Chapter 162: Think with your head, not with your heart.
"Explain it clearly to me." Feng Yuze's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. What did she mean by this?
Feng Yuze could no longer understand what the woman in front of him was thinking. He couldn't detect her heart and see what she was thinking.
She gives people a sense of mystery, as if everything is born in mystery. The more curious you are, the more mysterious it becomes, making it completely invisible and incomprehensible.
I don't know why, seeing her like this, his heart actually hurts. What's going on?
He wanted to hold her in his arms, but he didn't want to look into her sad eyes.
He didn't want to see anything, and his heart actually panicked at this moment.
But at this moment, a scene of betrayal suddenly appeared in his heart.
In the hazy fog, I couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but I could clearly see her clothes. She was dressed in red, and her clear voice revealed a sad tone.
But he still saw her mercilessly stabbing the dagger into his chest, a trace of sweat broke out on her forehead, and when she raised her eyes again, her eyes became even sharper.
Yes, there was hatred in his eyes. For some reason, Yan Yiyi's heart ached again when she looked at him with such eyes.
Amo, Amoyiyi, what should I do? How should I do it?
God's will cannot be violated or deliberately changed. Why? Why did such a thing happen to her?
She just loves a beloved man, why does it have to be so hard to love? Could it be that God can't see them? What did she do wrong?
There was mist in her eyes, and a wry smile appeared on her lips.
"My lord, you should not pay too much attention to some things, and don't be too contentious, otherwise you will regret it one day. Please think clearly."
"Are you warning me not to touch you? What if I touch you?" Feng Yuze's voice became sharp.
He hated being threatened the most in his life, but the woman in front of him threatened him again and again.
"There's no need to say more. Your Majesty, if you have nothing else to do, it's better to go back and accompany your princess. I believe she will be anxious by now."
Yan Yiyi never thought that one day she would push her husband to someone else. Ha, it was really unexpected.
"Hmph, don't do this to me. Someone will take this woman out for me and make her kneel in front of me in the palace until she admits that everything is her fault."
Feng Yuze ordered coldly. Tears fell from Yan Yiyi's eyes, but there was still a smile on her lips. That smile was bitter and helpless. Her voice had a hint of desolation and said, "
Yiyi can go on her own without anyone escorting her. But Prince, if you think of this one day, don't regret it."
Yan Yiyi said coldly, then walked out of Bi Yiwan and walked towards the gate of the palace.
She believes that by tomorrow the whole Fengcheng will know that the wife whom Prince Ze happily welcomed back has fallen out of favor. Yes, she has really fallen out of favor. Why should she see through all of this? Why should she know how many times there will be after tomorrow?
Want to appear in front of her? She doesn't care about this at all, but why can't she see through what happened after Amo stabbed her?
Will she and Amo really end at that moment? Maybe, but she really doesn't want to, doesn't want to.
Yan Yiyi stepped out with her head held high. Both guards felt unworthy of the lady. They wanted to plead for her, but they could not forget their own identities, so they gave Yan Yiyi an apologetic look.