Ye Ruoxue looked at the gentle and elegant Uncle Seven Emperors who arrived suddenly, feeling a little at a loss.
Thinking that the Seventh Emperor's uncle would take action for Ye Chuyue, he was filled with hatred and his eyes turned red.
For a clean person like Uncle Seventh Emperor, how could Ye Chuyue deserve his favor?!
Next to Uncle Seventh Emperor, there were two men of similar age, one of whom was considered an old acquaintance of Chu Yue.
The prince of the Shenwu Empire, Xuanyuan Chen!
From the moment he saw Ye Chuyue, Xuanyuan Chen wanted to cook Ye Chuyue in the fire and eat her alive.
His marriage to Princess Dongyang was completely ruined because of Ye Chuyue's stupid move!
Xuanyuan Chen looked at the snow-like veil on Chu Yue's face and laughed mockingly: "It seems that Miss Ye is still a shameless woman. She knows that she is not visible to others, but she also knows how to cover her face."
No one was surprised that Ye Chuyue showed off her face with a veil. After all, Ye Chuyue's face was disgusting and no one wanted to see it.
"Yes, how can you compare to His Highness the Crown Prince, who was rejected by Princess Dongyang and still has the nerve to show off in the market." Chu Yue sneered lightly, every word of which was sarcastic.
Xuanyuan Chen's eyes were full of anger, but a trace of doubt passed through his heart.
In the past, when this ugly guy saw him, he would always bow his head and grovel. Why did he fall down and change his temperament so much?
Xuanyuan Chen stared sharply into Ye Chuyue's eyes, trying to see the disguise.
After a long time, Xuanyuan Chen suddenly realized it and glanced at Chu Yue with disdain.
Play hard to catch, or welcome back when you refuse?
"Ye Chuyue, you should give up on this idea. I will never marry you. Even if you are my concubine, you are not worthy." Xuanyuan Chen said ferociously.
The original reason for agreeing to this marriage was because of Ye Chuyue's talent.
Now Ye Chuyue is a notorious broken shoe. Even if she tries her best, she can't climb onto his dragon bed!
Chu Yue's eyes were dull for a moment, seriously doubting the prince's mind.
However, Zihu, who was held in Xiaobao's arms, looked at Xuanyuan Chen and then at Ye Chuyue suspiciously.
Not to mention, I can’t tell that this stinky woman’s love story would be so romantic!
"Yue'er, you still haven't apologized to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Su Linglong scolded: "You were at fault in the matter about Princess Dongyang. What's more, five years ago, His Highness the Crown Prince was not kind to you, but you embarrassed His Highness."
"Your Highness, don't blame Yue'er. Yue'er admires you so much that she would do such a stupid thing." Su Linglong smiled again.
She just wanted to tell Ye Chuyue's scandal so that these young talents would all look down on Ye Chuyue.
In contrast, her proud daughter Ye Ruoxue is the sweet girl of heaven.
Mentioning what happened five years ago, Xuanyuan Chen's eyes were full of disgust.
Chu Yue folded her hands on her chest and was dressed in plain clothes. The veil covered her beautiful face, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that looked forward to her.
The dark pupils were like thick ink that couldn't be melted away.
The moment he looked into each other's eyes, Xuanyuan Chen felt momentarily throbbing.
Not to mention, Ye Chuyue wasn't that disgusting even after covering up that disgusting face.
Just thinking about his already-stale marriage, and the fact that it had become a joke among the vassal states, Xuanyuan Chen became very angry.
"Ye Chuyue, kneel down, kowtow three times, and beg me. Maybe I will be happy and accept you as my wife." Xuanyuan Chen smiled evilly.
"Xiaobao, come here." Chu Yue turned a blind eye and waved to Xiaobao.
Xiaobao held the little purple fox and carried a small bundle on his back. He moved his short legs and came to Chu Yue's side.
He raised his head, his watery eyes were full of innocence, and asked in a sweet voice: "Beautiful mother, will the baby live here in the future?"
"This will be your home from now on." Chu Yue knelt down, rubbed Xiaobao's head, and glanced at Xuanyuan Chen sarcastically: "Xiaobao, you must study more and practice well, otherwise you will grow up
From now on, you will be as brainless as this weird uncle."
"Good! Xiaobao knows." Xiaobao nodded heavily.
"Pfft!"
On the other side of the Seven Emperors Uncle, a handsome man wearing a red robe as red as blood alloy suddenly laughed.
He wears a jade pendant around his waist, engraved with totems of the four beasts, and his robes are densely arranged and embroidered with blood-colored cloud patterns.
The man raises his hands and feet, showing his innate nobility. His eyes are reddish, and he is born to be provocative and flirtatious!
There seemed to be an unruly air between his brows, as if he was free and easy about the world.
At this moment, she was smiling from ear to ear, looking at Chu Yue with a pair of sword eyes.
He had no idea that the world-famous Miss Ye San was so interesting.
His sharp teeth are as sharp as those of a hundred thousand lions!
Chu Yue glanced at the medal on this person's chest, and based on her knowledge of the Shenwu Empire, she could probably guess the identity of the other person.
The young prince of the Shenwu Empire, Xuecheng.
Xuecheng's unscrupulous laughter made Xuanyuan Chen furious. He suddenly pulled out his sword, wishing that Ye Chuyue's blood would be splashed on the spot!
However, just as Xuanyuan Chen pulled out the sword, he was pushed out by a force as gentle as the wind.
"Clang" sounded.
The sword was sheathed again.
Xuanyuan Chen suddenly looked sideways at the gentle man beside him, "Uncle Huang?"
"Chen'er, the third lady is a defenseless and weak woman." The Seventh Emperor's uncle said without blushing, "This action is unmanly."
Weak woman......
Zihu, who was nestling in Xiaobao's arms, couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the bloody scene where Ye Chuyue killed him with a knife and destroyed his Dantian last night.
Isn't this Uncle Seven Emperors afraid of being struck by thunder from heaven when he speaks out of conscience?