Get in Line to Marry Me

Chapter 7

A simple sentence floated over, causing the Yan Qinghuan to shake, and it seemed to be slightly unable to believe that such ruthless and cruel words actually came from the mouth of an extremely gentle person.

His deep, waveless eyes were filled with a gentle and calm voice. The spring breeze sent a bone-scarred breath that could not be dissipated. The roar of the person in the pool of blood gradually weakened. Finally, with a gurgling sound in his throat, he became a deathly still corpse. He lay on the cold bluestone floor, mixing with his own blood, and walked towards the River of Wang Chuan.

Yan Qinghuan closed his eyes tiredly, and his fingertip grabbed the golden silk curtain and knotted it bit by bit. Even though the dead person's face had been stripped off, the dark-patterned Chi Yu clothes on his body revealed his prestige during his life—the royal second-rate Bodyguard.

"It's just a small mistake. There's no need to be so heartless." Yan Qinghuan heard his voice colder than night.

A trace of deepness appeared in Shen Weihuan gentle eyes as he said in a calm voice," This is the rule of guards in the palace. If you want an official to die, you have no choice but to die. They have already failed to protect the princess."

His explanation was calm and orderly. In a society where the emperor was supreme, the lives of the common people were like weeds. Should she be glad that she had passed through to be a favored princess, not a lowly girl?

Ha ha, Yan Qinghuan coldly pulled out a hint of a smile. She opened her eyes and stared at the snow-white-robed youth in front of her. She said word by word," Shen Weihuan, since you want this minister to die, tonight, I want you to die!"

The people standing by the side were all stunned. Wu Hen raised his head and stared at Yan Qinghuan in surprise. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he was stopped by Shen Weihuan Xu.

The gentle smile in his eyes gradually disappeared, and it was replaced by deep thought. After a long while, Shen Weihuan came up with his answer," There's a hidden sword in the upper left corner of the palanquin. I' ll wait for the princess." The tea-white wide sleeve slowly unfolded in front of her, bowing with hands in front of her, as if it had accepted the supreme edict of the world.

The Yan Qinghuan's heart shook when he heard this. The young man acted as if he was obedient, yet his words of retreat were like sharp blades that forced her to make a decision. Shen Weihuan, do you think I can' t be ruthless?

"Enough!" After the ups and downs in his heart, Yan Qinghuan finally leaned against the cushion as if she had lost the battle. He said indifferently," I am the princess of a country. I will take care of everything that happened tonight. I will properly bury that dead Bodyguard. The rest will be punished for a month, as well as that old bastard." Yan Qinghuan swept his gaze over her. He knew that she wasn' t dead, only losing too much blood." Release her. Shen Weihuan, don' t challenge my bottom line."

Hearing Yan Qinghuan's words, Shen Weihuan lowered his eyes. Finally, he turned around and waved his hand at the soldier. The eyes of a group of dark guards kneeling on the ground instantly lit up, their voices Kowtow and thank you like a sea.

The words of thanks were like a wave of waves that entered his ears, and Yan Qinghuan laughed in his heart. He saw that this group of people who had been restrained by their thoughts were clearly not at all wrong, yet they even wanted to shed tears of gratitude because of the royal family's forgiveness. The deep-rooted thoughts of imperial power were truly terrifying.

How could she not understand that even after she left the palace, there were hidden guards around her. Yan Qinghuan stared at Shen Weihuan as if she didn' t know him. She smiled bitterly in her heart," Since you were able to tie me back from the beginning, why did you spend so much effort to send me out of the palace?"

"Princess, I have no choice but to obey." He bowed respectfully and treated him as a loyal minister, but he didn' t believe Yan Qinghuan reason. This youth couldn' t afford to offend him, so he had to hide.

"Princess, go back to the palace." Wu Hen walked forward and brushed past the Shen Weihuan. He gently put down the curtain of the palanquin. The palanquin was pitch-black, and Yan Qinghuan finally couldn' t hold back the nausea in his stomach and spat it out.

Before the palanquin could rise, a slender hand suddenly reached out from outside the curtain. In his hand was a handkerchief with a white magnolia embroidered on it. Yan Qinghuan did not want to accept it, he said coldly," Shen Weihuan, I don' t want to see you right now."

He was considerate and meticulous, yet he seemed like a cold chill in the spring breeze. When he came into contact, he felt as if he had fallen into a cold pool. He couldn' t, and he couldn' t sink into it. He Yan Qinghuan tried his best to lift himself out of the cold pool. A beautiful man was fine, but he was exceptionally dangerous.

The palanquin swayed and merged into the darkness. Outside the Yantai Tower of the red light, he stood in front of the pool of blood with his hands behind his back. He raised his gentle mask and stared at the back of the palanquin with a deep and cold gaze.

After a long while, he flicked his finger and the embroidered handkerchief flew away with the wind. Just as the group of bodyguards on the ground let out a sigh of relief and recalled, suddenly, their necks turned cold. The white-robed youth stood in front of them at some unknown time, following his gentle and innocent smile. They all lowered their heads to look, and a bright red cut appeared on their necks.

The spring was bright and beautiful. The fragrance that had just opened washed the entire warm sky. The curtains of the bed fluttered in the wind, Yan Qinghuan rubbed his sore arms and legs. Last night, he ran too hard.

"Princess, you' re awake!" When the sandalwood plate was placed aside, Lu Ming happily stepped over. Her bright eyes were red with tears. Yan Qinghuan remembered that this girl had been crying since last night, crying so much that she wished she could send a fist to the heavens.

"Princess, Your Majesty is here. Quickly get up!"

###Chapter6,Treacherous official father and son

The spring was bright and beautiful. The fragrance that had just opened washed the entire warm sky. The curtains of the bed fluttered in the wind, Yan Qinghuan rubbed his sore arms and legs. Last night, he ran too hard.

"Princess, you' re awake!" When the sandalwood plate was placed aside, Lu Ming happily stepped over. Her bright eyes were red with tears. Yan Qinghuan remembered that this girl had been crying since last night, crying so much that she wished she could send a fist to the heavens.

"Princess, Your Majesty is here. Quickly get up!"

When Yan Qinghuan heard that Emperor cheap father had come, he wanted to buy a piece of tofu to kill himself. Last night, when she came back, she locked herself in her bedroom. Early this morning, Yan Huang came to question her teacher. It could be seen that the anger was not small. They all said that Tian Zi was angry and blood flowed everywhere. Yan Qinghuan prayed in in her heart, absolutely not.

"Hahaha, good! "That's right!" The laughter echoed between the zenith and the ground, deep and dignified.

Before he could step into the outer hall, Yan Qinghuan alert little ears pricked up. Was Emperor father stupid? He was actually happy early in the morning!

"Qing Huan is here!" Yan Qinghuan a corner of the Hundredfold Cloud Brocade Dress was revealed, the Yan Huang on the seat called out to her with a pleasant voice, and Yan Qinghuan felt uneasy in his heart. He said that Tian Zi was moody, but you were too out of your control!

"Father... Father Emperor." Yan Qinghuan forced out a smile, yet she was puzzled in her heart. She didn' t remember wrongly. Wu Hen had even said that he was furious when he secretly ran out of the palace last night, and he Emperor punished all the members of the palace for his crimes. But now, with this amiable appearance, could it be that herated again?

When this absurd thought surfaced, Yan Qinghuan quickly pinched himself, and a voice that sounded like a bell rang out from his seat. He raised his eyes and saw Yan Huang look at him with heartache." Qing Huan, you made me look at you in a new light last night!"

Yan Qinghuan tongue knotted in an instant," Imperial Father, are you... alright?"

Yan Huang nodded at Eunuch Fu and Duck's throat instantly sang," Xuan, Huaiyang Hou Shen Siye, Prime Minister enter the palace!"

The sunlight was like a golden satin, weaving on that person's gorgeous figure. Outside the tall palace gate, two people entered. One was old and the other was young. She didn' t know the old one. She wore an official robe. She had seen the young one last night. Yan Qinghuan shifted her gaze, and she felt a faint rejection in her heart. Shen Weihuan, it was you again.

"This humble servant greets Your Majesty, Princess!" His gentle voice resounded through the upper hall, and he Yan Huang sized up the Shen Weihuan in a crimson-purple uniform before his eyes swept over his gentle and elegant face before nodding imperceptibly.

Yan Qinghuan slightly lowered his head, somewhat apprehensive. Last night, his cruel methods were still lingering in his mind. She knew very well that beneath Shen Weihuan gentle smile, there were hidden secrets that she couldn' t touch. Perhaps the true owner of this body didn' t like him because of this.

She sighed. She couldn' t understand why Emperor wanted to meet outside officials in her palace, but it wasn' t a good thing. She straightened her posture and suddenly said," Imperial Father, since your country is busy, it's Dutiful Son inconvenient to disturb you. You should leave first."

"Princess, please stay!" Yan Huang didn' t open his mouth, His Highness called out to her with his long and narrow eyes that were sparkling Shen Siye. He Yan Qinghuan fixed his gaze and even though he wasn' t willing, he still gave him some face.

"What is it, Marquis Shen?" His tone was cold and impatient.

A trace of a respectful smile appeared in Shen Siye shrewd eyes." Your Highness, today's matter has much to do with you. I need your approval."

Yan Qinghuan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He couldn' t help but look at the smiling Shen Weihuan and knit his brows." Last night's matter was all my own idea. If I were to implicate an innocent person, I would naturally beg for mercy from my father. May I ask what my lord said just now?"

Shen Siye raised his long and narrow eyes and smiled respectfully," Princess was wrong. This humble servant and kid came today for Princess' life!"

"Your Highness, after the incident last night, this brat has already told this old minister that he went through. Originally, this princess and this brat had come out of the palace to visit the night scenery and even sent out a token of affection. Although this brat has always acted steadily, he has never had a mind on the matter of the princess. Front Liang Country, who knows what he thinks of you!"