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Chapter 63:It's your sister, not mine

Moreover, when the doctor called her a princess, she did not think that people were like her, a little princess from a foreign country.

"What if she is your sister, and your sister is not my sister, why should I use my blood to cure her?"

“You...”

This time, she really couldn't say a word, just a blue face, looking at her just and strong, I would like to strangle her at once.

Half-way, the corners of his lips, aroused a cold and cruel smile, said: "You are not very good king why do you like you and spend a lot of money to marry you?"Your use is to detoxify your son.”

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, his lips hooked the sad smile, and let Liu Ruoqing smell a little bloody.

"If the king knows that you don't even have any use in this, the king will let you know what happens to you."

The words of the Yuan Yuan let Liu Ruo Liang hit a spirit, perhaps because of the heart, she always felt that this was a word in the words, as if she had noticed something wrong.

No, you must quickly find out the key to the lock to return to modern times, otherwise, she will be killed by the words.

The killing of Yun Taifu caused an uproar in the DPRK, and many people who disagreed with Yun Taifu's political views before him were worried that they would be implicated because of it, and down, no matter which party, they hoped that this case could be found out as soon as possible.

Jing is the city of Dongchu, starting from the father of Yanyuan to play the river, and now has gone through the three dynasties, three generations of emperors to work hard, so that now the whole of the world, has become the first big country of all countries.

But this seems to be a peaceful and prosperous East Chu world, but there are some unsettled places.

On the outskirts of Jindu, where weeds are covered by thorns, a small hole that can only pass through one person, enters through the tunnel of the small hole, but there is no hole in the sky.

Here, the hundred people gathered, one by one, their faces were serious, and the breath was very heavy in their eyes.

"It's hard to solve Yun Yuanbo, you have let go of his daughter, what do you want to do?"

A low voice, loudly scolded in the hall, and the eyes of a man who could not see his twenties.

The man's eyes, lazy to him, in the face of his question, did not put his eyes, and even, under the thin lips of the three-dimensional, aroused a hint of ridicule.

"It's my business, it's not your turn to question me, and please find out your identity, there is no room for you to ask."

“You...”

The old man's eyes were red, looked at the young man, and said, "Well, I don't ask, if this matter is found out by the emperor, I will not end well, you don't think about it."

The young man's face was disapproving, and the slender and clean fingertips wrangled intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes blinked casually twice.

Then, looking at the old man in front of you, "Don't worry, you can't be involved, but there is one thing to warn you in advance, don't want to move the clouds to tolerate a hair, otherwise, you will not be able to bear the consequences."

That year, the man had never been so threatened, his face was blue, and the turbulence of his forehead was becoming more and more obvious.

But after all, he did not dare to be angry, and he snorted coldly, and turned and walked away.

A woman next to the man came up to him after the man left that year and whispered, “Young master, now that Taifu House has been reduced to ashes, what are your plans for next?”

The man's casual face turned serious, thin lips, into a line, "now, the words and words of the two brothers, secretly must be looking for our whereabouts, the order goes on, for a moment do not act lightly, all this, but also from a long-term perspective."

"Yes, Lord."

"Yes, you can't go back, stay here with peace of mind."

“Thank you, Lord.”

The Palace –

It has been more than ten days since the Tai Fufu accident, and the mood of Yunjiao has gradually calmed down.

In these days, she has been living in Chengde Palace, the name is not right, although no one dares to say anything face to face, but in private, it must have also been talked about to her.

Yun Jianrong sat in the back garden, thinking about his future days, suddenly felt wandering and confused.

Behind her, there was a familiar sound of footsteps, and she hung on the tip of her leg, quietly trembling twice, and then pretended to return calmly.

“See the Emperor.”

She got up to salute, her eyes were low, her thin lips, her eyebrows gently raised, and it seemed that every time she faced her, she had a feeling of being at a loss.

“Get up, monsieur.”

She wanted to help her, but she was quietly avoiding her.

The hand, suspended in the middle of the air, some embarrassed, but also some helpless, but it seems that he was used to it early, he just smiled lightly, withdrew his hand, and sat down beside Yunjiao.

"There's one thing I want to ask you, and you answer me carefully."

"The Emperor, please."

"I heard Aunt Nine say, on the day of the fire in Tai Fufu, you were called out of Tai Fufu, is there such a thing?"

Yun Jiao listened to this, and was surprised, although some wondering why she asked this specifically, she nodded her head seriously.

"Speak to me in detail about the day."

Yun covet silence for a moment, her eyes swept over a hint of pain, it can be seen that she still did not dare to recall the events of that day, for her, let her carefully recall those pains she do not want to recall, is undoubtedly very cruel.

The eyebrows, wringing up in pain, reached out and took her hand, and said softly, "If you can't remember, don't think about it."

"No, I think."

He shook his head and refused.

Some things, not to escape can be solved, perhaps she really face, in order to come out of the pain of losing both parents.

She adjusted her mood, closed her eyes, and recalled the scene of that day, although the scene of the fire, like a burning iron, was branded hard to her heart, but she still gritted her teeth and endured.

"That day, after dinner, the nanny came to me and told me that Dad sent me to go to Confucian Linzhu, where there were a lot of good paintings, Dad knew that I liked those, we often went together, so that day the nurse came to tell me that I did not want to go."

She wringed her eyebrows and tried to think back on every detail, "After I went to the Confucian fast, I did not see the father, and the man of the Confucian Linbin said, the father left for a while for a while, and let me wait for him there ..."

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