Sikong Yan's hand on his lap was clenched, tight and tight.

As an orthodox aristocratic background, the more he pays attention to his demeanor on this occasion, especially Sikong Yanfei's character, because he has been in the palace for many years, in front of outsiders, he rarely loses his temper.

"Month, come here." He held out his hand.

Hanyue took a step back with the child in her arms.

Sikong Yan's scarlet eyes dimmed, "Moon? ”

"I heard that the king already has a lady in the main room, why did he come here?"

Sikong Yan frowned.

Hanyue didn't speak loudly, only those around her could hear it.

"Why don't you come to Mrs. Zhengfu, Hugh is talking nonsense, don't come over quickly." Sikong Yanfei stretched out his hand again.

Han Yue smiled slightly, "Could it be that the emperor's marriage is fake?" ”

Sikong Yan's face turned blue, and he was really afraid of something.

He got up and got out of the carriage and slowly walked to Han Yue, "Don't talk about this yet, you can go back with me." ”

He reached out, and this time he grabbed her arm firmly.

The child in Hanyue's arms squirmed, woke up with a small mouth, and suddenly cried out.

Sikong Yan's hand trembled and let go.

Han Yue hurriedly lowered her head to coax, Sikong Yanfei stood there and watched her put her face on the child's face, whispering, and a certain place in his heart seemed to suddenly melt away.

"Let's go, let's go back first." He stepped forward and hugged her directly into his arms, along with the child in her arms, "Let's go back." He urged, his voice anxious that even he wasn't aware of.

The familiar breath made her shudder uncontrollably.

It was an instinctive attachment to the feeling of wanting to rely on the past.

"Ma'am." There was a urging from Cheng Wu's subordinates behind him, "If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to find a place to stay at night." ”

This is the other party is suggesting that she should hurry up and send Sikong Yanfei away.

Hanyue's lips moved, and she said something in a low voice.

Sikong Yanfei didn't hear clearly, he lowered his head, "What did you say?" ”

"Sikong Yanfei, take care." She sighed lowly, then jerked away from his hand and stepped back.

The warmth between the arms disappeared suddenly, and Sikong Yanfei only felt that there was a piece in his heart that seemed to be empty suddenly.

"Moon, moon......" he reached out to grab her again.

Han Yue retreated directly into the crowd behind her.

Chengwu's people rushed up to protect Hanyue in it.

Sikong Yanfei stood there, his face full of astonishment.

What went wrong? Why did the man he had so sought refuse to return to his arms? Something went wrong!

"It's child's play for the emperor to give her a marriage, since you have to marry her sooner or later, why don't you let me go." Han Yue forcibly suppressed the sourness in her eyes, "Long pain is better than short pain, it's better to let go now." ”

"You think I'll marry someone else?" Sikong Yan smiled a little bitterly, "There is a misunderstanding...... Let's go back and talk slowly. ”

He took a step forward, and Han Yue took a step back, and all the people around them moved.

Hanyue was about to retreat to the carriage if she retreated further, Cheng Wu was still in the car, and her child was still in Cheng Wu's hands.

Han Yue turned her heart sideways, "Sikong Yanfei, let it go, you will live better without me." "He has found his eldest sister, and he has no weakness in the hands of Prince Wan.

Without her, he would no longer have any weaknesses, and Prince Wan would have no way to use her and the child to blackmail him.

"What are you talking about?" Sikong Yan's face was bruised.

Without her...... Without her, he would be alone again.

"Don't make a fuss, come back with me, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it on the way."

A smile appeared on Han Yue's face, but Sikong Yanfei's heart slowly sank.

She was so close that he could touch her with just a stretch of his hand, but why did he always have the illusion that there was something between them that he couldn't cross.

"Moon, are you going to break your vow?" Sikong Yanfei stretched out her left hand, and the hand with a short little finger fell on her cheek, rubbing it gently.

Hanyue lowered her head, "The concubine is a careful eye, and she can't tolerate any more wives around you, please let the concubine leave." With that, she suddenly knelt down with the child in her arms.

Sikong Yan was stunned.

He came day and night, not to hear what she had to say, not to see this.

"Are you blaming me for being late?" How could he let go, that was his wife, his child.

"Does the king remember the promise he made to me before?" Han Yue muttered.

Sikong Yan was as if he had been hit hard, and took half a step back.

How he didn't remember that he had promised her that he would make her a promise if she made a good job: whatever she asked, he would comply.

"The concubine body now wants the king to promise to let the concubine go." Looking up, Han Yue suppressed the tears that were about to well up, and she looked at him stupidly, looking at him.

"I never married that Sang-yeon." Sikong Yan stared at her stubbornly, word by word.

Han Yue said: "Please allow the concubine to leave." ”

"I did not do what I was told."

"Please allow the King." Han Yue asked again, but her eyes were always clear, even if her eyes were full of tears, but she never looked away.

Sikong Yan's forehead was bruised, and he glared at her.

He had made it so clear why she insisted on leaving.

Uncle Wang and the others who were standing on the side were all dumbfounded, things were changing so fast that they couldn't come back to their senses.

In their minds, they finally found Madame Yue, and the king must be happy, and Madame Yue will follow them back immediately.

But now Lady Moon was kneeling on the cold ground and begging to leave...... What's going on.

Uncle Wang couldn't help but take a step forward, "Mrs. Yue, there was indeed a misunderstanding about the king's marriage before, and it was all the old minister's disadvantage, mistakenly thinking that the king was going to marry that Shangyan, and the king had been waiting for his wife to go back, and the marriage was originally a ...... between the king and you."

"Uncle Wang!" Sikong Yan snorted and interrupted Uncle Wang's words.

If she really wants to go, why let her know this.

He looked down at her, his eyes blood-red.

"You can go, but you have to leave the children behind." This was his last move.

There is no mother who does not love her child, how can she be willing to give her child to him.

But to his surprise, Han Yue stood up, came directly to Uncle Wang, handed over the child in his arms to Uncle Wang, and then saluted Sikong Yan, and got into the carriage behind him without looking back.

Chengwu's men escorted the carriage and began to retreat outside the city.

Uncle Wang held the child in his arms, looked at Sikong Yanfei hesitantly, and waited for him to give the order to intercept.

Sikong Yanfei stood motionless, as if petrified.

All you can hear is the sparkle of wheels.

"The king......" Uncle Wang called tentatively.

Sikong Yanfei subconsciously covered his chest and gasped for air.

No, no!

What exactly is wrong!

The look in her eyes as she asked to leave...... is too gentle, and there is clearly infatuation in that gaze.

She still loves him.

Is the child she has been looking forward to for so long really so giving? Not even an explanation...... Wrong! Something must be wrong!

The carriage of Cheng Wu and the others slowly left the city.

Faintly, he heard the cry of a baby.

Although the voice was not loud, Sikong Yanfei heard it clearly, and he swished at the child in Uncle Wang's arms.

The child was still asleep and was not crying.

Sikong Yanfei finally landed his gaze on the carriage that was gradually moving away, and in the depths of his eyes, a sharp brilliance gradually shot out......