Chapter 62

It's like from a moment on, she's different.

It's not the same anymore.

For Su Yuetong, this is not the same. It has been a painful lesson for more than ten years.

Since Chu Chengye got married, nothing has been successful.

After su Yuetong left, his subordinates came to him in a panic and called him, "Your Highness! Your highness is not well! "

Chu Cheng Ye turns his eyebrows black. "What's the matter?"

He and the man went to the door of his dungeon and found that his dungeon had collapsed. All the soldiers guarding the dungeon were dead. Dozens of corpses were lying on the ground. The place that had just gone through a big fire now looked particularly gloomy and depressed. The wind at night seemed to be able to hear the shrill cry before people died.

Even Suifeng falls at the foot of Chu Cheng Ye. He is still alive. Chu Cheng Ye grabs his collar and asks angrily, "who is it? Who dares to act wild in our palace? I'm going to kill him! "

With the wind just walked on the edge of life and death, the whole person is a little confused, more unbelievable.

So many of them, so many of them can't stop that man for a moment

These people all died under the sword, and his whole body was also severely wounded by the sword.

The reason why the man kept him alive was to let him tell Chu Cheng ye, "the cold king said In the future, your fate will be the same... "

Suifeng didn't dare to say any more, and he didn't have the strength to support him, so he fainted seriously.

Chu Cheng Ye looks at the wounds on Suifeng's body. These are just the serious injuries caused by the sword Qi. If it wasn't for the sword Qi but for the sword moves, Suifeng would have been torn apart.

Frost sword.

Frost out, the world surprised.

Unless Chu Yihan intentionally let go, no enemy can escape under him.

"Chu Yihan! Chu Yihan! Do you want to kill this temple! You wait for me I won't let you go! " Chu Chengye clenches his hands and roars up to the sky.

Hanwangfu.

Chu Yihan went back to the mansion to bathe and change into a pure white inner garment. Under the moonlight, the beautiful matchless face became more and more charming.

Just the expression on the face is still cold, he asks Mu Xiu, "she can return to the mansion?"

Mu Xiu nodded, "Miss Su safely back to the house, now should sleep."

Chu Yi Han nodded. Mu Xiu thought of something and told him, "Wang Ye, Prime Minister Hua is also in the eighth Prince's mansion tonight. He left with us at the same time."

"Flowers fall?" Chu Yihan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cynical and evil charm appeared in his brain, which made people want to beat him in the face.

Su Yuetong came out of the dungeon and was abducted by him.

The hostility in Chu Yihan's eyes, Mu Xiu saw too clearly, "before Prime Minister Hua, it seemed that he had no friendship with Miss Su. Today's behavior is not like his style."

"When did he have a style?" Chu Yi's cold voice.

Such a tasteful word can also be put on the person whose flowers fall?

I don't know why, when Mu Xiu heard Chu Yihan say so, he wanted to laugh, and wanted to laugh very much.

Before Chu Yihan goes to sleep, he gives an order to let the flower fall away from Su Yuetong.

However, the next day, Prime Minister Hua, who was just going to find his little things to play with, was stopped by a eunuch before he went out of the palace. "Prime minister Hua, stay here. Today, there are still several important things that have not been decided. Han Wang said that he is ill. I want to ask you to stay in the palace and help the emperor solve these things. Thank you, Prime Minister!"

Flower tip down the corner of the mouth, a pair of dark purple eyes, full of evil spirit look.