"Innocence is more important to a girl's family than her life. If the prince takes advantage of her, Qingyao might as well die!"
Duan Qingyao's eyes were firm and her tone was firm.
In order to increase his credibility, Duan Qingyao's men subconsciously added a little more force.
The sharp hairpin scratched the delicate skin, and a drop of red blood slid down the skin.
Jun Yanan's eyes narrowed. Doesn't she feel pain?
How could it not hurt?
However, she would rather hurt herself than commit herself to herself.
This realization made Jun Yanan extremely depressed and heartbroken.
If he is a fool and she is as unwilling to marry him as Duan Hongyan, then it makes sense!
But now, I have shown her all my trump cards in the last chapter, is she still unwilling?
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Jun Yanan squeezed out these words through his teeth.
Duan Qingyao didn't know if she was dazzled or not, why she saw a hint of sadness in Jun Yanan's eyes.
No, she must be blinded!
At this moment, in this scene, everyone is a knife and I am a fish. She is the one who should be sad. Why should Jun Yanan be sad if he is fine?
"Prince An is joking. Prince An has a noble status and a huge family fortune. He is so handsome and beautiful. Now he is just a temporary solution. In the future, it will not be the same. It is Qingyao who has a low status and is extremely vulgar.
, I am not worthy of the prince, I dare not humiliate the prince!"
This is a beautifully said statement!
If these words were uttered from someone else's mouth, he would definitely think that this person is quick-thinking and articulate.
But now that it came out of Duan Qingyao's mouth, it made him feel that it was a hypocritical excuse!
"Whether you are worthy of me or not has the final say! If you are worried that you are not worthy of the position of princess, there are many other positions in my backyard!"
When soldiers come to block it, when water comes to cover it up, Jun Yan'an is not easy to fool.
Duan Qingyao's mouth twitched. She didn't even care about Princess An's position. Would she care about other positions?
Is it better to be a concubine than a real wife?
Even a fool can tell that this is a pretext, but Jun Yanan is the only one who deliberately pretends not to know!
The moment Duan Qingyao hesitated, Jun Yanan reached out and tried to snatch the hairpin from her hand.
After the vigilant Duan Qingyao noticed it, she tightened her hairpin and stabbed it in a few more times.
Blood flowed out like a gush of blood, which looked horrifying!
Jun Yanan's brows twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan". This woman was really cruel to him.
With the facts before his eyes, he had no choice but to believe that if he kept pushing her hard, Duan Qingyao would really be able to do it rather than live in ruins!
Is he, Jun Yanan really such a failure?
Duan Qingyang watched Jun Yanan raise her fist angrily, and she closed her eyes in fear!
I originally thought that Jun Yan'an's fist would hit him hard, but I didn't expect that a "bang" sounded in my ears, as if the whole room was shaking.
When she timidly opened her eyes, Jun Yanan had already stood up from her, bent down to pick up the gown from the ground, and put it on with his back to her.
Duan Qingyao, who was surviving the disaster, was so nervous that she was wet all over, but she still held the hairpin tightly in her hand.
So, Jun Yanan let her go?
She was still unsure and didn't dare to slack off at all.
Jun Yan'an reluctantly turned around and glanced at her. Seeing her defensive look, he raised the corners of his mouth and revealed an evil smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes. On the contrary, it made people feel chilly!
"There are as many people as possible who want to warm my bed! Why would I try to force a concubine who can't stand up to the throne? You, take care of yourself!"
Hearing these words, Duan Qingyao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that Jun Yanan was really angry and decided to let her go!
Finally, the door was slammed shut.
Duan Qingyao seemed to have collapsed. The hand that had been holding the hairpin fell weakly and bonelessly, and the hairpin stained with blood rolled down on the bed.
After walking out of the house, Jun Yanan entered the dark pavilion with an expressionless face, changed into night clothes, and put on his iconic silver mask.
As soon as his subordinates saw his appearance, they knew something unusual was going on.
Otherwise, why would their prince take action personally?
"Your Majesty, what is this?"
Jun Yanan held a sword and stood majestically in the center of the hall, pursed his lips and said nothing.
I don’t know if he is angry with Duan Qingyao or himself.
Duan Qingyao obviously doesn't care about him so much, why does he still care so much about her feelings?
For example, the matter of Duan Qingyang.
He comforted himself that he just couldn't bear to see an innocent child being implicated.
The prince is cunning and cunning, and can do anything. He just doesn't want his nemesis to be too proud!
"Take this guy with you and go to the prince's palace!"
The four guards looked at each other in confusion. Did they hear it correctly? The prince finally became hardened and decided to openly become an enemy of the prince?
marvelous!
They have been waiting for this day for who knows how long!
"It's gone! It's gone! Someone come quickly!"
At night, when everything was silent and everyone was sleeping soundly, a flame burst out from nowhere. In a short time, the prince's palace burned into a big fireball, which reflected the northern sky red.
The servant who woke up from the heat screamed several times, and then the sleeping people rushed over carrying buckets of water.
People were carrying water, people were putting out fires, people were rescuing things, and the originally orderly palace was now a mess.
"Is there anyone there? Duan Qingyang?"
How easy is it to find a child in Nuo Da's palace?
Jun Yanan, dressed in black, searched for a long time and finally found a locked room with a rare light on.
"Who are you?"
Duan Qingyang had long been awakened by the noisy sounds outside, but what he didn't expect was that someone seemed to be looking for him?
"I'm your sister's friend!"
As Jun Yanan spoke, he raised his sword and struck the iron lock.
With a "clang" sound, the iron lock was knocked open.
"Follow me!"
Duan Qingyang looked at the silver-faced man in front of him warily, but did not move even half a step.