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Chapter 525 The Merchant Woman Who Was Killed For Money (75)

Su Qinghuan naturally took some risks in doing such a thing.

But thinking of the ending of the original owner's tragic death in the mountains and being eaten by wild wolves, Su Qinghuan couldn't help but want to fly to his death.

What could be more interesting than letting Duan Feiyang know that he has fallen into this situation because of the woman he once let down?
……

Ye Wan'er frowned slightly.

"Can you help me out of the palace?"

"The palace is not far from the sky prison. If you are willing to cooperate, it is naturally the best. An enemy's enemy is a friend. I wonder if Empress Wanfei is interested in cooperating with me?"

Su Qinghuan spoke lightly.

Ye Wan'er glanced at the god-like man standing under the shade of the tree not far away, and she knew that it was Murong Chen, except for the current crown prince, there are probably not many men who have such great rights to enter and leave the harem.

Ye Wan'er sighed.

"Murong Shizi... No, Prince, you are allowed to act recklessly like this?"

"He will agree."

Su Qinghuan replied without thinking, she had such a tacit understanding with Murong Chen, even if she didn't say hello in advance, Su Qinghuan believed that Murong Chen was willing to arrange everything for her.

This is Su Qinghuan's confidence.

Because, to love this kind of thing is to do your best, just to show off a smile for the other party.

……

"Prince, he...is really kind to you."

Ye Wan'er's eyes were originally a little dull, but now they also showed a little envy and yearning.

"Su Qinghuan, you are really lucky. I hope you can cherish the relationship with the prince in the future. I wish you a happy life together."

"Thank you."

Su Qinghuan was a little surprised that Ye Wan'er could say such words to her one day, and from the look in her eyes, she was sincerely wishing her well.

……

At night, the bright moon hung high, and the cold evening wind swept over people's bodies, making them feel a little chilly.

Ye Wan'er and Su Qinghuan changed into simple men's clothes, their faces were slightly painted black, and they wore hoods. Except that they were not particularly tall, they looked like two ordinary guards.

With Murong Chen taking care of it, the two of them quickly went to the prison.

Duan Feiyang had a miserable life in the sky prison these days. He had offended many people in the past few years. Apart from Su Qinghuan and Ye Wan'er, many people disliked him.

Therefore, in this prison, Duan Feiyang couldn't even eat a full meal, and was collapsing on the ground dying. The handsome face that used to be a tree facing the wind is now gray-headed and unshaven. The appearance of Mr. Jia.

……

Ye Wan'er looked at Duan Feiyang who looked haggard and embarrassed like a beggar on the street, her eyes could not help but slightly widen.

"This is... Duan Feiyang?"

If the Duan Feiyang she met from the beginning had such an ugly face, how could she fall in love with a beggar on the street!

Probably because of the deep love and the deep hatred, Ye Wan'er saw Duan Feiyang's downcast appearance, not only did she not have any sympathy in her heart, but she felt very happy.

As long as she thought that she loved this man deeply and was willing to conceive and bear children for him, but the other party had ignorance with more than a dozen women, and later locked her up in that desolate hot spring villa, Ye Wan'er would hate it!

I wish I could crush Duan Feiyang to ashes!
……

When Duan Feiyang heard the rustling footsteps, he thought it was the prison that came to bring him food.

From a long distance away, Duan Feiyang opened his eyeballs with an unflattering expression on his face.

"Officer! I beg you to give me a full meal! I beg you! I'm going to be so hungry!"

"Even if you want to go to the execution ground, let the little one be a full-fledged ghost!"

Just as Duan Feiyang was flattering and begging, a cold voice pierced his fantasy.

"Master Duan, you don't seem to be doing well in this cell."

"!!!"

Duan Feiyang raised his head in astonishment. He looked at Su Qinghuan, who was smiling so sweetly, in shock, and a strong hatred suddenly appeared in his eyes!

"Su Qinghuan! It's you! Pooh! You must have reported my father and made our Duan family look like this. Are you happy!"

"Let me tell you, with a shameless woman like you, His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely divorce you within a month! You are not worthy to be called the mother of a country at all!"

"Oh? Really?"

Su Qinghuan sneered.

"It seems that Mr. Duan still has eye problems, he only noticed me, why don't you take a good look, who is this distinguished guest next to me?!"

Duan Feiyang was stunned again.

Both his hands and feet were in shackles, he shifted his gaze to the thin figure behind Su Qinghuan, and for a moment he didn't think of Ye Wan'er.

After all, Ye Wan'er and Su Qinghuan have always been at odds.

Moreover, Ye Wan'er had been a little pregnant some time ago, but now she is obviously slim.

Before Duan Feiyang was imprisoned, Duan's family was ransacked and all kinds of women were busy running away overnight. How could Duan Feiyang have the time to pay attention to his real wife who was far away in the hot spring garden.

……

"Duan Lang, it's me, don't you even recognize Wan'er?"

Ye Wan'er had a sinister smile on her lips.

She took off her hood and half-kneeled in front of Duan Feiyang. Seeing the bowl of steamed buns in front of Duan Feiyang, which was as hard as a stone, with a lot of stones on it, the smile on her lips became even more frightening. .

"Duan Lang, so they gave you this while you were in prison? Duan Lang, you're emaciated."

Ye Wan'er picked up the steamed bun in her hand, and passed it to Duan Feiyang's mouth with her slender fingers.

When Duan Feiyang saw Ye Wan'er, he was still immersed in the dream of being deeply loved by this woman, and he couldn't distinguish the malice in the other party's eyes for a moment.

He burst into tears, completely forgetting that he was not the handsome and unrestrained appearance in the past, and was still acting the image of an infatuated man.

"Wan'er! You are fine! Great! I knew you would be fine, Wan'er! Go and ask your father-in-law to intercede. Father-in-law is the current prime minister. As long as he protects me, I will be able to wash away my grievances." out!"

"injustice?"

Ye Wan'er sneered coldly.

"Ah!"

Before Duan Feiyang could react, Ye Wan'er suddenly stuffed the half hard steamed bun into Duan Feiyang's mouth, and kicked Duan Feiyang's head hard!

"You still have the face to ask my father to intercede for you! I'm sorry, the former Ye Wan'er is dead, and you no longer have the so-called prime minister Yue Zhang!"

"I forgot to tell you that it is my handwriting that Duan's mansion has fallen to where it is today."

Ye Wan'er suddenly stepped on Duan Feiyang again.

"At this time, why don't you call for Lian'er, Mudan, Xiang'er, etc. to help? They seem to have absconded with money, and none of them will go to jail with you? Tsk tsk..."

Duan Feiyang was stunned, and the severe pain in his head reminded him that this was not a dream, but a reality!

Duan Feiyang reacted immediately, and he shouted.

"They're all bitches! I'll kill you!"

(End of this chapter)