especially the head of the Tang clan and Tang Yao. At that moment, they almost looked at Yu Wenzhuo's fierce gaze!

"Yu Wenzhuo!" Tang Yao roared angrily.

"Ying'er, are you confused by the fever? I will kill you? What are you saying?" Yu Wenzhuo hurriedly put on an innocent face and shouted, "You are my wife, how could I kill you?"

You? It’s too late for me to protect you, my dear!”

"Stop talking about these disgusting nonsense! Do you think that to this day, I will still believe those sweet words you said to me?" Tang Ying'er stared at her eyes angrily, looked up to the sky and laughed miserably, "Yu Wenzhuo! I have done this in my life.

The most wrong thing is to marry a narrow-minded, selfish villain like you! I have already died once! What reason do I have to unjustly accuse you of killing me?"

Yuwen Zhuo's face was so gloomy that it was almost scary. Xuanhuang believed that if Tang Ying'er were standing in front of him at this moment, he would reach out and strangle her to death without hesitation!

One night and a hundred days of grace between husband and wife! How many years of looking back at each other did they cultivate the fate of husband and wife in this life? How could this man become so cruel when he became so cruel?

"Yu Wenzhuo!!" The head of the Tang family roared angrily, "You beast! I'm going to kill you!"

After saying this, the large hem of his clothes shook violently, and a strong and powerful palm struck Yu Wenzhuo on the head, with a strong intention of killing him.

"Master Tang, you are wrong! How could you believe your daughter's one-sided words and accuse my third son of killing her? You don't know the situation at that time. It was true that people in our house were poisoned at that time! Moreover,

My third son was also unconscious and it took him a night to recover! Moreover, when he heard the news of Yinger’s death, he was extremely sad!”

"Old man Yuwen, you don't have to act anymore!" The head of the Tang family reprimanded angrily, and when he met old man Yuwen, they exchanged hands, "Yao'er, kill this beast!"

"It's father." Tang Yao couldn't help but teleport to the pale-faced Yu Wenzhuo, condensed his energy into a weapon, stretched out his hand, and a pair of large axes lay across his palms.

"Go to hell, Yuwenzhuo! No one can save you today!" Tang Yao's handsome face was cold, and his ax slashed straight at Yuwenzhuo. He kicked Yuwenzhuo's chest with a sharp blow from his legs.

How could Yu Wenzhuo, a small earthly martial sect, be the opponent of Tang Yao, a heavenly martial sect? He was at a disadvantage in just two moves.

Yu Wenying rushed aside early in the morning, not to mention helping Yu Wenzhuo. In his heart, he wished that he would die early and be reborn.

Old Yuwen was entangled by the head of the Tang Clan family. How could he help Yuwen Zhuo? He could only watch with red eyes as Yuwen Zhuo was kicked in the chest by Tang Yao, followed by the axe.

Yu Wenzhuo's body was slashed with several bloody lines.

In just a moment, Yu Wenzhuo was a bloody man rolling on the ground.

"Queen!! Please send someone to stop Captain Tang Yao of the Flying Dragon Team! My son is about to be killed!" I have never seen such a queen! The ministers were killing each other in the court, and the little queen watched with relish,

I just had to clap my hands and applaud.

Xuanhuang admitted that she really watched it as a movie, but Old Man Yuwen interrupted her interest halfway through the movie. She was very unhappy and distressed. She spread her little hands and shouted melancholy, "Master Yuwen, aren't you making things difficult for me?

?This is a family matter between your two families! Your son killed someone else’s daughter, and his father and brother want to kill your son. It’s reasonable and justified! This is a family matter between you two in-laws.

What kind of interference do I have in my heart? What kind of trouble is this? Master Yuwen, you are so disrespectful when you say this. I don’t even know who to help next! I’ll help your Yuwen family. The Tang Qing family will blame me.

, help the Tang family, Master Yuwen, you want to blame me again, this, this, this is really embarrassing!"

Everyone twitched their lips after listening to her talk. Lian and the others were suppressing their laughter. Tian Kun and others really wanted to ask their little bastard queen: Can you stop talking so much nonsense? Did you say that?

With so much time spent chatting, you could have sent a powerful monster up to separate these two pairs of people who are fighting each other! ...

What a bastard, bastard!


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