The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 525 The business woman who was murdered for money (75)

  Su Qinghuan naturally took a risk when he did this kind of thing.

   But thinking about the end 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 death.

  What is more interesting than letting Duan Feiyang know that he has fallen into this field now and it was done by a woman he once failed?

  ……

   Ye Wan'er frowned slightly.

   "Can you help me out of the palace?"

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

  Su Qinghuan spoke lightly.

  Ye Wan'er scanned the god-like man standing in the shade of a tree not far away. She knew that it was Murong Chen. Apart from the current prince, I am afraid that few men have such a great right to enter and exit the harem.

   Ye Wan'er sighed.

   "Murong Shizi...no, prince, you are allowed to do so recklessly?"

   "He will agree."

  Su Qinghuan answered without thinking about it. She just had this kind of tacit understanding with Murong Chen. Even if she did not say hello in advance, Su Qinghuan believed that Murong Chen was willing to arrange everything for her.

  This is Su Qinghuan’s self-confidence.

  Because, to love this kind of thing is to do my best and just smile for the other person.

  ……

   "The prince... is so kind to you."

   Ye Wan'er's eyes were a little withered, but now she also showed a little envy and yearning.

  "Su Qinghuan, you are really lucky. I hope you can cherish the feelings between you and the prince in the future. I wish you Baishou forever."

"thanks."

  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 still really blessed her.

  ……

  At night, the bright moon hangs high, and the cold evening breeze sweeps across people, making them a little stubborn.

  Ye Wan'er and Su Qinghuan changed into simple men's clothing. Their faces were slightly darkened and they wore hoods. Apart from not being particularly tall, they looked like two ordinary guards.

   Murong Chen was in it, and the two of them quickly went to the prison.

Duan Feiyang has had a miserable life in the prison these days. He has offended many people in the past few years. In addition to Su Qinghuan and Ye Wan'er, many people have seen him uncomfortable.

Therefore, in this prison, Duan Feiyang couldn't even eat a full meal, and was dying to collapse on the ground. The handsome face of Yushu in the past is gray and gray, and the shaggy beard is not decent, where there is still a turbid world. The appearance of a good son.

  ……

  Ye Wan'er looked at Duan Feiyang, who was haggard and embarrassed like a beggar on the street, her eyes widened slightly.

   "This is... Duan Feiyang?"

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

   is probably the depth of love and the depth of hate. At this moment, when Ye Waner saw Duan Feiyang's desolate appearance, instead of sympathy, she felt a very happy feeling in her heart.

  As long as she thinks that she once loved this man deeply, willing to give birth to a child for him, but the other party was confused with a dozen women, and later kept her in that deserted hot spring villa, Ye Wan'er hated it!

  Want to turn Duan Feiyang down!

  ……

  Duan Feiyang heard the rustling footsteps, and thought it was prison to bring him food.

   Across a long distance, Duan Feiyang opened his eyeballs, and his face looked flattering.

   "Government! Please give the youngest a full meal! Please! I'm going to be hungry!"

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

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

   "Master Duan, you don't seem to have a good time in this cell."

  "!!!"

Duan Feiyang raised his head in amazement. He looked at Su Qinghuan, who was smiling and beautiful, 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 like this. Are you happy?"

   "I tell you, for a shameless woman like you, His Royal Highness will definitely divorce you within a month! You are not worthy of being called the mother of a country!"

   "Oh? Really?"

  Su Qinghuan sneered.

   "It seems that Young Master 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.

  With both hands and feet in shackles, he shifted his gaze to the thin figure behind Su Qinghuan, and did not think of Ye Wan'er for a while.

   After all, Ye Wan'er and Su Qinghuan have never dealt with each other.

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

   Before Duan Feiyang was imprisoned, at that time, Duan's family was ransacked by soldiers. Various women were busy escaping overnight. How could Duan Feiyang have the time to pay attention to his true wife who was far away in the hot spring villa.

  ……

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

  Ye Wan'er's lips wore a bleak smile.

She took off her hood, half kneeling in front of Duan Feiyang, and seeing the half-bun like a rock in front of Duan Feiyang with a lot of stones stained on it, the smile on her lips became more frightening. .

   "Duan Lang, so they gave you this during your time in prison? Duan Lang, you are haggard."

   Ye Wan'er held the steamed bun in her hand, and handed it a slender finger to Duan Feiyang's mouth.

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

  He burst into tears, completely forgetting that he was not the handsome and chic appearance he used to be, but he was still acting like an infatuated man.

"Wan'er! You are okay! Great! I know you will be fine, Wan'er! Go and ask the father-in-law to intercede. Father-in-law is the prime minister. As long as he protects me, I will be able to clean up my wrongs. Go out!"

   "Injustice?"

  Ye Wanersen sneered.

"Ah!"

  When Duan Feiyang did not react, Ye Wan'er suddenly stuffed the half of the hard stone-like steamed bun into Duan Feiyang’s mouth, and then slammed his foot on Duan Feiyang’s head!

   "You still have the face to ask my father to intercede with you! Sorry, Ye Wan'er is dead, you no longer have the so-called prime minister!"

   "I forgot to tell you that your Duan Mansion has fallen to the point where it is today, it is my handwriting."

  Ye Wan'er suddenly stepped on Duan Feiyang again.

   "At this time, why don't you call out something like Lian'er, Peony, Xiang'er for help? They all seem to have absconded with money, and none of them went to prison with you? Tsk..."

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

Duan Feiyang suddenly reacted and shouted.

   "It's all mean-people! I killed you!"

  (End of this chapter)