Chapter 201: Yunnan Yue, what is your heart made of

Never two words clearly echoed in his ears, listening to Yunnan Yue's firm tone, Yejun never opened his mouth to respond to anything.

The world says that he is ruthless and cold-blooded, and compared with Yunnan Yueyi, he is a big thing.

The carriage of the Night King's Mansion stopped in front of the Lu Mansion, and Yunnan Yue got out of the carriage, turned around and stepped into the Lu Mansion after saluting.

Through the car window, Yejun watched Yunnan Yue's back disappear into his eyes, and the woman left resolutely without looking back.

"Yunnan Yue, this king really wants to see what your heart is made of."

The guard driving the car also glanced at Yunnan Yue, and silently responded to the question that Yejun Jue said.

The heart of Yunnan Yue should be made of thousands of years of ice, and no matter how bad it is, it is made of hard rock, anyway, it is not the flesh and blood of the human heart.

The prince is so good to the little widow, and he uses his body as a shield to protect her, and he gives away boxes of jewelry.

Yes, five years ago, it was the prince's fault first, but it was all five years ago, and the prince is trying his best to make up for it.

I really can't figure out what this Yunnan Yue thinks in her heart.

"Go home."

"Yes, lord."

The guards left the Lu Mansion in a carriage.

Not long after the carriage of the Night King's Mansion left the Lu Mansion, another carriage stopped in front of the Lu Mansion.

When Steward Lu saw the comer, he couldn't help frowning.

"Yun Xiangye."

"Tell Yunnan Yue to come out, and she has something to say to her."

Yun Nianchang's voice came from the carriage, and Steward Lu had to order him to go to Tingxue Tower to find Yunnan Yue.

When she learned that Yun Nianchang was looking for her, Yunnan Yue's expression was full of questions.

"What did he ask me for?"

Steward Lu shook his head, but it was not a good thing.

He knew the identity of Yunnan Yue, and the head of the family also instructed him to take care of Mrs. Nanyue's mother and son before leaving, but now Xiangye personally came to Lu Mansion......

"Mrs. Nanyue, if I go back to Xiangye, I will say that you are sick and can't see guests."

"No, I'll just go."

Not long after she left the Tianyuan Hall of the Imperial Palace, she didn't believe it under the pretext that she was sick, not to mention Yun Nianchang.

However, Yun Nianchang personally came to find her, which was interesting.

"You three don't run around, my mother will go back as soon as you go."

Before the chair was hot, Yunnan Yue got up again and left Tingxue Building and went to the front of the Lu Mansion.

Sanxiaobao, you look at me, I look at you, Yun Xingchen opened his mouth first, and his milky words were full of treachery.

"It's our grandfather."

When he was in prison on the eighteenth floor, Uncle Jiang not only accused the scumbag father of the three of them for hurting his mother, but also told them about their grandfather's various evil deeds.

If it weren't for the hateful grandfather who sent his mother to the Night King's Mansion, he wouldn't have let the scumbag father succeed and hurt his mother's parents.

"Brother, I want to see a good grandfather who has never been masked."

Yunye's cold voice echoed in the air word by word, especially the three words of good grandfather, which was cold to the heart.

"Okay, let's do it together."

Yun Yan, Yun Ye and Yun Xingchen brothers and sisters left Tingxue Tower, completely ignoring Steward Lu's obstruction.

"Little Young Master Yan, Little Young Master Night, Miss Xingchen......"

Looking at the three small figures in the line of sight that were gradually moving away, Lu Guan had not finished speaking, and the person had disappeared.

At this time, in front of the Lu family, Yunnan Yue leaned against the door with her shoulders crossed, and her phoenix eyes looked lazily in the direction of the carriage.

Yun Nianchang on the carriage seemed to be waiting for Yunnan Yue to take the initiative to speak.

However, a certain woman was too lazy to speak.