Chapter 3 Poisoning
The brocade boots went away, and then, there was a heavy sound of closing the door, as if knocking on Yan Qingrui's heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
She tried to stand up, but the drug was already in full swing, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her fingers. The bead crown was still heavily pressed on her head, the red hijab blocked her vision, and she didn't even see a single hair on the other side, so she became an abandoned woman?
It doesn't matter if she is an abandoned woman, she doesn't want to marry anyway, but now the ground is so cold, she is lying on her stomach all night, and she is still in a five-body posture, she must be sick.
She wanted to call someone, but she couldn't utter a word, what kind of medicine was this? It wouldn't poison her to the point of losing her limbs, would it?
Some intermittent memories that didn't belong to her came to mind, and some were confused:
Yan Qingrui really wanted to knock on her head, fell from the 26th floor and directly threw her through, and wore it on a woman with the same name and surname?
Now she is the daughter of the crown prince and young Fu Yan Hongyang, fifteen years old, just reaching the end of her life. Shangguan Qianyu, the king of Qinghe, is the son of the eldest princess and the nephew of the emperor, who is only twenty years old and is already the commander of the left capital of the palace guard.
Three months ago, on the day the prince got married, King Qinghe came back from attending the night banquet in the East Palace, and drank in a wine shop until he got drunk, and when he woke up, he found himself in the Yan family's courtyard, and he was in the same room as Yan Qingrui, the concubine of the prince's young master, and was also seen by the second prince and the seventh prince.
Although the two of them were in good condition, Yan Qingrui didn't know about it, but after all, Yan Qingrui's reputation was damaged.
King Qinghe was furious, although he agreed to marry the daughter of the Yan family, he hated the Yan family for calculating him, and after agreeing, he brushed his sleeves and left. Until this wedding three months later.
The poison in her body was given to her by the Yan family.
It turned out that when Yan Qingrui woke up, she knew that she was in the same room as King Qinghe, and she had to marry King Qinghe, so she had to look for death and life, and the Yan family took care of her tightly, but today she still found a chance, hit her head on the bedpost, her head broke and bled out, and she fainted at that time.
The Yan family's abacus is playing well, and Yan Qingrui, who has soft hands and soft feet, has no strength to seek death, so she can naturally go through the cave house smoothly.
Yan Qingrui's eyes could move all over her body, presumably it was King Qinghe who gave the order, and a maid and servant woman had never come, and she maintained a posture all night, stiffly pounced on the ground, her neck was sore, her legs were weak, and she was almost frozen into a popsicle.
Yan Qingrui greeted the eight hundred ancestors of King Qinghe in her heart, and she survived this long night.
The memories she got weren't complete, and they were confusing, and I couldn't help but wonder. Why did the Yan family dare to calculate King Qinghe so much? What role did Yan Qingrui play in this? How could King Qinghe, a dignified prince, go to a wine shop and get drunk to give people a chance to take advantage of? Why did he agree to marry Yan Qingrui even though he knew that he had been calculated?
Why did Yan Qingrui refuse to marry King Qinghe, so that she wanted to die? In order to calculate King Qinghe, Yan Hongyang even put on his own daughter-in-law, what is the picture?
However, one thing is certain, if Yan Qingrui is Yan Hongyang's favorite daughter, she will not be regarded as a pawn to calculate others, but she is afraid of her life or death, and the Yan family does not care.
A typical father doesn't love his husband and doesn't love dogs.
Yan Qingrui pouted in her heart, just right, then she would be free.
Just as he was thinking about how to move his frozen body to the bed, the door was kicked open with a bang.