Yan Xun fell to the ground and struggled hard, his limbs kept tossing on the ground, but in the end he still couldn't get up.

"Please take the master down and rest!"

Yan Zibing seemed to have been used to this kind of thing. With a command, two servants walked over quickly from the side and carried the person away with all their might.

Yan Qingyu looked at Yan Xun, who was very different from the previous one, and his eyes were not warm.

They left here and went to a restaurant.

I opened a private room and ordered some wine and food. The three of them sat down around the table, with a faint nostalgia on their eyes.

Yan Zibing brought the wine pot to Yan Ziran and Yan Qingyu, poured a glass of wine. He smiled faintly: "It's been a long time since we met. At the same time, we also congratulate you on getting what you want and living freely at the same time."

Yan Qingyu took the wine glass, put it between her lips, and took a sip quietly. Then she put the wine glass down and gently stroked the edge of the glass with her fingers.

The eyes were filled with a hint of light luster.

"Sixth Brother, I heard that you married King Hao's concubine daughter?"

The wine pot in Yan Zibing's hand was placed on the table, and his face sank slightly. He looked serious, "I know what you want to say? Qingxia is Qingxia and has nothing to do with King Hao. And this time the matter was done secretly by King Xuan and has nothing to do with Prince Hao's mansion."

"I don't mind what kind of person Mo Qingxia is. She is my sixth sister-in-law. This time I come back mainly to talk to you about Yun Huaxue."

Yan Qingyu gently supported her chin with one hand and gently pressed the table with her index finger, "Where is she? Who kidnapped her?"

Yan Zibing looked up at Yan Qingyu quietly.

Once upon a time, she had a very good relationship with the daughter of the War King. This time, Yun Huaxue disappeared. Did she come back specially?

"I don't know."

Yan Qingyu did not ask further, but Yan Ziran on the side said carelessly, "Are you a member of the Haowang Party?"

"I'm not..."

"No matter whether you are, or not? For the sake of our brothers, I would like to advise you to be sorry to the Hao Palace. For all the relationships, if you are reluctant to let your current wife go, let her leave the Hao Palace with you." Yan Ziran frowned gently.

He also heard some of Mrs. Hua’s grudges against King Hao. What can I do if I have the support of the Queen Mother behind Hao?

Mrs. Hua will never allow King Hao to take the throne, and maybe the outcome will be miserable.

The reason why I haven't started now is that my wife hasn't played enough.

"Brother, what does it mean?"

"It's literally. The Hao Mansion owed a debt twenty years ago. The debt has not been repaid, and now someone has come back to collect the debt."

Yan Zibing loves her wife very much. Although she is the concubine daughter of King Hao, she is not as delicate as an ordinary daughter, because the environment she lives in has created a strong body of tenacity since she was a child.

"You cannot interfere... Life is now peaceful, and you cannot cause trouble because of your arrival. The people need peace."

Yan Zibing also put down the wine glass in his hand. He looked at his brother and sister with an extremely serious expression, and said seriously: "Now I serve the court, I have the responsibility to seek peace for the people. I will not allow you to interfere in internal affairs privately and cause trouble."

"Even if you are my brother and sister."

Yan Qingyu smiled softly, holding her chin with one hand and holding the wine glass with the other. Her eyes sneered coldly: "Sixth Brother, someone can't help but move my chess piece. Do you think I will watch them take action?"

Yan Zibing's eyes turned cold.

Just when he was about to say something, Yan Qingyu took the lead and sneered dangerously: "Mo Zimiao is a chess piece I chose. When he is there, the country is particularly peaceful. But Sixth Brother, King Xuan and King Hao both tried to move my chess piece and secretly instigated Mo Zimiao to attack my allies. I would never stop watching alone with this."

"King Xuan cannot escape. Someone wants to deal with King Hao, and Mo Zimiao also needs to let him know what is right and what is wrong."

"What is right? What is wrong?" Yan Zibing stood up suddenly, with a faint anger on her face, "You have clearly left this country, why do you still have to control Your Majesty? What is right and what is wrong? Is it right to listen to your control?"

Yan Qingyu smiled but said nothing.

Yan Zibing's current personality is completely like a minister who cares about the country and the people, and a pure minister.

"Sixth Brother, this is the world. You can overthrow me if I don't do it. If I can't overthrow me, then you can only listen to me obediently. You should have seen the consequences of those who resist me. Mo Zimiao is the only one in the royal family now. You shouldn't want the royal family to be the queen, right?"

Yan Zibing sat down with a little ugly face.

A faint bitterness rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, now only Mo Zimiao is the legitimate emperor."

"You know the ambitions of King Hao and King Xuan better than anyone else. Without Mo Zimiao, they would have had internal fighting long ago. Will the pain caused by the people?"

Yan Zibing's bitter expression on the corner of her mouth became bigger and bigger, and she leaned on the back of the chair weakly, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Yan Qingyu smiled with satisfaction.

She glanced at Yan Zi on one side and looked at each other, reaching a tacit understanding.

"It's very simple, find out the whereabouts of Yi Yunhuanxue."

"How could I..."

"I don't know whether this matter is Xuan or Hao Wang. If Xuan was the one who took action, then Hao Wang would spare no effort to find it. You are the closest person to Hao Wang. But if Yun Huaxue was sent by Hao Wang to pick him up, then you must have a way to find it."

Yan Qingyu drank all the wine in the glass in one sip and put it on the table, "Sixth Brother, if you don't want to do it, please tell Your Majesty to recuperate. This is the advice my sister will give you."

Yan Zibing's eyes were complicated: "There is no other choice?"

“This is the best choice!”

Yan Qingyu stood up and said lightly, "I have something to do, let my elder brother drink with you, I will lose my companion first."

After saying that, she left.

After she left, Yan Ziran poured a glass of wine for Yan Zibing, her eyes still as gentle as before, calm and composed.

"Sixth brother, come and drink!"

Yan Zibing held the wine glass bitterly and drank it all in one gulp. "I warned her to keep her away from you, but I didn't expect that the two of you had already formed an alliance and joined forces. It was really unexpected."

Yan Ziran's gentle gaze flashed through a cold light, the corners of his lips gently raised, and a warm smile passed through Yan Zibing's heart like the spring breeze.

"Yes, I didn't expect to form an alliance with her. She has this ability and this charm."

"Ha...Brother, what do you want to do?"

Yan Ziran did not hide anything. She supported Yan Zibing's face near the table with one hand, and a faint smile appeared on her face, "Yun Huaxue is one of her few friends. You shouldn't touch Yun Huaxue, let alone Yun Huaxue is still the princess of Yan Kingdom."

"I was fascinated by the throne but didn't know that Yan Kingdom would not allow anyone to dare to bully the royal family. Emperor Yan's protection is beyond your expectations. Sixth brother, please advise you not to get involved."

Yan Ziran put down her wine glass, stood up, and then walked casually outside.

Shortly after Yan Ziran left, a faint bitter expression appeared on Yan Zibing's face. He looked up and his eyes were slightly cold: "Don't touch them, and you must not provoke them, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

A faint wave came from the air, and finally disappeared completely.

After Yan Qingyu left the restaurant, she came to a hidden place with three tombs.

Rong Ruo, Yan Hongyu and Mo Yan’s tomb.

As they said, when they went to the Yellow Springs Hell, they would torture Mo Yan severely. The wish before their death was to bury the three of them together, and when they went to the Yellow Springs Hell, they would still entangle with each other.

I heard that their grave is here.

Yan Qingyu stood quietly in front of the grave, without any turbulence in her eyes.

I just want to take a look.

It's enough to see it at first sight.

From then on, you can forget it from her mind.

When Yan Qingyu was about to leave and return to the palace, she suddenly heard a sound coming from a distance when she was going down the trail from the mountain.

She stopped.

On the other side, two men were carrying a sack and throwing it on the ground. The fat man reached out and touched the sweat on his face.

"Hu, Hu Zi, dig a hole and bury the person quickly. Then we can take it and go find Cuihua Shuangshuang."

"Okay big brother!" The man called Hu Zi was particularly thin. He held a shovel and wrapped the soil on the ground hard. After a while, he dug a hole.

It was not these two men that attracted Yan Qingyu, but the sacks that these two men placed on the ground, and there were faint struggles coming from the sacks.

Is it a living person?

"Brother, who is this person here? I don't know who was provoking him and burying him alive." Hu Zi asked while digging.

"Stop talking nonsense, no matter who he is, as long as he has money to take it." The fat man slapped the thin man on the head, then picked up another shovel and dug it up.

A pit that was enough to accommodate the size of an adult man was dug out. The fat man put down the shovel in his hand, then squatted down, and untied the rope from the sack.

There was a pale and sick young man inside. He looked at the two people in front of him angrily, with a cloth strip blocked in his mouth, and he could not make any questioning sounds.

"Young Master, we are not your enemies either. We just took the money to do things for others. If we go to Huangquan Hell and become a ghost, remember to find the real master."

Mo Hanzhan looked at everything in front of him angrily. He wanted to be a lubi, but he couldn't make any sounds. He wanted to struggle, but the facts were tightly tied up.

Can't they even wait for a few short years?

Mo Hanzhan's face showed a look of heartache, anger, disappointment, and despair. He was thrown into the pit and his eyes were closed, his face was very pale.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

New article occupying the pit, the strongest medical concubine: Tyrant, come to fight if you don’t accept it, welcome to collect it

New article occupying the pit, the strongest medical concubine: Tyrant, come to fight if you don’t accept it, welcome to collect it

New article occupying the pit, the strongest medical concubine: Tyrant, come to fight if you don’t accept it, welcome to collect it
Chapter completed!