Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

"Since all the ministers hope that I will execute the princess today, then I will obey them." The Night Emperor frowned. He lightly covered his forehead with his hand and looked at Zhang Cheng beside him with difficulty, "Have someone take the things away." Come up."

"Yes." Zhang Cheng shook his head helplessly and walked to the back of the palace. After a while, he returned to the palace, followed by a chamberlain. The chamberlain held a tray in his hand and a glass of poisonous wine on the tray. He slowly walked towards Wen Zhiyue.

Ye Nanxuan suddenly stood up and stopped in front of Wen Zhiyue, "With me here today, no one dares to come close."

Wen Jingxiao knocked her forehead to the ground, "Please spare Zhiyue, Your Majesty. She is just a woman. How can she have the ability to subvert Tian Yu's imperial power? Please think twice, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, please think twice. If you want to kill the princess, how should you explain it to General Long and General Wen." The Lord of the Ministry of War knelt on his knees and frowned helplessly. Several other adults in the palace also asked the Night Emperor. plead.

"Come here, Prince Xuan was impolite in front of the palace and pulled Prince Xuan down." The Night Emperor was angry. He stood up and looked at His Highness Wen Zhiyue, "Does the princess want Prince Xuan to be buried with him? If you don't want your relatives to be If you are implicated, please end yourself as soon as possible, otherwise I will punish you by being burned at the stake, and the nine tribes will be executed in succession."

Listening to the Ye Emperor's angry words, looking at Wen Jingxiao and some ministers who were pleading for her on the ground, and then looking at Ye Nanxuan who was struggling with the guards, Wen Zhiyue smiled indifferently, walked up to the chamberlain, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Yehuang immediately gave Zhang Cheng a wink. Zhang Cheng looked towards the back hall. Ye Zhao quickly ran to Wen Zhiyue. She supported Wen Zhiyue who was vomiting blood and fell to the ground, "Girl, girl..."

As she shouted, she put her hand between Wen Zhiyue's nose. With tears streaming down her face, she shouted, "The girl is dead."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Nanxuan and Wen Jingxiao quickly ran towards Wen Zhiyue, shouting Wen Zhiyue's name loudly.

After a period of painful crying, Ye Nanxuan raised his head and looked at the ministers in the palace. The murderous intent in his cold eyes made the ministers stop talking, "She is gone. Ministers, what else do you want to do? Do you still want to go to the palace?" Will father burn her body at the stake before he is willing to stop?"

At this time, the Night Emperor in the palace had long since disappeared. Zhang Cheng loudly announced: "The princess of the protector of the country, the daughter of the Wen family, suffered the poisonous hands of Yue Huan while serving the country and the people. Due to the poison that is difficult to cure, she died today of the poison. She will be honored as a princess." Burial, the body will be left to the Wen family for disposal. I appreciate this."

"Master Wen, please take the princess back to the mansion. Since the princess has gone, it's better to bury it as soon as possible so as not to miss the auspicious time." Zhang Cheng looked at Ye Nanxuan again and comforted, "The princess has gone. Your Majesty will personally choose the princess for the prince again, so the prince should take care of himself." After that, he left.

Ye Nanxuan raised his head and looked at the Minister of Punishment and the surrounding ministers with stern eyes. He roared coldly, "You are all executioners. I will remember each one of you."

As soon as these words came out, all the ministers were frightened and quickly walked out of the palace.

Seeing the ministers leaving, Ye Nanxuan laughed wildly. He looked at Wen Jingxiao and saw Wen Jingxiao painfully picking up Wen Zhiyue's body and walking slowly outside the palace.

He quickly chased after him, snatched Wen Zhiyue's body from Wen Jingxiao's hands, and walked quickly outside the palace gate.

Wen Jingxiao didn't bother with him. He got on the carriage outside the palace gate and returned to the general's mansion. He ordered the butler to decorate the mourning hall. There was a dead silence in the general's mansion.

When night fell, Ye Nanxuan brought Wen Zhiyue's body back to the general's mansion. He walked into the mourning hall step by step, gently put Wen Zhiyue into the coffin, and then placed a special crossbow in Wen Zhiyue's arms, and slowly laid the body for Wen Zhiyue. Wen Zhiyue covered her with a white cloth and left indifferently.

Seeing Ye Nanxuan's forlorn figure leaving, Xuemei and Ye Zhao looked at each other, walked to the coffin with tears in their eyes, and straightened up their appearance for Wen Zhiyue.

After the third watch, there was silence in the general's mansion. The servants, maids and wives were all asleep. A strong wind blew into the mourning hall. The candles in the mourning hall lit the surrounding cloth. A quarter of an hour later, the fire in the mourning hall rushed into the air, illuminating The general's mansion was red.

Wen Jingxiao, who had just fallen asleep on the desk, was awakened by the shouts. He quickly ran to the mourning hall and looked at the burnt sandalwood. He vomited blood and fainted on the ground. The housekeeper sent him back to Xuanchen Courtyard. An imperial doctor was invited to diagnose and treat him.

Outside the mourning hall, Luochuan continued to put out the fire with his servants and maids.

When Ye Nanxuan arrived, the fire had been put out and the coffin had been reduced to ashes with the fire, leaving only a few bones in the ashes.

Ye Nanxuan looked at the ruins in horror. His pupils were dilated and his face was pale. He walked to the place where the coffin was placed and frantically searched for Wen Zhiyue's body in the ashes. Ye Han comforted him by saying, "My lord, the princess has been burned by the fire." No, your hands are burned."

He didn't listen to Ye Han's advice and found the few remaining bones in the charcoal fire. He collected the bones one by one and placed them in the newly built coffin.

He looked at the bones in the coffin with tears in his eyes, "Ye Han, go ask Mr. Wen where the coffin will be buried."

"Yes."

Soon after Ye Han left, he supported Wen Jingxiao and walked to Ye Nanxuan.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for preparing a new coffin for Yue'er."

"Although Yue'er and I are not married, she is already my princess in my heart." Ye Nanxuan stared at Wen Jingxiao with an expressionless face and deep dark circles in his eyes, "I obey my father's imperial edict and wish to Yue'er's body will be returned to the Wen family, but my palace will also set up a memorial tablet for Yue'er, and please Sir Wen not to stop me."

"The prince has done enough for the Wen family. Thanks to the prince for not giving up, Yue'er will be happy."

"I hope she is happy." Ye Nan had tears in her eyes, "Yue'er's coffin should be buried as soon as possible. I will order people to investigate the song and the fire."

He turned his attention to Xuemei, who was crying beside the coffin. "If something happens in the general palace in the future, just ask Xuemei to go to the palace to find me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wen Jingxiao bowed to Ye Nanxuan and saluted.

Ye Nanxuan turned around and left the mourning hall and walked outside the courtyard.

Returning to the palace, Ye Nanxuan walked to the main courtyard and looked at the gold and red silk hanging high. He felt irritated. He pulled off the red silk and threw it on the ground. He then walked to the main room and threw the vase on the desk to the ground. , "Liar, Yue'er, you deceived me so hard!"

He angrily walked to the main house and smashed the decorations in the house to pieces.

Ye Han brought the doctor to the hospital. Looking at the decadent Ye Nanxuan, his heart felt sad. He thought that the prince's good days had finally come, but who could have imagined such a thing.

He stepped forward, lifted up Ye Nanxuan who was lying on the ground, and put him on the bed. "My lord, your hand is burned. Let the doctor take a look at it."

Ye Nanxuan raised his head, looked at Ye Han, and sneered, "She made her choice yesterday. She came to say goodbye to me yesterday. She lied to me, she lied to me."

Seeing Ye Nanxuan losing control, Ye Han could not comfort him any more and could only knock him unconscious with one palm.