An Yi cursed angrily, and then obediently acted as a coachman for the two of them.
Han Yu held Ying Ying's hand and glanced at An Yi through the gap in the car curtain, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Well, this brother-in-law is not bad. I won’t bully him next time.
The carriage went all the way west from the palace gate, and the people on the street recognized it as the Shen family's carriage and cast friendly glances.
"Master Chief Assistant and Han Langjun have finally returned from the southwest."
"Yes, Mr. Han Xiaolang has made great achievements this time. When he comes back, he will marry Mrs. Shen, right?"
Han Yu and Ying Ying had been engaged in marriage since they were young. They had been loving each other for so many years, and the people in the capital had seen it and were looking forward to them becoming successful.
When Han Yu heard the people's words, he turned to look at the young lady beside him. She lowered her head and exposed the tips of her ears. It was obvious that she had also heard the people's comments.
"I really want you to marry me tomorrow."
Han Yu leaned close to her ear, his breath hitting the tip of her ear. His face was slurping and his neck was turning red.
"Brother Yu!"
This was still outside, why did Han Yu say such things?
Yingying gave him a look and hurriedly looked outside. Fortunately, Anyi was driving hard and didn't notice the car, otherwise she would have found a crack in the ground to get in.
"Okay, I won't tell."
Han Yu squeezed the little girl's palm, his eyes full of smiles.
His little girl is shy, so these words will be reserved for marriage.
Han Yu thought this, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little turbulent.
After marriage, it will be very beautiful just thinking about it.
Naturally, Yingying didn't know what he was thinking. Without Han Yu's sudden love words, the blush on her face gradually faded away.
The carriage traveled all the way, and the spring city was full of life. The streets were bustling with people, and the crowds of people also covered up those who wanted to hide.
Qin Susu looked at the Shen family's carriage with a flash of resentment in her eyes.
Ever since she left Zhao Qi, she had nowhere to go.
She didn't have much ability. Although she looked above average, Qin Susu was not willing to just find someone to follow her. She still dreamed of taking back the system, and Han Yu would still be hers.
People all around were praising Han Yu and Shen Yingying for their good match. Qin Susu felt jealous when she heard it. She had several marks on her palms with her fingernails. She tried her best to endure it so as not to let her anger burst out.
No! She has to take back the system quickly, otherwise she will have no chance when Han Yu marries Shen Yingying.
A flash of urgency flashed in Qin Susu's eyes, and she left the crowd and headed in one direction.
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In the dungeon of the palace, Zhao Qi lay dying in his cell.
He was forced to confess by Black Hawk and tortured. Although the punishment was not severe, it still frightened him out of his courage.
He was a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death. Zhao Yu raised him and did not let him suffer. Zhao Qi thought that he would be able to regain the throne after returning to Beijing, but he did not expect that he was caught by Zhao Jing before he could take action.
Zhao Qi was so frightened by the soldering iron in Black Eagle's hand that he tried to do anything. When he found out that Zhao Yu had also been arrested, Zhao Qi huddled on the ground and his whole body was trembling.
"I didn't mean it...you can't blame me..."
He muttered, and the panic in his eyes seemed real.
"Get in!"
Just when Zhao Qi was panicking, the cell door opened, and Black Eagle pressed a man in with leg and handcuffs.
Zhao Qi heard the sound and saw a familiar face.
"Little...brother-in-law?"
He never expected that this person would be Zhao Yu, and how could Zhao Jing imprison him too.
Zhao Yu was arrested because of his information. Zhao Qi knew his uncle's temperament, so he must retaliate. He had caused him to be thrown into prison, and Zhao Qi would never let him go.
Zhao Qi was about to burst into tears. Zhao Jing was really trying to kill the donkey. He had done everything, yet he was still treated like this. No, he refused to accept it.
"Let me out, I don't want to be here, let me out!"
Zhao Qi suddenly got up, hugged Black Eagle's legs, and cried hoarsely.
Black Eagle looked down at him, speechless.
The man in front of him is a prince after all. Not only does he have no backbone, he also has no face. If King Jing is still alive, he will beat this grandson to death no matter what.
Zhao Yu also disliked this nephew very much. Although Zhao Qi was deliberately raised to waste by him, he never expected that he could be embarrassed like this.
"Zhao Qi!"
Zhao Yu found an empty seat and sat down, and drank in a low voice.
Zhao Qi has been afraid of this uncle since he was a child. Hearing Zhao Yu's scolding, he immediately stood up straight. Although he did not speak, his fear was already visible in his appearance.
"I still have something to do. The two princes haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's catch up on old times."
Black Eagle brushed Zhao Qi's hand away with a cold face and walked out of the prison.
Zhao Qi watched helplessly as the cell door was locked again, her expression becoming one of mourning.
Keeping him locked up with Zhao Yu would be more uncomfortable than killing him.
Zhao Qi squatted at the cell door with her head hanging down, not wanting to turn around at all.
Zhao Yu stared at this useless nephew with a sullen face.
"If eldest brother knew you were this kind of person, he might not even let you be born."
Zhao Qi's back felt cold and she muttered.
"My uncle didn't teach me to become like this. What does it have to do with my father? He never raised me."
Zhao Qi's father was killed long ago because of the rebellion. Zhao Qi's only impression of his father was that of seriousness. His father was even scarier than Zhao Yu. When his father was beheaded, Zhao Qi was still happy for a while. Now think about it
He is so stupid.
If his father was still alive, he would never be in the situation he is in now.
However, there is no point in thinking anymore now. Zhao Qi knows that Zhao Yu will not let him go. He knows Zhao Yu's methods. Even if his hands and feet are trapped, Zhao Yu can still make his life worse than death.
Zhao Qi felt desperate. Zhao Jing's torture had frightened him for half his life. Now that Zhao Yu had moved in, Zhao Qi felt that he had no way out.
Sure enough, Zhao Yu did not disappoint Zhao Qi.
He was caught and had something to do with Zhao Qi. Even though Zhao Qi was his only relative, Zhao Yu had no mercy when his own life was at stake.
Zhao Qi was covered in hidden wounds and was going crazy from the torture.
"Uncle, you can't blame me. It was Zhao Jing who forced me to say it. Yes, it was Zhao Jing who forced me to say it. I didn't want to betray you!"
A needle was inserted into his fingertips, and his fingers were connected to his heart. Zhao Qi shed bloody tears in pain, and Zhao Yu showed no mercy at all.
"Then why don't you die? If you are a dead person, you won't have to talk."
Zhao Yu's eyes were filled with hatred. How could he not hate Zhao Qi? King Jing's lineage had been dormant for a long time and was about to see the light, but now it was destroyed by Zhao Qi.
Zhao Yu didn't feel that his idea of usurping the throne was stupid at all. In his eyes, Zhao Jing was just a child, and as an elder, he couldn't easily control him.
Zhao Qi endured Zhao Yu's torture, and finally couldn't help but bumped her head against the cell wall to death one night.
