Chapter 537
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It was a snow-white face. Her eyes were mournful, and there were two streams of tears. Her facial features were extremely similar to Ning Shu's, and because of his kick, the owner of this face was heavily injured. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
But even so, she was still trying her best to plan for him. "As for Lady Ning, although she is in a difficult situation for now, her life is not in danger and her injuries will slowly get better. With your secret protection, when you ascend the throne, you will naturally be able to protect her entire family. As for Mr Xiahou, others may not know, but Your Highness should know him like the back of your hand. He won't live for long. When he dies, Lady Ning will have no one else to rely on. Thinking about how you saved her, who else can she marry other than you? You can't spoil the plan because of a moment of anger. "
The hidden part of Xiao Yunyi's heart twitched and he frowned. "Are you serious?"
Fei Luan swayed weakly. "If Fei Luan says anything wrong, let me be struck by lightning and die a horrible death, and be despised by Your Highness for all eternity."
This was one of the highest places in the entire palace. Xiao Yunyi closed his eyes and gripped the sword in his hand tightly. He felt the wind from above and felt the sky enveloping him from all directions without any obstacles. The scarlet cloak behind him flapped loudly, as if he was hiding the ambition in his heart.
After a long time, he finally made a decision and said in a low voice, "I'll believe you one more time."
Below the high platform, a dignified and beautiful woman in a sandalwood dress looked up carelessly, then covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed softly.
Beside her, a granny whose face was burned by fire supported her and said hoarsely, "Zhaoyi, you've been praying for His Majesty day and night and haven't been able to sleep. Your body is not very good and it's already late. I'll help you back to rest."
Yin Zhaoyi said slowly, "Shu Xue, it's an eventful time now. Many things are pending and we don't know if His Majesty will wake up again. How do you expect me to rest peacefully?"
Shu Xue said in a low voice: "Where there should be people, there are people. What should be done is going according to the track. What is there to worry about? When His Highness the Sixth Prince ascends to the throne and removes the stumbling block that is Empress Dowager Cao, there will be no one else but you. Your long-cherished wish of many years is about to be fulfilled. You should be happy. "
With Shu Xue's support, Yin Zhaoyi slowly walked along the long palace path. She was gentle and elegant like a mother of the world: "Yes, it has been too long, too long. For this day, I have sacrificed too much. I even gave my only son to her. I've endured for so many years, and I've finally waited for this day. I'm not ashamed of the previous Empress' support. Shu Xue, are you looking forward to it? "
Shu Xue lowered her head. Her voice was like her person, like a hand that could easily cut people with a broken bowl: "I am looking forward to it like niangniang."
Yin Zhaoyi smiled. This person, who had pretended to be cautious for half her life in the Palace, finally showed her first indulgent smile in many years on this empty Palace road. She didn't make a single sound, but she was like a giant beast that bared its fangs and wanted to swallow the entire Royal Palace and the power of the world into its stomach.
"Wife, wife! This is my family's shizi ye's idea, not mine. Don't ignore me. If it was me, I would definitely treat your young miss and you like Buddha in our wang fu and not let her take a step out. But I can't make the decision … good wife, I'll apologize to you. "
As soon as the carriage stopped in front of the palace gate, She Yan hurriedly followed Zi Gui's footsteps, bowing and apologizing all the way. In return, Zi Gui rolled his eyes at him and scolded him, "Get lost." His ferocious attitude seemed to say that if She Yan said one more word, he would take a knife and cut him into pieces.
That posture, no matter how thick-skinned and bold She Yan was, he shrunk back in fright. He watched as she went forward with heartache to help Ning Shu, who was squatting at the palace gates, into the carriage. She didn't want the people of the wang fu to drive the carriage. With a whip, she sent them all away and drove the carriage away herself.
She Yan's eyes were filled with tears. He ate three li of dust and still didn't get Zi Gui to turn back. He held his head in grief and squatted on the ground, wanting to cry but having no tears.
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