Just now, this woman was challenging her bottom line again and again. Yan Yu was already very kind to keep her. What she said was right. She really didn't know Mount Tai and dared to ask herself what she was. So now, Yan Yu wanted to let her know what she was.

Yan Yu kicked her several steps with force on his toes. Mei Chengyu was thrown to the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he still wanted to kowtow to apologize. Yan Yu sneered, thinking that she was so powerful, it turned out that it was just that. He didn't have the habit of beating a woman. Although he looked at the kneeling woman in front of him, Yan Yu was too lazy to do anything to do with her, so that he could not dirty his hands.

"Hang this woman up and hang it here, whip it every day, and don't give her any food until she dies." Yan Yu glanced at Mei Chengyu indifferently, and it was too simple to directly take her life. It seemed that this guy named Mei Chengyu had bullied Feng Hua for a long time, and torture her to death was worthy of her actions.

"No, no, the emperor..." Mei Chengyu was very frightened. If she knew that the person in front of her was the emperor, she would not dare to offend her so much even if she had lent her ten courage. The emperor is famous for being cruel and indifferent, but Mei Chengyu would never want to die so unknown. She rushed to Yan Yu and grabbed his thigh: "Your Majesty, you will spare me this time... OK? Please, I didn't mean to offend..."

But this made Yan Yu very disgusted. He shook her hand away, and this time he directly threw Mei Chengyu off the stairs, and then rolled down the stairs. Judging from the screams, Mei Chengyu should have been thrown lightly. Yan Yu patted the dust on his trouser legs, and wanted to keep this woman for a few days to say goodbye to the world, but he was so ignorant. Yan Yu stopped the servants who were about to help Mei Chengyu get up and said, "Hold this woman up for me now."

After all, Yan Yu turned around and planned to seek credit. After all, he helped Feng Huali drive away an annoying person. But Yan Yu turned around and saw Feng Huali raise his hand and wiped his lips with fear, and said, "Absolute!"

After leaving this sentence for Yan Yu, Feng Huali turned around and left. Yan Yu stretched out his hand, but he did not stop her at all, so he had to give up.

After returning to the room, Feng Huali locked the door from behind, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. His heart was beating particularly fast at this time. For some reason, when Yan Yu was kissed, he actually felt a little moved. If there was a bucket of cold water beside him at this time, Feng Huali must splash it on him to make himself sober at this moment.

Yan Yu is not a good person. Feng Huali has always known that those lives are particularly clear and unforgettable in his heart. Although he was as tender as water just now, the kiss was extremely warm. But he had so many concubines, and it must have been used this trick to capture the hearts of those ignorant women. Feng Huali shook his head, knowing that Yan Yu's true temperament was very cold and very cruel.

Just like she had just given Mei Chengyu, if she didn't like her that day, she might have died even worse than Mei Chengyu. Thinking of this, Feng Hua couldn't help but feel cold on her back, and the inexplicable throbbing in her heart gradually calmed down. She felt a little tired and was about to lie on the bed to rest.

Just as Feng Huali turned over, a piece of letter paper fell out of his arms. The letter paper was yellow and was folded squarely, but it was wrinkled at this moment. Feng Huali picked it up and looked at it for a while before he remembered that it was given to him by Su San. At that time, Su San said that this letter was very important and he must open it and read it, but later Feng Huali brought it with him and forgot about it.

Since it was given to her by Su San, it must be unrelated to the emperor. Feng Huali threw the thin letter paper aside, and the letter paper fell under the bed with the wind. At this moment, Feng Huali was in a very complicated mood. She could not sort out these chaotic emotions, so she could only choose to escape.

So Feng Huali did not go out for several days, and had slaves to serve him in food and daily life. He also lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion. The Prime Minister's Mansion was highly alert these days, fearing that he would neglect the emperor and that the things prepared for the emperor were the best in the entire mansion.

Of course, the emperor is also inseparable from the benefits of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so Feng Qiuhui was too late to welcome him, so he was reluctant to drive him away.

It was night, Feng Qiufu's room.

Feng Qiufu sat in front of him with a hungry and thin woman covered in blood and whip marks. Obviously, this woman was Mei Chengyu. Feng Qiufu looked very humble when facing her: "The emperor's people have been staring at her for the past two days. Will you be able to get you down once you find a gap?"

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Feng Qiufu quickly smiled again and said with great sincerity: "I have found a house in the suburbs, and someone will pick you up. You don't have to worry about information anymore. The emperor is in the prime minister's house. I want to know what news is not a trivial matter between me?"

Mei Chengyu glanced at him, and the dirty blood blocked most of her vision. She lived a life of no human beings or ghosts in the past two days, whipping her whips one by one until she lost consciousness and could not feel the pain, and she never stopped. Mei Chengyu gently licked the blood on her lower lip, and her gloomy eyes seemed particularly vague at night: "Feng Huali, I will let you know what the feeling of regret is..."

Feng Qiufu was also very good at looking at his face and quickly said, "Don't worry, sir, as long as I think, I will definitely help you."

"Oh?" Mei Chengyu became a little interested. She looked at Feng Qiufu and asked as if she was tentative, "What if you were asked to kill her?"

Some of Mei Chengyu's surprise was that Feng Qiufu nodded almost without hesitation. Over the years, Feng Qiufu has been loyal to the Great Western Dynasty. Therefore, the person he married could only be from the Great Western Dynasty. If he were from Chang'an, he could only use it for use or cover-up. He must not have any feelings. If the two countries start war, they will be confused.

The people Feng Qiu married again have always been the Great Western Dynasty, or the people in their family who have a connection with the Great Western Dynasty, but these people know nothing about their lives. Only Su Nianyun was an accident. The reason why she married her was just because of her relationship with the miracle doctor.

In order to prevent Feng Qiufu from breaking his teeth, he could not care about Feng Huali. Feng Qiufu has indeed done so many years, but Mei Chengyu always thought that he was his own flesh and blood after all, and there was a little bit of love that was difficult to give up: "I agreed so easily, so I wouldn't be reluctant to give up?"

The smile on Feng Qiufu's face gradually solidified. This idea had a faint premonition from the birth of Feng Huali, but it was finally confirmed until recently that he said coldly: "This bitch is not my biological daughter at all."

"What?" Mei Chengyu was shocked. He didn't expect that there was something else. He thought that Su Nianyun was so good. It turned out that he was just a fishy shoe. But that's fine. Now Su Nianyun has become a living dead person, and Feng Huali is not his biological daughter. Only people from the Great Western Dynasty are left in the mansion.

...

For seven consecutive days, Feng Huali locked herself in the room. Yan Yu came to the door several times and could not see her. The weather gradually returned to spring, and it was rare to see the sun this afternoon. Feng Huali was lying on the bed, just in front of the paper window. He could have enjoyed the soft sunlight for an afternoon, but a slight collision sound came and a stone hit the window.

Feng Huali was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had an illusion, but then one stone after another hit him. Feng Huali was sure that he had no auditory or vision. This must be someone making trouble outside. This room was newly built, relying on the side wall of the prime minister's mansion. Not far from the window was a beautiful mountain. Because the wind was very strong, the windows had almost never been opened these days.

Thinking that it was Yan Yulai's window, Feng Huali got out of bed helplessly, pushed open the window, and said impatiently: "I want to have a good rest for a few days and stop disturbing me."

It would be fine to shout loudly in front of the door every day, but it was too much to run to the window now. But the next second, a warm voice came over, and the line was completely different from Yan Yu's: "You are finally willing to see me, I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

Feng Huali was stunned. When he raised his head, the sunlight just sprinkled into his eyes. After a moment of temporary blindness, the man had already moved to his eyes. The man was wearing a red dress and had extremely beautiful facial features. Whether it was a very tall nose or a just-thin lips, his phoenix eyes were very vivid, and his eyes seemed to be striking as if they were hiding peach blossoms.

"You..." If you want to use one word to describe this man's facial features, I'm afraid that the word perfection is worthy of it. Although it looks a bit like a woman, it is still difficult to hide his extraordinary appearance. Feng Huali forgot that he broke into the prime minister's mansion, and it is very likely that he was an assassin or something.

The man in red bit his lower lip slightly, and his eyes seemed to be covered in mist. When he spoke again, the man's voice was already crying: "Li Er, it's been so many years. You said you only married me in this life, but later..."

He also said that the more difficult it was to control his emotions, the tears in his eyes became bigger and bigger. He jumped down from the wall of the prime minister's mansion, rushed to the window, and held Feng Huali's hands without saying a word. The man's hands were trembling slightly. His eyes looked at Feng Huali seemed to be heartbroken: "But it's okay, you... you are finally willing to see me... as long as you are willing to see me, you have made various excuses not to meet me for seven years. Do you know how uncomfortable I feel?"
Chapter completed!