Dressed as the sister of the villain tyrant

Chapter 43 is engraved
Yan Weili put Yuanyuan on the shore and swam back anxiously. The bottom of the lotus pond was full of mud, and he was also afraid that something would happen to the master's daughter.

Concubine Yu saw that Yuanyuan had returned to the shore safely, she smiled slightly, and let the water submerge her.

She shouldn't have lived in this place redundantly.

"Mother Concubine! Mother Concubine!"

Yuanyuan was about to cry, the little man called his mother concubine like crazy, pale and powerless, her concubine mother ignored her, and concubine mother did not struggle, just let the water submerge him calmly.

She has already gone to the palace to find the concubine mother, but the concubine mother still doesn't want Yuanyuan.

Mother and concubine can't live for Yuanyuan.

Yan Weili found the exact location, dived down, and after a while, pulled Concubine Yu up.

A very simple sentence told Concubine Yu who was about to faint: "Master has put in too much effort in the previous court, just for the sake of the people in the harem not daring to bully the third lady again. If the third lady really drowns today, it will only hurt the third lady." own relatives."

Concubine Yu was in a daze, she didn't know whether she heard or not.

Coincidentally, when Yan Weili carried Concubine Yu ashore, she was already in a coma, and when no one gathered, he raised his eyes and saw Han Xiao who was walking hurriedly.

Yuanyuan lay beside her concubine and cried hard, but she couldn't wake her up.

The most urgent thing at the moment is to drain the accumulated water in Concubine Yu's lungs. Yan Weili is the prince and cannot overstep.

"Why is General Han in the lotus pond?"

"I was ordered to enter the palace." Han Xiao stared at Pei Zhiyin who was flattened on the ground. Her face was so white that it was almost transparent, like a withered flower, and there were still drops of water on her face, which slowly flowed down her cheeks.

"Why is it in the lotus pond when you are ordered to enter the palace?"

Han Xiao didn't respond, but said: "Second Highness take Princess Ninth away first."

After finishing speaking, he pulled up the wet Ninth Princess and stuffed it into Yan Weili's arms. He knelt down beside Pei Zhiyin, pinched Pei Zhiyin's nose, and breathed Pei Zhiyin mouth to mouth.

Even before the banquet is over, it is still necessary to avoid suspicion, and it will definitely reach the ears of the emperor at this time. When the emperor comes here later, no matter what happens, it is not good for Yuanyuan to see it.

Helpless, no matter how much Yuanyuan cried and wanted to go back to her concubine mother, before the banquet left, she was forced to pick her up and send her back to the Magnolia Hall first.

Today, if you come later, the consequences will be disastrous.

When the emperor and the empress rushed to the lotus pond, what they saw was that Han Xiao breathed out Concubine Yu again and again, pressing her chest, and after repeating it many times, Pei Zhiyin finally woke up, lying softly on Han Xiao's lap. Choking water out of his arms.

For a moment, Yan Chuxuan's eyes turned red.

It is the emperor's ruthlessness and decision to kill, it is the emperor's anger after his dignity is violated, it is his desire to destroy after his property is desecrated by others!

"Come here, take Han Xiao down for me!"

The imperial guards behind him lined up to Han Xiao, clamped Han Xiao's two arms and pinned them behind his back.

Han Xiao never resisted.

He kept staring at Pei Zhiyin who was choking and coughing.

Yan Chuxuan stepped forward, his possessive nature was like a flame, burning more and more vigorously.

He didn't care whether Concubine Yu was feeling bad or not, he pulled Pei Zhiyin up and hung it on his shoulder.

She tore off Pei Zhiyin's clothes, but only one back shoulder was exposed.

The red straps of obscene clothes formed a great visual contrast with the delicate and clean skin.

On Pei Zhiyin's right back shoulder, a word was engraved.

"feast"

The wound was very new, as if it had been carved recently, it seemed that it had not been treated, and it was slightly inflamed.

(End of this chapter)