Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

After Ning Junjin was brought into the room, the guards retreated quickly. He raised his eyes and looked at King Yue with his back turned to him with resentment. If he had a weapon in his hand, if his legs were intact, he would definitely not care about it. Reckless, he rushed forward to fight the opponent desperately.

The fragments of the past in his mind were not coherent, only appeared occasionally, and he slowly pieced them together, gradually getting a glimpse of a corner of his previous life, among which, the fragments of Mu Yunyao getting along with him were exceptionally clear, each one was beautiful It's so intoxicating, it's like a carefully drawn painting, the more you have nothing, the more you want to grasp this last comfort, so how can he not hate Ning Junyue, who is so beloved?

King Yue turned his head and saw Ning Junjin's eyes full of hatred, his expression was still cold and indifferent, he didn't take him to heart at all: "You want to see Yunyao?"

Ning Junjin gritted his teeth secretly: "She was originally mine, it was you! It was you who stole love and stole her!"

King Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he remembered the dream that Mu Yunyao had said. Could it be that Ning Junjin also had a dream about his previous life, but was his dream exactly the same as Yunyao's? He also has such ability? Or, the experiences that Yunyao spoke of were not dreams at all, but actually happened...

Thinking of this, his breathing stopped suddenly, heartache and fear surged in his chest, and the breath around him became even colder, King Yue squatted down, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ning Junjin's neck: "Tell me, what evidence do you have? "

Ning Junjin smiled: "Are you jealous? Or are you jealous? Haha, I never thought that Mu Yunyao's favorite person is me. For me, she would rather be a concubine than care. I worked hard to learn tea art and qin art. You have drank the tea made by her, but have you heard her play the qin? Her sound is the most beautiful..."

King Yue was furious in his heart, pinching Ning Junjin's hand couldn't stop exerting force.

Breathing was blocked, Ning Junjin's face gradually turned red, but his heart became more and more happy: "Ahem...she doesn't love you...she doesn't...does not love you at all...she is mine..." The broken picture of the previous life and The experience of this life blended together, making Ning Junjin gradually unable to distinguish between illusion and reality. He was proud of what he said, and he became more and more certain of such a statement in his heart.

King Yue's strength gradually increased, as if what he was pinching was not a person at all, but an insignificant object.

His chest was so oppressed that it was about to explode, and his eyes turned black. Ning Junjin finally felt the threat of death, and quickly struggled to signal King Yue to let go.

King Yue's eyes were cold, and his tone was even colder: "I don't care how you know those things, since you know, you deserve to die." He will not leave this curse, even if he is now like a puddle of mud , but who knows if this puddle of mud will suddenly jump to your feet, causing you to fall unexpectedly? Therefore, it is safest to die.

"Ning Jun... Yue... I am you... third brother..." Ning Junjin tried hard to break King Yue's wrist, but that hand was like a pair of iron tongs, and there was no sign of looseness at all. It gets tighter and tighter.

King Yue smiled coldly: "I forgot to tell you that I am not the biological son of the Emperor Father, that is to say, I have no blood relationship with you at all, so I won't have the slightest concern about killing you!"

Ning Junjin's eyes widened, and the blood in his eyes filled up. Suddenly, he heard the sound of bones being broken. Then, the world in front of him gradually cast a shadow. Before the darkness invaded, he remembered and The picture of Mu Yunyao embracing each other, he made a promise to her: "... I will be happy in this life, and I will live up to it..."

He wanted to see her smiling beautifully as before, but unfortunately the next moment his eyes were completely engulfed by darkness.

King Yue let go of his hand and stood up, his heart was churning emotionally. If the experiences Yunyao spoke of were dreams, since they never really happened, he might let Ning Junjin live for two more days, but now, those past events are very likely It's true, that is to say, Ning Junjin really took Yunyao into his concubine, and after learning that she might be the child of Aunt Huang, he cruelly planned to kill her. Thinking of this, the killing intent all over him Almost solidified.

Ning Junjin on the ground was completely silent, King Yue glanced coldly: "Come here."

"His Royal Highness Yuewang." The guardian was very calm, and did not even look at the dead Ning Junjin on the ground.

"Ning Junjin died suddenly, just report it tomorrow." He had already greeted the emperor in advance, and he was not worried about the emperor's suspicion.

"Yes."

King Yue got on his horse and left. The pavement brought coolness from the night wind. He borrowed his waist card to enter the capital, and all the way to the gate of the palace. If those pasts are true, has Yao'er forgotten Ning Junjin now? Then why had he never heard her play the piano?

He knew that Ning Junjin said those words before to make himself suspicious, and he also knew that he was wrong to think so, but he just couldn't control his thoughts. He was afraid that there were shadows of other people in Yao'er's heart, and he was afraid that he could not let her rely on him wholeheartedly.

Eunuch Cheng, who had been waiting for a long time, heard the sound of horseshoes, and quickly stepped forward to ask someone to open the door of the mansion: "My lord, are you back?"

King Yue jumped off his horse and threw the whip and cloak to the guards beside him: "Where is Yao'er?"

"Reporting to the prince, the princess has already fallen asleep."

"Well, Uncle Cheng, let's go down earlier and have a rest, I'll accompany Yao'er."

"Yes." Looking at the back of King Yue leaving, Eunuch Cheng was a little worried, the prince seemed not in a good mood...

Yu Heng yawned, seeing Yu Yi's serious expression, he nudged him with his elbow: "What's wrong with you?"

Looking at his heartless appearance, Yu Yi felt powerless: "Look at the fool."

Yu Heng regained his energy and turned his head around: "Where is the idiot?"

Yu Yi looked at him fixedly, with a strong look of disgust. After a while, he turned and left.

Yu Heng was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized, jumped up and chased after Yu Yi: "Well, you Yu Yi, you dare to say that I am stupid, stop, why am I stupid, where am I stupid?"

Yu Yi walked away in disgust, resolutely not walking side by side with him.

Eunuch Cheng bared his teeth with a sneer: "If you dare to make any noise again, you will come to our house to work as an errand tomorrow!" What if the princess is disturbed at night?

Yu Heng immediately became honest, lowered his head and didn't dare to say any more, and walked quickly with Yu Yi.

In the dormitory, Mu Yunyao didn't sleep well. In her dream, the long-lost past came to her. She knew that her life was completely different, but she still couldn't help but fell into those hesitation and fear, day and night. Learning various techniques, carefully currying favor and serving, never dissipating defense and anxiety...

These pasts turned into dense threads, entangled her layer by layer, and dragged her towards the dark abyss. She struggled, shouted, and said Ning Junyue's name over and over again, hoping that he would come to help her...

King Yue came to the backyard quickly, and as soon as he reached the door of the room, Mu Yunyao murmured in a crying voice, his heart tightened, and he quickly opened the door: "Yao'er..."