Fierce Consort with Tyrant’s Lavish Love - C93

“Feng Ye Yang, are you afraid that I will speak of it? Are you afraid of being a thief? ”

Instantly, blood gushed out from her forehead.

“You killed Hua Xi Er, you’re afraid of others finding out, aren’t you?”

Chen Yi Nuo, that thing that never does anything but does things well, to actually have the guts to steal things from Hua Xi Er’s coffin, she deserved death.

Ten years of cultivation on the same ship, a thousand years of cultivation on the same bed and sleep together. What she didn’t expect was that in his eyes, the relationship between husband and wife was so broken.

No, no, no, she should have thought of it. From the moment Hua Xi Er died miserably, she should have known.

Hua Xi Er did her best to help him snatch the thousand miles away, but he did not hesitate when she made her move.

But, hehe, Hua Xi Er is stupid, to actually believe in such a cruel and unscrupulous person.

As for her …

“Hua Mo Ran, are you trying to demonstrate your might to us?”

As the secret in his heart was mentioned by Hua Mo Ran in such a way, Feng Ye Yang became so angry that he could not endure it anymore. He took a step forward and lifted her off the ground, his cold eyes filled with scarlet red fury as he said, “Don’t think that we don’t dare to kill you.” At that moment, his heart was filled with rage, every single one of them shouting that he wanted to kill Hua Mo Ran.

After killing Hua Mo Ran, there was no one else who knew about what happened that night.

There was no more…

Once this obsession came out, Feng Ye Yang couldn’t help but use a little bit of force while pinching Hua Mo Ran’s hand. At the same time, he could also hear the creaking sound of Hua Mo Ran’s throat bones being broken.

“Feng Ye Yang, do you think that if you kill me, no one will know about that secret?”

With a hoarse and extremely difficult voice, when Hua Mo Ran said this, she could not help but smile strangely.

“Then try killing me …” I, I promise, that it wouldn’t even take an hour for you to kill Queen Hua Xi Er and force the news of Crown Prince Feng Qiyue to his death … then it will spread across all the streets and alleys of Great Yue State. When the time comes, I’ll see if you … What else … Sit down on the throne! ” I’m afraid at that time, Feng Jun Xie would be the first one to kill him.

He wouldn’t let Feng Ye Yang off easily if jade and stone were to perish together.

“Are you threatening me?”

Feng Ye Yang had already hated Hua Mo Ran to the core, but because of her words, he couldn’t help but pause for a moment.

“Emperor, I only want to live.” Hua Mo Ran’s hands trembled, then, his eyes changed color and he reached out to touch his lower abdomen. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he said with a tremble: “I only want to live, and bring the prince of Emperor along, and do it well ….”

Before he finished speaking, Hua Mo Ran had fainted just in time.

This loss of consciousness not only gave Feng Ye Yang a step down, but also gave himself a step down.

She was smarter than Hua Jin Ge because she knew how to advance and how to retreat.

He knew that he was already a grasshopper tied to Feng Ye Yang on the same rope. No matter what, he couldn’t tear himself away from Feng Ye Yang.

“Hua Mo Ran, you …” Seeing Hua Mo Ran faint, Feng Ye Yang subconsciously released her hand, causing her to fall to the ground.

However, after just a short moment, his pair of fierce eyes turned around, and his mood changed once again.

“Someone, come!” He yelled towards the door, then reached out his hand to coldly help Hua Mo Ran up, “Hua Mo Ran, you better be sure that this matter with Chen Yi Nuo has nothing to do with you!”

These words, were said by Feng Ye Yang next to Hua Mo Ran’s ear.

He knew she was pretending.

But he did not expose her.

“Someone, Zhen’s beloved concubine fainted. Hurry and summon Imperial Physician Xuan!”

After saying that, Feng Ye Yang did not expect Hua Mo Ran to give any sort of response, and instead continued to shout.

Hua Mo Ran’s heart trembled, a strange feeling arose in her heart, lingering.

After Feng Ye Yang roared, an imperial physician from the imperial court had already arrived, waiting outside. After a while, he entered in a line and took Hua Mo Ran’s pulse.

“What happened to her?”

A moment later, Feng Ye Yang sat upright on the Dragon Throne, looking at the imperial physicians who had already tidied up everything and were standing uneasily by the side.

“Congratulations Emperor! Congratulations to Emperor!” On the side, after Feng Ye Yang asked this question, an imperial physician immediately went forward and cupped his hands to report.

Originally, it was a joyous occasion, but at the moment, it was hard to see any hint of happiness on Feng Ye Yang’s face.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the entire palace became somewhat solemn. When the sharp-eyed imperial physicians saw this, they lowered their heads and narrowed their eyes, keeping their mouths shut.

And so, in the dead silence, one or two discordant sounds could be heard.

“Reporting to Emperor, this baby’s pulse is very strong. I presume it must be a prince.”

“It is now three months old, this humble subject has probed his pulse, the baby in Imperial Concubine is more than a month old, calculating the time —”

“Enough!”

These old people who normally would only flatter and fawn on others, actually wanted to take the opportunity to curry favor with Hua Mo Ran?

Heh.

“The Imperial Concubine is actually pregnant. Men, send the Imperial Concubine back to Weiyang Palace and settle him down.” After Feng Ye Yang finished speaking, he slowly looked back at Hua Mo Ran, who was lying on the soft couch with both of his eyes tightly shut. A look of disdain and disgust flashed in his eyes, “Take good care of Imperial Concubine.” These words were directed at the palace maids who had already walked up to them.

Just like that, Hua Mo Ran was carried out in a soft sedan by a group of people.

“All of you, go down as well.” Feng Ye Yang had a headache, so he sat back on the Dragon Throne. After waving his hand heavily, he seemed to have thought of something, so he cast his gaze back onto the group of imperial physicians.

“Yes.”

And Han Long, who was stopped by Feng Ye Yang, naturally stopped in his tracks as he slowly turned around.

“Emperor.” Han Long bowed respectfully, lowered his eyes, and walked to the front of Feng Ye Yang.

This person wore the black official uniform of the Imperial Hospital. His black hair was tied up by a jade hairpin and freely hung down on either side of his face, making him appear warm and proper.

“I ate the medicine you gave me the last time. The effect is quite good. Prepare some more for me today.”

After Feng Ye Yang finished speaking, he gave him a heavy look.

How could Han Long not know the warning look in his eyes?