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Chapter 527 The Merchant Woman Who Was Killed For Money (77)

Su Qinghuan nodded, thinking of Duan Feiyang who was poured red by Ye Wan'er in the prison, she felt relieved, and even the resentment belonging to the original owner was constantly melting away.

"Well, it's solved, let's go back."

"it is good."

Murong Chen guessed the hidden meaning behind the three words "resolved", especially seeing Ye Wan'er's distraught appearance, I am afraid that Duan Feiyang in the prison has no breath of a living person.

Murong Chen rubbed Su Qinghuan's hair.

"Let's go home. Duan Feiyang's body, I will let someone deal with it."

Su Qinghuan looked up at the man's unspeakably handsome face, with a hint of warmth in her heart.

"Thank you for always tolerating my nonsense."

Although Duan Feiyang was originally going to be killed by Qiu Hou Wen, but now that he died in prison for no reason, it would cause some waves, but Murong Chen allowed them to behave like this.

Sometimes Su Qinghuan doesn't even know how high Murong Chen's bottom line is for her.

After all, Murong Chen had just been established as the crown prince, and if he made a mistake in his actions, he would be easily picked up by others, but Murong Chen never had any complaints against her.

The man smiled lightly.

"What an idiot, how can I say thank you to my future husband-in-law."

Murong Chen paused, and then wanted to hold Su Qinghuan's hand. Su Qinghuan almost forgot about the injury to his hand. After all, it was not serious. It was just scratched by the hairpin, and a few drops of blood came out, but now Murong Chen Stretching out her hand suddenly, the girl felt a slight pain.

"pain!"

"what happened?"

A flash of concern flashed in Murong Chen's eyes, and the man quickly picked up Su Qinghuan's hand, and when he saw Su Qinghuan's bloody palm, a thick layer of gloom appeared on his face.

"It was Duan Feiyang who hurt you in prison earlier."

"No."

Su Qinghuan shook her head with an understatement.

"I did it accidentally, it's just a small injury, just go back and apply it."

Murong Chen is an extremely intelligent person, he narrowed his eyes slightly, but he did not hide the fierce light and violence in his phoenix eyes.

"is her?"

Murong Chen turned his head and glanced at Ye Wan'er, who was still a little distracted, that kind of look, like a fierce hawk, eager to choose someone to eat!
Ye Wan'er was so frightened by Murong Chen's terrifying eyes that she trembled, her body trembled twice like a quail, and finally apologized in a murmur.

"His Royal Highness, I'm sorry, the princess was injured to save me earlier, I..."

"Why bother to work hard for such irrelevant people."

Murong Chen glanced at Su Qinghuan reproachfully, his voice sounded like reprimand, but the distress in his eyes could be seen by anyone.

"Don't have a next time!"

These words were spoken to Ye Wan'er.

Ye Wan'er trembled again, and almost fell to the ground, she knew that standing here was only obstructing the eyes of Murong Chen and Su Qinghuan, so she quickly climbed into another carriage back to the palace, and drove back to the palace.

Ye Wan'er recalled the fierce look in Murong Chen's eyes, and still felt inexplicable palpitations and fear.

At first, she was very envious of Su Qinghuan being appreciated and loved by a man like Murong Chen, but now that she thinks about it, maybe only a woman like Su Qinghuan who has an out-of-the-ordinary mind can make Murong Chen fall in love with her.

If it were someone else, they might have been scared away by Murong Chen's aura just now. Her legs are really weak. At this moment, she only felt the fear so clearly.

It turns out that death may be just a matter of thought, but living is the most difficult thing in the world and requires perseverance.

"Would you like to see the beauty of the world and taste all the delicacies in the world?"

Ye Wan'er was sitting in the carriage, muttering to herself, she had lost hope of life at first, but now thinking of Su Qinghuan's words, there was more anger in her eyes, the anger of a living person.

……

Return to the Prince's Mansion.

Murong Chen asked his subordinates to bring a good medicine for sores, he picked up the woman's palm, and carefully washed the wound with clean water first.

"You, you, wasn't Ye Wan'er the most difficult thing to deal with before? Why do you have to save such a white-eyed wolf?"

"I have my measure."

Su Qinghuan shook her head.

"Of course I won't risk my life to save her, it's just that something hurt her."

If the original owner had gone through what Ye Wan'er did, she might not have the courage to live on.

But in fact, what did the original owner do wrong?

Murong Chen was silent for a moment.

She knew that Su Qinghuan was engaged to that scumbag Duan Feiyang. He had never seen Su Qinghuan blatantly resigned outside the Su residence, but from the word of mouth of the people in Dongcheng, he could sketch out what Su Qinghuan must have been like at that time. look like.

……

Murong Chen's heart seemed to be pricked a little by a needle.

It's not because she was sad that Su Qinghuan was engaged to someone else, but because she was hurt by others because of such a good woman.

He couldn't bear to hurt Su Qinghuan at all.

If Murong Chen is really that kind of a grabbing person who only cares about his own happiness and disregards the woman's wishes, before he can figure it out, he might force Su Qinghuan to be his side concubine.

However, Murong Chen was not.

……

The man felt an indescribable pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand and carefully applied the golden sore medicine on Su Qinghuan's palm.

"Do you know it hurts? If it hurts, you should take good care of yourself next time. If you get hurt, you're not the only one who feels bad."

"Okay, okay, I got it," Su Qinghuan stuck out her tongue, and blinked charmingly, "Then dare to ask our respectable Highness, besides myself, who else will suffer when I get hurt?"

"Naughty."

Murong Chen shook his head helplessly.

"If your parents know that you are still taking Ye Wan'er to the prison, they may not even be able to sleep tonight."

"So I won't let them know."

"..."

Seeing Murong Chen's helpless face, Su Qing smiled happily, stood up simply, and suddenly hugged the man's waist.

"Don't worry, I will never let others hurt me in the future. Are you satisfied, Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

Seeing Su Qinghuan talking about His Royal Highness, the man's eyes became more and more helpless.

"Nonsense, you should call your husband."

"No, we haven't formally paid homage yet."

With the red candle hanging high, Murong Chen looked at the girl's delicate and lively side face. His throat moved slightly, but he couldn't hold it back. In the end, he hugged Su Qinghuan and kissed Su Qinghuan's forehead like a dragonfly.

When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse.

"Then the husband will wait for the day when he officially pays homage to marriage."

……

After a few days, Jingzhong spread the news that Duan Feiyang committed suicide in fear of crime, and everyone only said that he deserved it.

It's just that the current sage died suddenly.

(End of this chapter)