"Chu Qingge, do you think that a mere imperial edict can make this prince submit?"

A low magnetic sound rang above the head.

Chu Qingge only felt a stinging pain in his neck, and he was clearly suffocating.

Her slender eyelashes trembled, and she finally opened her eyes.

In sight, the man's stunning face was astonishing as hell.

She lived her whole life and had never seen such a handsome man.

But at this moment, he tightly pinched her throat!

"I want to be the princess of my country's Duke's Mansion?"

The man's thin lips moved slightly, his voice as cold as his bone marrow: "I want a corpse, and I don't want you!"

The force that fell on the neck suddenly increased...

I don't know how long it took, the man left her.

He wore a long robe and wrapped his slender and handsome figure.

The handsome face that was enough to make the world lose its beauty, except for the fine sweat, was full of cold breath.

The door was swept away by his palm wind, and outside, there were people kneeling all over the ground.

"The prince, the ninth princess, she...she..."

"Die." Feng Liye's face was unrest, "Buried!"

He walked away.

The cold and silent back, with a bleak breath, makes people shudder.

But, buried, buried?

Everyone's faces froze, and they knelt on the ground one by one, their faces as if dead.

That is the Ninth Princess! The youngest daughter of the emperor today and the Queen Mother’s most precious granddaughter!

Chu Qingge sat up, listened to the man's ruthless words, and worked hard to organize new memories.

The real Ninth Princess was indeed dead and was strangled to death by her newlywed husband.

An imperial edict forced Feng Liye to marry.

The prince was rebellious and even told the world his own way to his unyielding surrender!

How much he hates this newlywed lady!

But she is no longer Chu Qingge!

This body moved into another soul.

She, Chu Qing!

Outside the house, the people still knelt all over the ground.

The body of the Ninth Princess lying in the room was the body of Princess Ninth, and no one dared to move.

"Yes, do you want to report to the Duke?"

"You, go."

"No, you go!"

"I dare not..."

"It's better to bury it. Anyway, this ninth princess is notoriously famous and is not a good person."

"Okay, okay, we listened to the prince and buried her!"

Everyone stood up and was about to go in and move Chu Qingge's body away.

Unexpectedly, a slender figure walked out of the room.

The red dress was as blood as blood and the black hair was as bright as brocade, which made her delicate and beautiful face look even more white and flawless.

The black cloud eyes are crystal clear and the small nose is elegant and noble.

Chu Qingge leaned against the door, looking lazy: "Who are you going to bury?"

"Nine, Nine Princess?"

"Ghost!"

"No, she...she has a shadow, she...she is human."

Chu Qingge coldly glanced at the servant in the yard: "Where is Feng Liye?"

Kill her and left like that.

If this Prince Li doesn't treat him well, she won't call him Chu Qingge.

"Go back, go back to the Ninth Princess, the Prince... went to Qingyun Garden."

...In Qingyun Garden.

Fengliye is drinking tea.

Like the black hair, there are still thin beads of sweat left.

But now there is no trace of turmoil on this frozen face that has been frozen for thousands of years.

A young woman stood aside, crying with tears in her eyes.

"Brother Ye, it's Yun'er's fault that he is not qualified to serve you."

Feng Yuanhao, the second young master of the Feng family, was sitting not far away, looked distressed: "It was the ninth princess who took a fancy to the eldest brother, cried, made a fuss and sang her, and asked the queen mother to decide on this marriage! It was her fault, what did you do with you?"

"But... I have to let Brother Ye down and marry such a...a wife who is ignorant of his ignorance."

Chu Weiyun wiped her tears and quietly looked at the man on the chair.

He was light and calm, with a expressionless face.

No one can see through what he is thinking.

Chu Weiyun bit her lower lip and whispered: "Brother Ye, Yun'er is willing... willing to be a slave and a servant. Follow Brother Ye in the future and serve you, Brother Ye!"

Feng Yuanhao became anxious when he heard this: "Yun'er, you are the princess and have a noble status! You... how can you be a slave or a servant?"

"That's right, you, as a princess, how can you be a slave to the prince? Isn't it right?"

Outside the door, a crisp, but cold laugh suddenly came from a little disdainful voice.

"If I really want to be a slave, I will go and say to the emperor and grandmother, and let you serve me."
Chapter completed!