"As I said, you're a fool." A dagger suddenly fell from his empty hand, and Ye Fuyi looked at Feng Yechen, who was close at hand, and the killing intent rolled in his eyes.

She knew before that Feng Yechen was ambitious, and he was delusional about some positions that did not belong to him. Unexpectedly, his ambition was outrageous.

He wants to compete with Feng Qingzhan for the throne, which is due to his bloodline.

But she, why does he think he is worthy?

Although Feng Yechen was a little drunk, he looked at the cold light flashing, but he also stopped his steps.

"Fuyi, are you going to kill this king?" He frowned slightly, looking at Ye Fuyi's eyes full of disbelief.

"If you go one step closer, it doesn't hurt to try." Ye Fuyi opened his mouth coldly, not hiding his killing intent at all.

He covets the throne, covets his brother's fiancée, and it is a waste of resources to live.

Feng Yechen suddenly laughed, looking at Ye Fuyi's eyes with a dangerous light.

"Do you think you can kill this king?" The tail note rose slightly, and he was clearly disdainful.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

When the words fell, the dagger in Ye Fuyi's hand reversed and quickly approached Feng Yechen.

"Rinse your clothes." In the distance, Feng Qingzhan's slightly anxious voice came, causing her to stop her movements in time and quickly take two steps back.

Feng Yechen's face suddenly became more disgusted. This seventh brother is really an eyesore to damn it.

Ye Fuyi also glanced at Feng Yechen with disgust, turned around and ran towards the hurried voice.

There was no one behind him, and he wasn't looking for someone to pick him up as planned.

"Is there something wrong?" Feng Qingzhan stepped forward and grabbed Ye Fuyi's hand, lowering his voice but unable to suppress his anxiety.

"It's okay, let's go back."

Ye Fuyi responded with a light smile, and didn't want him to go back to confront Feng Yechen.

Although he didn't drink much, he was drunk after all, and it was obviously impossible not to do anything when he ran into someone like a madman.

Today is the day of Feng Yechen's wedding, and it is reasonable that he, who is a younger brother, can't do anything with him.

What's more, no one heard Feng Yechen say those rebellious words just now. When the time comes, he flatly denies it, and no one can prove it.

Feng Qingzhan stood in place and stiffened, although he didn't speak, his attitude told Ye Fuyi that he didn't want to go back.

Even though he was his brother that day, he deserved to die if he coveted his clothes.

"Don't worry, he'll die, but not in your hands." Ye Fuyi opened his mouth low, and reached out to hold Feng Qingzhan's hand that was clenched into a fist.

Let him struggle in it, slowly relaxing, and finally interlocking his fingers with her.

A thousand words, but they all turn into a simple good word.

He didn't want to endure it, let alone be wronged, but she was thinking about him like this, but he couldn't implicate him because of his anger.

But today's events, and even all the things before, he will return them one by one.

His people, even if they just think about it, can't!

In the dim candlelight, Feng Yechen stood under the corridor with a vicious face, looking at the pair of beautiful people walking away side by side, his heart was full of jealousy.

"Feng Qingzhan, this king will kill you one day sooner or later, and I want you to see your beloved Chenghuan under me before you die!"

Back at the banquet, Feng Qingzhan found a way to accompany Ye Fuyi away.

Although Feng Haotian and Su Yunyi, who were seated, did not ask, they only nodded when they looked at Liu Yuting, who was only restless, on the other side.

"Wash your clothes, go back and rest, don't get tired." Su Yunyi smiled lightly, and her caring appearance was completely like an old mother.

Ye Fuyi smiled and nodded, and her heart was very clear about her kindness.

When he got up, Ye Fuyi moved slowly, and he smiled lightly at Liu Yuting.

Even if she tried to make herself look as gentle as possible, her actions at this moment were naked provocation in Liu Yuting's eyes.

And Ye Fuyi did mean the same thing, but he was afraid that Feng Haotian and Su Yunyi were still there after all, so he didn't want to be too obvious and be caught.

Liu Yuting even sat on the chair with a weak slump, if it wasn't for Ah Xiang's support, she would have fallen to the ground.

Holding Ah Xiang's hand with her backhand, Liu Yuting's eyes were full of anger and doubts.

Obviously, she said that it would definitely be done, but why, Ye Fuyi can still appear in front of her like no one else!

Ah Xiang also looked terrified, looking at the bright smile on Ye Fuyi's face opposite, her hands trembled.

It's just that even so, she forcibly calmed down and said in a low voice: "Princess, you have to be steady, you can't lose your temper." ”

Liu Yuting hummed in a low voice, forcibly stabilized her mind and sat firmly, just looking at the backs of the two of them in shock.

No way, there's absolutely no way something could go wrong with her medicine. And what Ah Xiang promised will definitely be done.

What went wrong?

"I'm tired, so let's have fun." Feng Haotian saw everything in his eyes, and the smile on his face was already unbearable.

However, as a member of the Ninety-Five, it is normal for him not to smile on weekdays, and no one will be surprised at this moment, but they all get up to send him off.

Feng Yechen's position was still empty, which made this marriage seem a little ridiculous.

As soon as the emperor and queen left, it was naturally impossible for others to continue to stay. The originally lively Jin Palace, but after half an hour, it was cold as if there had never been a marriage.

Liu Yuting sat motionless in her position, and couldn't even let herself calm down to send off the guests.

As the princess of Jin, she really doesn't have that need.

"Princess, slaves and maids should die." Ah Xiang, who was kneeling beside her, didn't dare to raise her head, and her pale face was no longer afraid.

When she agreed to do this, she knew that no matter what the outcome was, it would be a death.

Now that things have failed, the princess has no need to keep her.

"Yes, you're damned!" Liu Yuting grabbed the wine jug in her hand and smashed it towards Ah Xiang, her face full of fierceness.

The flask shattered on Ah Xiang's shoulder, and the broken porcelain piece accidentally scratched her face.

But she just frowned in pain, but she didn't say a word. She didn't dare, let alone have the face to say that she was in pain.

The matter was not done, and it also alarmed Ye Fuyi, who was ashamed of the princess.

"The princess is really angry." Feng Yechen, who had a gloomy face, slowly returned, looking at the mess all over the ground, and his face was even more fierce.

He walked quickly to Liu Yuting, and reached out to grasp her throat before she could speak.

"This king said that if you dare to hurt her, this king will let you bury the entire Prime Minister's Mansion with you. You have forgotten this. ”

Liu Yuting was pinched by him and had difficulty breathing, and only after rolling her eyes did she struggle: "The concubine has no ......"

"None? Are you blind when this king is blind? Feng Yechen smiled coldly, and the hand holding her neck instantly tightened a little.

Liu Yuting's face suddenly turned red because of wheezing, and when she was scared because of the other party's attitude, she was also quickly thinking of a way to deal with it.