The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady - Chapter 1983

Chapter 1983 Finale (24)

The dark purple on his arms paused and stopped spreading. The crowd could not breathe, but they saw Ye Yichen as a ghost, appearing behind Murong Xue, grabbing her shoulders and dragging her out …

Everything happened between the electric light and flint, it was too late to react.

Ouyang Shaoyi found this out, but he was poisoned in his hands, and his movements were slow for a moment, which made Ye Yichen tricky.

“Ye Yichen, what do you do?” Ouyang Shaoxi looked at Ye Yichen coldly.

Ye Yichen’s poisonous hand was resting on Murong Xue’s shoulder, and he was leisurely: “Nothing, I just want to make a deal with you!”

Ye Yichen said lightly, but Ouyang Shaoyan could hear his eyes condensing: “What transaction?”

Ye Yichen’s thin lips lightly opened, and he said, “You killed the emperor, and the king returned Murong Xue …”

“Impossible …” Shao Ouyang still hadn’t spoken. A noble man in a uniform was out of breath, and Murong Xue was only a family member of a royal palace. It was as important as the emperor …

“Shut up!” Ye Yichen waved a hand, hit the man’s chest, knocked the man down and flew four or five meters away, hit the tree, bounced back, and fell heavily to the ground … Over the past …

Ye Yichen didn’t even look at the man, and stared directly at Ouyang Shaoyan: “Kill one, live one, and trade one life for another. This sale is very cost-effective!”

The emperor’s face was gloomy, and he looked faintly at Ouyang Shaoyan. In his sharp pupils, the dark flashed.

Everyone’s eyes also fell on Ouyang Shaoyi.

Ouyang Shao’s left hand under his sleeve moved gently, quietly withdrawing the internal force ready to hit the noble man, and looked coldly at Ye Yichen, and his deep eyes shot coldly: “You think this Is it a good deal? “

“Isn’t it?” Ye Yichen didn’t answer.

“Of course not.” The current emperor is the emperor of Qingyan. If he kills the emperor in front of the eyes, then whether it is Ye Tianqi, the nobles, or the elite soldiers of Nandaiying, they will immediately switch their swords. Come and fight him, when he becomes the target of public criticism, their internal fighting begins …

In the end, no matter which one of them wins, the other side must also suffer a heavy loss. At that time, standing on one side and keeping abreast of energy, watching Ye Yichen for a long time, will come out and gain …

“The clams are fighting, the fisherman wins something, you don’t have to direct in front of me …” He won’t be fooled …

Ouyang Shaoyi looked with contempt in the cold, seeing Ye Yichen: “…”

The plan was seen through, and every step of his plan was also revealed one by one by Ouyang Shao …

It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter … because, the current Ouyang Shaoxing is not the perfect and impeccable Ouyang Shaoxing. Now he has weaknesses, and his weaknesses are now in his hands …

“Do you want to save Murong Xue?” Ye Yichen’s poisoned hands slapped on Murong Xue’s shoulders, looking at Ouyang Shaoxi with a smile.

Ouyang Shaoyan’s complexion instantly sank. He looked coldly at Ye Yichen’s hand on Murong Xue’s shoulder, his dark eyes flashed coldly …

Ouyang Shaoyu kept silent for a long time, and saw Ye Yichen’s eyebrows picking: “What? You don’t want to save Murong Xue?”

“Of course not!” Ouyang Shao said coldly.

“If not, then kill the emperor for this king!” What about his plan to see through him? What about the layout of each step? What if he knew he wanted the fisherman to profit? As long as Shaoyang Ouyang wants to save Murong Xue, he must do what he said, and he must obediently enter into the trap he set.

The aristocratic men and the elite soldiers brought by Ye Tianqi gathered around the emperor without any traces, guarding him heavily, looking alertly at Ouyang Shaoxing, but seeing Ouyang Shaoxing not speaking or moving, only for a moment Looking at Ye Yichen for a moment, his eyes were cold.

Ye Yichen’s mouth curved a taunting radian: “It seems that you don’t want to save Murong Xue …” Then let him blame him …

Ye Yichen held it in the palm of his hand, and flew towards Murong Xue’s neck like lightning …

(End of this chapter)