Everyone looked at this scene in shock. They didn't understand why a person could change so much. He punished his concubine and killed his biological father! So Fu Yunxiao became the devil in their hearts and a negative teaching material for educating children in the future.
"Bloods must get along harmoniously. They can't be as inhumane as Miss Fu San."
"It's not easy for your parents to raise you. You must learn to respect the old and love the young. You can't kill your biological father like Miss Fu San."
What's more
"Baby, be good, don't cry, otherwise Miss Fusan will come and take away your soul." Sure enough, the child stopped crying.
"..."
"I'll go back home and change into wedding clothes. Send someone to see me off." Fu Yunxiao looked away from Fu Xiyan coldly and said to Xuanyuan Chen
"Yes." Xuanyuan Chen only answered one word, and then went to the Prime Minister's Mansion with Fu Yunxiao.
"You wait here, I'll come out immediately after changing my clothes."
Xuanyuan Chen looked a little lonely as he watched Fu Yunxiao's leaving figure.
It wasn't even half a cup of tea before the person came out
It's just that at this time, Fu Yunxiao had already put on a dazzling bright red bridal dress, with a red hijab on her head, and was followed by a young man with thick eyebrows and a black face.
The boy lowered his head and helped the bride into the carriage, then left.
Xuanyuan Chen could only watch her get into the carriage, become the groom himself, and the two of them set off.
Neither of them spoke a word along the way. After driving for a long time, when they finally caught up with King Rui and his group, Xuanyuan Chen stopped the carriage.
"I won't allow you to marry him! You must go back with me!"
no respond
It was so quiet along the way
Xuanyuan Chen's heart rang with alarm bells. A bad premonition came over him. He opened the car door curtain and lifted the bride's hijab.
Suddenly, a low roar pierced the sky
"Fu Yunxiao! How dare you lie to me again!"
Suddenly I remembered the thick-browed boy who was following the bride when she left the Prime Minister's Mansion. Everything became clear.
The person in the red bridal dress turned out to be Fu Xiyan’s mother-in-law, Ruan Ruhua!
Her face was pale, there was sweat on her forehead, her mouth was blocked by a pair of smelly socks, her hands were tied behind her back, and she was leaning weakly against the car. It was obvious that someone had drugged her and opened her door when he saw it.
When the person with the hijab was Xuanyuan Chen, he looked at him expectantly as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.