Chapter 265: Souls of His Hands

"No, I don't, I don't, the king won't give me ...... death"

Li Yiran just wanted to get up, but was kicked over by the guards.

The daughter's family is delicate, where can she stand this brutal force, Li Yiran lay on the ground, so she was not in pain.

Seeing her in such a situation, Wang Manyu could only shrink in place, not daring to move in the slightest.

She is now full of regret, knowing that she can't be easily dealt with at the beginning of her return, and it is she who is blinded by hatred and jealousy, so she will act on impulse.

Thinking of his earnest father at home, Wang Manyu's eyes turned red and tears fell.

"The king takes into account the friendship between the monarch and the minister, and does not implicate the family, only asks about the sin and you, the two little masters, be content!"

Heyi took two steps forward, looked at the embarrassed two people on the ground, and kindly comforted them.

"Impossible!"

Li Yiran got up from the ground, trembling hands, pointing at Heyi and roaring hysterically.

"I am the eldest lady of the Li family, Xiangye is my father, and the concubine is my aunt, you dare to kill me!"

"Little master, you have to remember one thing."

Heyi leaned over and gently pinched her fingers, twisting them slightly.

"Ahh

Looking at the heart-rending woman screaming in front of her, Heyi smiled lightly.

When he straightened up, his subordinates hurriedly handed over a clean silk scarf and cleaned his hands heavily, and then Heyi spoke lightly.

"As long as the Lord opens his mouth, whether it is Li Xiangye or Concubine Li, they are just the souls of my subordinates!"

Heyi looked at the sky and seemed to sigh.

"I don't know if Li Xiang and Lord Wang are willing to leave everything behind for the sake of the two little masters?"

"Your Excellency!"

Heyi lowered her head, only to see Wang Manyu kneeling on the ground, already in tears.

"My lord, all the mistakes are my fault!"

Wang Manyu knelt on the ground and gently pulled the hem of Heyi's clothes, she looked like a daughter.

"It's my fault that I shouldn't be malicious and murder the imperial concubine!"

"The king gives death, the sinner girl is willing to accept it, and please be gracious, don't blame the royal family!"

Wang Manyu pinched the hem of Heyi's clothes and couldn't cry.

"Father...... Father is loyal to the king, absolutely no two hearts, please be merciful! ”

Heyi stood there, her expression flat, her eyes full of indifference.

Seeing this, Wang Manyu spread out on the ground and closed his eyes in despair.

She liked Kimijo for a long time, and he wanted to be closer to her, to be favored by him.

Knowing that she was going to enter the palace for the draft, she was overjoyed.

She thought she could finally get closer to him, to stand beside him.

But since she entered the palace, the king hasn't even looked at her!

She felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she could only watch the king pamper Concubine Jin.

She is so envious of that kind of pampering, only this pampering, a unique pampering.

She really wanted to talk to him like that, to be so intimate with him.

But everything is her fantasy, everything is her wishful thinking.

She knew that she couldn't force it, but she still wanted to get it, her mood was already unstable, and with other thoughts, she couldn't be calm.

She watched their affection, and from envy grew jealousy, and then she had a hurtful heart.

Now, the father knows that his daughter is like this, and he doesn't know how disappointed he should be.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Heyi glanced at Wang Manyu, who was kneeling on the ground, his face remained unchanged, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

Although this Wang Manyu is also a brainless, it is not exactly like Li Yiran, so he has to be filial and righteous a lot.