Male God Free Shipping: Second Married Wife Don’t Get Mad

"Ha...haha." Irene laughed intermittently after a few seconds.

The treacherous face on his face was disgusting, and the old and cloudy eyes stared evilly at Shen Yao: "I won't kneel down to you bitch."

"Slap your mouth." Shen Yao's voice was extremely cold, neither loud nor small, but the people around could hear it clearly.

"You rush..."

Before she could finish speaking, a soldier slapped her across the face.

"Kneel down." Shen Yao spoke again.

The corner of Irene's mouth was bleeding, and the red palm prints were hot and painful. She had never been slapped in her whole life, and she squinted at her.

Cheng Ge saw that Irene didn't kneel and ordered someone to do it, Shen Yao slightly raised her hand to stop Ah Cheng's move.

"Slap your mouth." The tone was still cold.

The soldier once again slapped Irene's face fiercely with all his strength.

The resounding resounded through the entire silent palace gate, and all the soldiers could hear it. The soldiers who slapped their mouths felt a little pain in their hands.

Irene's face was so red that she couldn't bear it, her mouth was full of blood, she refused to accept, how could she let a little girl slap her mouth as a high-ranking emperor, and still looked at her coldly.

"Continue." Shen Yao didn't seem to be in a hurry, and said in a cold tone.

After repeating this for a few times, Irene finally understood that Shen Yao made her kneel down on her own initiative. Her body couldn't take it anymore, and she, who was afraid of pain, finally gave up the last bit of dignified resistance.

Kneeling on the ground with a plop, she even wanted to hug Shen Yao's thigh: "I was wrong! I was wrong! I will kneel down for you! Don't hit me!"

Shen Yao took a step back in distaste: "Go there."

Irene slowly raised her head and looked at Shen Yao's finger pointing at the place where Cheng Ge was lying.

After all, she is also the emperor of a country, how could she kneel down to a commoner: "No! I don't!"

"Slap your mouth." Shen Yao didn't talk nonsense to her either.

"I kneel! I kneel!" As soon as Irene heard the two words from Shen Yao's mouth, she immediately turned in the direction of Cheng Ge timidly.

"Kowtow." Shen Yao clenched her hands tightly. She didn't bother to do anything to someone like Irene herself, but she was the one who killed Cheng Ge, and she must vent her anger on Cheng Ge's behalf.

Irene didn't want to kowtow, everyone was watching, and suddenly remembered that it was not only her, but also Anna who caused Cheng Ge to be like this.

He said in a panic: "I didn't catch Cheng Ge! Anna led someone to catch him! She bewitched me, and I didn't even know they were leaving!"

Shen Yao's eyes were cold and stern: "Let them all come and practice for Cheng Ge."

"Yes." Ah Cheng replied, and immediately turned to bring all the captured people to Cheng Ge.

"Salute." Shen Yao said lightly without looking back at those people.

Anna was like everyone else, gagged, unable to speak, eyes full of resentment, and was held down by the soldiers to kowtow to Cheng Ge.

Irene struggled and yelled repeatedly, seeing that Shen Yao was annoyed, Ah Cheng gagged Irene's mouth and forced her to salute.

These Irene's people all owe Cheng Ge, Shen Yao stares at the distance with appreciative eyes, Cheng Ge is in the sky, he must be safe.

It seemed that it had been a long time before Shen Yao walked over until the blood was bleeding from the heads of those people. The blood on their heads was nothing compared to the blood under Cheng Ge.

Gently supporting Cheng Ge, Ah Cheng immediately ordered someone to carry the stretcher over, and helped Shen Yao put Cheng Ge's body on the stretcher.

"Go pick up Your Highness, let's go back to the palace." Shen Yao ordered lightly.

"Yes." Ah Cheng immediately replied with the same pain, and turned to pick up Liao Licheng.

All the soldiers stood at the door, and a passage gradually emerged from the big tent, and Ah Cheng led people to carry Liao Licheng over step by step.

Two men, one dead, one about to die, Shen Yao stood dignifiedly at the door, quietly waiting for Liao Licheng, and when he came to her side, she slowly took a step inside.

The people of country E stood on both sides of the ancient street, silently looking at the woman who walked in the front.

She is as beautiful as a phoenix in the fire, with a beautiful and peerless face, deep and sad eyes carrying all the sorrow, and a dignified and powerful aura emanating from her whole body, making people daunting.

Behind her were two men who were being carried on a stretcher. The first one was handsome and resolute, but his face was ashen, and black unknown objects surged from the veins in his hands.

The second stretcher was already stained red with blood. They in the city didn't know what happened outside the city, and they were indeed infected by their grief.

Soldiers followed closely behind in four rows holding steel guns, two rows of soldiers from country E, and two rows of soldiers from country T. They walked calmly and mournfully, with a firm air of a soldier.

Shen Yao went all the way across the main street and walked to the gate of the palace. The gate was wide open, and Beatrin led Clement and others to greet her at the gate.

"Wangfei is thousand years old!" Finally, there was a voice in the dull imperial city. It may be due to the atmosphere, but it still makes people feel sad.

Shen Yao walked into the palace gate, crossed the square and looked at the high hall, then turned her head to A Wu and said, "Lead your troops back to your country. There will be no war between country E and country T in the future."

"Then you are here alone, I'm worried..." Shen Yao was worried about being alone in Country E.

"I'm not alone, I have the children of Liao Licheng and Wanqian E Country." Shen Yao said forcefully, looking back at the soldiers who were born and died with Liao Licheng.

The soldiers all looked at her with steadfast eyes. They had already experienced Shen Yao's demeanor, and she was the person Ethan trusted the most.

"Then you will still..." Ah Wu was worried that she would abandon them as soon as she stayed.

"Don't worry, I won't give up on the people of country T. I promised Namu, you go back first and listen to Xiao Lin's orders."

"Yes." With her, he felt relieved, Ah Wu gave a military salute, waved and led the soldiers of country T to run away.

The orderly steps echoed in the imperial city, and as they gradually drifted away, the soldiers of Country E stared closely at Shen Yao.

"You all return to your respective posts."

"Yes." The leader took the order.

Watching them walk away, Shen Yao ordered Ah Cheng: "Let's prepare for the funeral, we want a state funeral."

"Yes." Ash replied respectfully.

Shen Yao turned around and walked towards the prince with Liao Licheng and Cheng Ge.

"Princess!" Beatrin hurriedly walked in front of Shen Yao.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yao asked in a calm tone.

"What's wrong, Your Royal Highness?" Beatrin was very worried about Ethan who was lying on the stretcher, so he ran over nervously and asked.

"It's all right, I'm just too tired, order me down, don't make a fuss."

"Oh..." Beatrin is still worried. Although Shen Yao's tone is indifferent, he still understands the deep meaning. Ethan's situation is definitely not as simple as Shen Yao said.

He immediately bowed his hand: "Princess, please go to rest with the prince, and leave the matter here to me."

"Yeah." Knowing that Beatrin was smart, he must have understood, so he couldn't say anything, and simply ordered: "If you have anything to do, please contact Ah Cheng, and he will notify me."

"Yes." Beatrin retreated respectfully to appease the ministers.

He took Liao Licheng and Cheng Ge to walk towards the prince, and ordered someone to put them on the bed respectively. The days when a few people sat in the hall discussing matters and laughing were just around the corner.

"Bring some water." The soldier heard the order and went to do it immediately.

Soon, the water was poured in, and Cheng Ge was ordered to clean it up, and put on a delicate white suit.

Shen Yao quietly sat beside him, he still looked like a modest young man, the same as when she first met him, there was always no unruly smile on his face, just a bohemian boy.

She remembered his concentration when he sang for her on the underground hip-hop stage, and remembered his silent company for many years.

But this lively person, who was talking to her a few days ago, is gone today.

Gently stroked his face: "Cheng Ge, thank you."

After carefully checking his clothes and confirming that there was nothing revealed, she turned around and ordered: "Take it away."

The soldiers immediately took Cheng Ge away respectfully and carefully.

Watching him leave, Shen Yao came to Liao Licheng's bedside with infinite sorrow, grabbed his hand and put it in the palm of his hand: "Licheng."

"Cheng Ge is gone! My heart hurts so much, what should I do?" Tears fell again as he spoke.

"You don't want him to go either, do you?"

Yes, of course he doesn't want him to leave, who will take care of her after Cheng Ge leaves.

"What he said he promised you, he can't do it, let you do it yourself, did you entrust him with anything?" Shen Yao put his hand on her face, feeling the temperature of his hand.

Liao Licheng's eyes moved slightly, but the sad Shen Yao didn't notice it.

"Li Cheng, don't hold back, okay! I really don't have the strength to accept your departure anymore. If you leave, I will take Siyao and leave with you."

Shen Yao's tears fell into Liao Licheng's hands, the warm liquid spread from his palm to Liao Licheng's heart, his heart was beating thumpingly, he wanted to wake up, he wanted to take care of this woman.

"Licheng! Wake up, okay? You promised me to go see the snow. At this time, the snow in country Z is the biggest and the best. It's a vast expanse of white, glowing with white light..."

Shen Yao's eyes were full of stars, as if she was looking at another space, and the heavy snow was right in front of her eyes.

She slowly stretched out her hand: "Look, it fell into my hand!"

"Melting gradually, Li Cheng, I'm a little cold, are you cold?" Shen Yao gradually lay beside him, hugging him tightly.

Gradually closing her eyes, feeling the temperature of his body, she wanted to hold him tightly and not let him leave. She really hoped that all this was just a nightmare, and when she woke up, everything would return to three years ago.

Liao Licheng's fingers moved slowly, but he couldn't move anywhere else. He struggled fiercely in his heart, and the bone-eating pain gradually came from his body.

Time passed by, Liao Licheng was still struggling with his body, but after an hour, he still couldn't lift his hand.

"Princess." A whisper came from her ear, Shen Yao slowly opened her eyes and sat up.

"Mr. Cheng's funeral is ready, do you want to move?" the maid said respectfully.

Tell Shen Yao that all this is not a dream, everything is real.