She said in a muffled voice: "Fu Yunxi, let's find a way together."

Her originally cold and distant attitude has been removed so far, and it is replaced by a deep dependence and heartache. If Fu Yunxi's disease cannot be cured, at least it can help him avenge the empress dowager. In some ways, the empress dowager is their common enemy. Although Han Yan has never met the Donghou Wang and his wife, blood is thicker than water. This hatred that has penetrated into their bones cannot be forgotten anyway.

Fu Yunxi looked down at the Han Yan who was hugging her tightly. The temperature from her body became clear and clear, alleviating the coldness of the past few days. The cold poison was raging in his body, like an ice needle piercing into the cracks of the bones. It was unbearable pain when he moved, and he couldn't feel the warmth. Even if he was sitting in front of the stove with a quilt, it was still cold and harsh. But this little girl rushed in with cold eyebrows and eyes, sat quietly and listened to her words for a while, and then hugged herself. Her body was still small, but she had already

With the girl's slim figure, I almost forgot that she had already reached the siege. Fu Yunxi's expression moved slightly. The last time Han Yan was in the siege, he ruined the gift. In fact, when he returned home and saw her, Fu Yunxi's heart moved. The little girl had grown into a pretty girl, and he was surprised, but he couldn't. But after that, Han Yan stubbornly believed that even if the gift was not completed, he could not finish it. He insisted on not combing the girl's hair bun, but still combing it into two round buns.

He stroked one hand on the bun and sighed softly in his heart. Well, since he didn't push her away, and this girl was so stubborn, why should I make a decision for her? Besides, this way of protection would be better to keep her by her side. Because she suffered a lot of grievances, she didn't know how much trouble she would be after the orphan of the King of Donghou was exposed. Since she still had a breath now, she should protect her by her side.

He said, "Okay."

As soon as these words were said, she suddenly felt empty in her arms. Han Yan came out of his arms and looked up at him. Fu Yunxi lowered her eyes and saw that Han Yan had no coquettish look like her little daughter. Her expression was firm and calm, and she quickly said: "The Queen Mother is going to act, but she also noticed it, please eliminate her suspicion."

Fu Yunxi was stunned at first, then laughed. She actually forgot that Han Yan had no extra time to act cute and behave at this time. She would only analyze the countermeasures in the shortest time.

"What do you want to do?" Fu Yunxi said.

Han Yan pulled the collar of his clothes, pulled it to him, and whispered a few words in his ear. Then he let him go and asked, "How is it?"

Fu Yunxi said: "Yes."

Two days later.

On this day, the people in the capital were talking about something. King Fu Yunxi of Xuanqing was seriously ill and died last night. He was a romantic figure with a great future, with a vast power, and a handsome man as fairy as a god. He was all skilled in literature and martial arts. For a moment, the people sighed with regret. After those unmarried girls learned the news, they even washed their faces with tears. There were so many sighs everywhere in the capital. Fu Yunxi was very prestige among the people on weekdays, and his death was a regretful thing for the people in the world.

The Zhuang Mansion was extremely quiet, and even the servants who always liked to gossip in private no longer said anything. The fourth lady of the Zhuang Mansion was once the one who Fu Yunxi was going to marry. Later, although she became a cousin, she did not show any hatred for King Xuanqing. Everyone guessed that Han Yan was actually still in love with Fu Yunxi. Now that King Xuanqing has died of illness, is the fourth lady of the Zhuang Mansion sad in his heart or is it very happy in his heart?

Of course, everyone could not guess Han Yan's thoughts. However, Zhuang Hanming came to comfort Han Yan'er because he was worried about Han Yan, but Han Yan turned him out. Everyone guessed that Han Yan was too sad and unwilling to let people see her now, so he simply closed the door, which was in line with his usual style of conduct. After Zhuang Hanming came here several times without any results, he could only leave helplessly. Before leaving, he told his servants to take good care of Han Yan. Zhuang Shiyang never came once. He seemed to be afraid of Han Yan. Since Han Yan returned to Zhuang Mansion, it was almost difficult for him to meet Zhuang Shiyang. However, he was not upset and Han Yan was happy.

But it was said that Qiuyuan had a group of uninvited guests that afternoon. The woman in charge waved the steel whip and slapped a maid at the door with a "splash". When the maid saw someone coming, she was about to come up and ask, but suddenly she got such a whip. And the whip was still strong, and the maid screamed and fell to the ground. The next moment, another whip was whipped on her body, and there was also a fierce question: "Where is Zhuang Hanyan!"

The maid was so painful that she couldn't speak. Seeing this, the woman holding a steel whip was even more merciless and sucked the maid on the ground one after another. The maid who was beaten rolled on the ground in pain, and her screams suddenly woke up the people in the room.

But when he heard a "creak", the door of Qingqiuyuan's boudoir suddenly opened, Han Yan walked out of it and said coldly: "Who dares to be arrogant here?"

The woman holding a steel whip saw Han Yan, immediately stopped the movement in her hand and called out: "Zhuang Hanyan!"

"I think who is so uneducated?" Han Yan glanced at the wounded maid on the ground and said coldly: "It turns out to be His Royal Highness of the Princess of Xirong."

Irina heard the mockery in this sentence, but today she didn't come to quarrel with Han Yan. She looked very manic and looked at Han Yan and asked, "Do you know the prince passed away?"

"Everyone in the capital is talking, so I naturally know." Han Yan said.

Irina's eyes were red, and she obviously cried fiercely. She shook her head and said, "I don't believe it, it must be fake. Did you collude to lie to me? Zhuang Hanyan, you must know the truth."

Han Yan looked at her coldly: "The princess seems to have asked the wrong person. I also learned about the prince's affairs from others. Besides, the princess thinks that this is the prince and I collude to lie to you. So, why do we lie to you? What benefits can we get if you lie to you?"

"This...this..." Irina looked at Han Yan blankly: "I don't know, but why did he die suddenly...even if..." When she said this, she suddenly stopped, paused, and shouted to Han Yan: "You must know that he is not dead yet, right!"

She seemed to be sure, and saw another maid standing far away in the yard. She raised her eyebrows and whipped her again: "Where is the prince!"
Chapter completed!